Chang'an Street is bustling with people. Students from Confucius Hall have just finished their classes. They are walking in small and large groups on Chang'an Street, having fun and wandering around, as if Chang'an Street is the backyard of these dandy's.
Chang'an Street is crowded, half of which are locals and half of which are people from outside. The latter half is a mixed bag, which can be roughly divided into those who have money and those who have ability, those who have ability and ability, and those who have no ability and money have no choice but to eat themselves. They put a straw mark on their heads and squat in the busy place to see if anyone has bought something. If they can't sell themselves, they can still tolerate it for a day or two. You have to be hungry, but you won't be able to do it for three to five days. You either do some bad things or dig through the trash can. At first, you still retain your humanity, but soon you will lose your face. This humanity and face come from the other side. When you become thick-skinned, your humanity disappears. Gradually, you forget what kind of person you were before coming to Chang'an.
Intention: Man can conquer nature