Background: According to the police decree,1people under 8 years old and over 50 years old are not allowed to be rickshaws.

"The car! Car! " The car came like a fly.

The guest looked at the driver and suddenly felt sad.

The guest asked the driver, "How old are you this year? How long have you been pulling the car? "

The coachman replied, "Sixteen this year. I have been driving for three years. Don't be suspicious. "

The guest said to the driver, "You are too young to drive your car. I will take your car and feel sad. "

The driver told the guest, "I have no business for a long time, and I am cold and hungry."

Your past kindness can't fill my hungry stomach,

I am too young to pull a rickshaw, and the police don't care. Who are you? "

The guest nodded, got on the bus and said, "Pull to the west of the Ministry of Internal Affairs."

This vernacular poem, in the form of a question and answer between the driver and the guest, shows the intellectuals' sympathy and helpless ambivalence towards the suffering life of the broad masses of working people.