Afternoon tea on the terrace, I met a big brother worth tens of millions of dollars, but he was frowning while scrolling through Moments.

Me: Brother, why are you still worried with your conditions?
He: Look at my old classmate, he just bought a Rolls-Royce and posted photos of skiing in Switzerland.

Me: You also have a Ferrari, and last year you went to the Arctic, right?
He: Can it be the same? He used to be not as well-off as me in class, and now he's riding on top of me.

I told him: Your pain isn't because you're not doing well, but because you've realized that "people who were not as good as you" are living better than you.

He was stunned for a moment, and even dropped his cigarette ash without noticing.

Humans are interesting: you can accept a stranger becoming the world's richest person, but you absolutely cannot accept that your neighbor bought an extra BMW.

The so-called "sense of happiness" is actually a gap: as long as you are slightly better off than the few people closest to you, you can smile.
Once this gap disappears, even if you feast on delicacies every meal, you'll feel it's pig food.

The tragedy of life is: we are always measuring our happiness by others' standards.