I have experienced poverty deeply myself.
Especially during that period when the family business collapsed — fortunes exhausted, every property gone.
Through those years, every single day was a scramble, exhausting both body and spirit. Even a few yuan could make my heart suddenly lurch.
In those moments, it meant nothing that the family had once been prosperous, that we had thrown money around freely, that we had connections and private jets on a whim. None of it mattered.
The fall from grace is that stark. You can’t argue with it.
In this world, when your Chi fortune runs low and you have no money, you truly are worth less than a dog.
And precisely because I lived through that period, I have always held deep sympathy for those in poverty.
I know firsthand: climbing out of the lowest points in life is not easy.
Because exhaustion, fear, and anxiety are tearing at you every moment — gnawing at the precious flesh and blood you can barely spare.
Although my core readers are middle-class professionals and the elite of major cities, I still write articles every so often to cheer on and encourage the brothers and sisters still fighting their way up.
Why? Simply because I too have been poor. I too have fallen.
So I know deeply: when a person is at their most vulnerable, what they need most is encouragement, support, and positive guidance.
Especially these past two years — I’ve written more of these pieces than ever.
Not for any other reason. Just for one thing: if even one more person in despair can pick themselves up because of something I wrote, and make their life a little better, then it’s worth it.
As I get older, I feel more and more that accumulating karmic merit (福报) is something truly important.
I’ve told my financially free friends many times: if you can, give a little more encouragement and recognition to those who are still working their way up.
All living beings suffer. Let’s not add to that with careless words.
As predecessors, superiors, and role models — we must speak with kindness.
The same sentence can either snuff out another person’s flickering hope, or light the way forward for them.
Naturally, choose the latter. Help who you can help — isn’t that a good thing?
Finally, a word to my brothers and sisters — I just returned to the country, just got home, and I’m currently unwell. Give me a couple of days to rest.
But I still want to say this: a person’s life is made up of both smooth roads and rough ones, woven together.
Some people are rich, but that wealth may not last. If you are currently waiting for your prosperity to come, that too is just a phase.
The more you’re in this kind of moment, the more you must not let a few cutting words pierce your heart, throw off your rhythm, or make you a slave to your emotions.
If someone mocks you, don’t take it to heart. Smile and let it pass.
Just focus on doing your own thing well — attend carefully to what’s in front of you, and keep your eyes clear on the road ahead.
Steady and grounded. Keep your composure. Don’t cut corners. The deeper the valley, the more you must move slowly but surely in the direction of long-term thinking.
Don’t panic. Don’t scatter. Just grit your teeth and keep going. You don’t need to tell anyone.
Endure two thousand days of great hardship, and a beautiful transformation will come on its own.
Keep going — you’ve got this.
One more thing: never underestimate the power of blessings. The deeper the valley, the more you need the blessings of others.
So please, in the comments, leave a blessing for your fellow readers — and one for yourself. Good fortune will surely follow!