'I am poor, I am poor, I am poor, I am poor, but his peak is not the result of being born into a rich family and then reaching the sky in one step? I'm just unhappy with him, and I have to make sure he doesn't come down from the stage. But when people are under the roof, they dare to be angry but dare not speak out. Why can't I even think about how he is holding back his food? Life is just unfair. He hesitated and sighed, but he really didn't notice the tender eyes of the person he was unhappy with looking at him. . . . . .