Officialdom: Burning

In the chess game under the sky, everyone is vying to be shortlisted in the game of life and death, and they are willing to be cannon fodder. Little people shake big rocks, there is no background, only the back; The youngest full-time student in the country, I am still intern. Open your chest and smile to the sky, your blood burning with fire. Even if there is only half a life left, we must compete with the sky! The evergreen mountains and surging rivers tell the story of development.