There is an alley in Nancheng. The alley is very deep and the walls on both sides are very high.
Xun Shouyi lived here. His grandfather taught him how to stand, his mother baked him pancakes, and Wang Heng waited for him at the entrance of the alley.
When he was taking the county examination at the age of eleven, he asked, "Where did those one or two go?" When he was taking the government examination at the age of fourteen, he wrote about the old man sitting under the wall. Master Cheng said: Well written, but I can't write this now.
Later he went to the capital. Bigger place, more people, deeper alleys. Some people want to borrow his eyes, some people want to poke his eyes out.
Grandpa said: Living is easy, but how you live is what matters. He didn't know what he could live like. But when he wrote about the old man, he thought he could change something. Later I realized that writing it down means change.
The man waiting for him at the entrance of the alley is still there. But he didn't know how many times he could come back.
But he can see the lines of regulation - who is eating people and who is paying off debts.
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It looks good, very good-looking. Except for the early stage, which is a bit slow, everything else is very enjoyable.
It looks good, very good-looking. Except for the early stage, which is a bit slow, everything else is very enjoyable.