The general searched and searched but couldn't find anyone. It seemed that everyone had their own problems, and no one was truly happy. Two days passed. Just as he was about to give up, he saw a poor man on the street. He was eating with his hands and singing happily to himself. The general went up to him.
那位将军找啊找，但没能找到一个人。似乎每一个人都有他们自己的问题，没有人真正快乐。两天过去了。正当他要放弃时，他看到街上有一个穷人。他正在用手吃饭，快乐地自己唱着歌。那位将军走上前去。
General: Hello! I'm the king's top general.
将军：你好！我是国王的上将。
Man: Hi, General. What can I do for you today?
穷人：你好，将军。今天我能为你做些什么？
General: I heard you singing just now, and you sound very happy.
将军：我刚才听到你在唱歌，听起来你很快乐。
Man: That's because I am happy.
穷人：那是因为我很快乐。
General: But I don't understand. What makes you so happy? You have no power, money or fame.
将军：但是我不明白。什么使你如此快乐？你没有权力、金钱和名誉。
Man: I have everything I want, and I don't want what I can't have. So I'm happy, and my song comes from the happiness in my heart.
穷人：我有我想要的一切，我不想要我没有的东西。因此我很快乐，我的歌曲来自于我内心的幸福。
General: Then I need to give your shirt to the king. Is it there in your bag? How much do you want for it?
将军：那么我需要把你的衬衫交给国王。它在你的包里吗？你想要多少钱？
Man: Shirt? What shirt? I don't own any shirts!
穷人：衬衫？什么衬衫？我没有衬衫！
