Why is it said that one should never flaunt wealth for a lifetime?
Since last year until now, I have seen no fewer than ten news reports about internet celebrities who faced misfortune because of flaunting their wealth.
Seeing these internet celebrities encounter misfortune due to showing off their wealth really gives me the chills, and I feel a shiver down my spine.
I vow to live my life like a little ant, living like a submarine for a lifetime.
I will never flaunt wealth (mainly because I am too poor to do so, even if I wanted to, haha).
What is happiness? Happiness is what’s in your pants; whether it’s big or small, you know, and your wife knows, that’s enough.
There’s no need to share it with everyone.
People who habitually show weakness and admit defeat, after ten years, after a hundred years, remain safe and sound.
What can truly be shown is one’s ignorance, one’s admission of defeat, one’s weakness, one’s responsibility, and how many silent grievances one has suffered, how much loss one has endured.
I have a friend who always shows off how much money he made, where he bought a house, and who he knows. When more people started borrowing money from him and seeking his help, he suddenly realized: flaunting only adds to his troubles. From then on, he couldn’t even be bothered to log into WeChat. It’s better to avoid trouble than to seek it.
I used to like showing off too. Now, I don’t flaunt anything, not even the desire to communicate with others. The happiest thing in the world is quietly doing what you’re supposed to do, taking a walk or soaking up the sun in the community when there’s nothing else to do. As for where I bought a house, bought a car, or who I know, I can’t be bothered to share. When friends gather for a meal, they habitually take photos and post them on Moments, and I just know that there’s already a gap between us. I have lacked the desire to show off since I was young. Showing off material things and boasting about superiority, in my opinion, is all a sickness.
All evil has nothing to do with morality or cultivation; it’s a human instinct. Instinct is like this; no matter how civilized society becomes, it remains as solid as iron.
No one envies ants, and no one envies bottomless wells. Why not be a little ant? Why not be an unfathomable well? Achievements are secrets in your pants; those who like to flaunt either become eunuchs or end up in jail. Challenging probabilities is meaningless.
