Look at a thousand fingers coldly and bow your head as a willing ox.
Self-mockery (Lu Xun)
What do you want from the canopy? You dare not turn over and have met.
a broken hat covers the face of a busy city, and the wine leaked from the boat overflows.
frown coldly at a thousand fingers and bow down as a willing ox.
hide in the small building and be unified, regardless of winter and summer and spring and autumn.