When I was a child, happiness was not that hard to get, a big marshmallow, a teddy bear doll or a compliment from parents could fulfill us completely. We dreamt to grow up like an adult. We fantasize that being an adult is wondrous, we can have our own will, our freedom to do things that we are not allowed as a child, yet, it is true and we have to bear the cost of enjoying those advantages. — I seldom figure out what is happiness from time to time. For me, happiness is superficial, it is short-lived, like riding a roller coaster or savoring a feast, it won’t stay for a long period of time and it sounds dumb to be happy most of the time. Maybe I…