A day, a lifetime, and to whomever it is given, it is fair, and all people are members of this prison training, and everyone must go through it.
Since childhood, I have learned that my parents often quarrel, my mother is strong and strong, my father is forbearant and not good at communication, and when I was young, I often felt distressed when I saw her suffer. I felt that my mother was tortured.
As I grew older, I learned that the most bitter thing was my father.
The road of life is like every divergent road with a port, and every road section must plan the direction of the road, otherwise, when you reach the divergent road, it will be difficult to turn back, and you will make mistakes again and again.
Facing and reversing, planning well, when the next divergence appears, firmly plan the route, remove obstacles, and you can move forward smoothly. However, stubbornness is sometimes difficult to steer.
The most difficult road in the world is the path of life at these many forks in the road, and I don't know which one is lost or gained. No one can predict it.
Heaven is fair to everyone, and everyone has a chance.
Every fork in the road is a choice, and every choice is your pious life, and the Heavens, who never fail the beings who live seriously, polish them with the most painful tempering.
Perhaps, this is the arrangement; Suffering, although different, is the same, but in a different way.