Folk story: A scholar was walking in the mountains at night and met a woman singing and dancing under the moon. The big snake said: She is going to kill you.
On the day when my childhood sweetheart, General, died in battle, I was in the capital with phoenix crowns and rosy clouds, the sky was filled with gongs and drums, and my eyes were filled with red.
A corrupt official fled with his lover for 16 months. He was afraid to go to the hospital when he was sick. When he was arrested, he cried: It would be better to go to jail.
Question writers in small towns who are obsessed with public examinations: The end of the universe is the system, and the end of the system is the civil servants