Happiness is rooted in
misery
Misery bubbles up
Through the cracks of
joy
The broken sidewalk of
life
Who knows what could
happen tomorrow?
Everything is relative
What's considered proper
today
May become improper in
time
No wonder so many people
get confused
People often win
lotteries and find misery
Some people live simply
and happily without much money
The rain that nourishes
the dry plant
May drown it in time
Appearances can be
deceiving
What seems to be good
fortune
May be misfortune
instead
Or vice versa
Do not get caught up in
these illusions
Remember the way of the Dao
