My heart is so tired, I can't bear it anymore. I want to find a higher place to jump down and die. This square is full of bad people. They don't make money, but they also want to see you in a bad way. Only by comparing them can they feel better. But I can't fall down. I have to live well so that I can disgust you. Good people, I can't bear it anymore, please give me a few melons and two hawthorns