某日,朋友聚会。酒过三巡,大家便海阔天空地神聊了起来。一友遍询同座：人为什么活着?究竟过上一种什么样的生活,你才感到满足? 于是,有人说,想读的书买得起,看上的衣服穿得起,口馋了能够拽上红颜知己到酒店里撮一顿儿,足矣。还有人说,想有一套自己的花园别墅,上下班开着私人豪华轿车,春风得意车轮疾,此生就算没有白活。 One day, friends meet. Wine after three tours, we will be more broad-minded and talk to God. One friend consulted the same seat: Why do people live? What kind of life you live in, you feel satisfied? So, someone said, want to read the book affordable, fancy clothes to wear, greedy To pull the confidante to the hotel group summed up, enough. Others say that want to have a set of their own garden villas, commuting to work in a private limousine, brisk wheel disease, even if this life is not white.