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In front of the university in the sky, there is a cement road. The cement road means that every time you walk by it, there will be water on your trouser legs and mud on your shoes. Unless you're the boss. This road has been going on for a long time, long enough for me to come up with a proposition. This proposition says that there is a road in the world, but if there are fewer people walking on it, the road is still a road. My inference to this proposition is that there is a road in the world. There are fewer people walking on it, but some people are still walking on it. Because as long as you are not the leader and follow this path, you will reach the truth.

The ignorant boy carried his sword and rode a donkey out of the rivers and lakes, just to see the mountains and rivers his old friend had traveled. There was a Confucian scholar in white who tried his best to live up to the world. The thin scholar finally lost his book and took a spear to ride the world. The prosperous country and its people have shed so much blood.