We are not all talented, but we are well versed in Chinese and Western knowledge; we are not the most beautiful in the country, at least we are pretty in pink; we can deal with the cunning workplace externally, and we can smooth down the messy halls internally. We hang books by our horns, live within our means, and work hard with determination. If we consider the quality of human reproduction, we are the ones who deserve the most reproduction. And what is the reality? We have been covered with stars and moons all the way, and the fireflies reflect the snow. How can we become the representatives of the insignificant and insignificant people in the eyes of human beings?