Some people hold steamed buns and confront wild dogs, some people hold sticks and smash against the world, some people walk the blood-stained road of Naihe, some people pluck the sea of ​​blue flowers in the weak water, some people steal the mantra from the incense mist of the scripture hall. Talking nonsense, some people went out and entered the underworld, and some young people messed up the world with their words. The wind blows and the rain falls, and the night is coming, and the snow is all over the city.