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.