God will not arrange a VIP mortuary for you just because you have an extra 5 million in your bank account. Whether you are an emperor or a commoner, the final destination is the same small box, burned to ashes, no one is nobler than anyone else. Those who treat life as a “task” are the most exhausted. Afraid of making mistakes here, afraid of losing there, spending a lifetime carefully saving up those intangible points (money, fame). When the closing announcement sounds, you realize you’ve been busy lining up and didn’t even dare to ride the roller coaster once. True players never care about the ending, because the ending is already predetermined as “restart from scratch.” What they care about is the feel, the story, that heartbeat in a fleeting moment. Don’t live like a miser. Love, hate, take risks, and experience even painful failures. Because when you leave this world, you can’t take anything with you. The only thing you can possess is that magnificent “memory.”