In my impression, Song was particularly fierce. The rest time after class, especially the homework in two classes in the afternoon, is basically his world. He doesn't have to find a reason to hit people. He wants to hit anyone. He takes pleasure in hitting people and gnashes his teeth when fighting. It was not until many years later that I remembered the scene and expression of his beating every day that I realized that he was a kind of morbid, also called abnormal condition, but he came too early at an early age. It can be said that I spent every day in fear and worry. But this pattern changed in my second grade. I didn't see Song on the second day of school, and I didn't see him on the first day of class. It took several days to hear from fellow villagers that his father was ill or died. Because he can't afford five or six dollars, he may have to wait a few days before he can borrow money to go to school. Hearing the news, the students were filled with joy. Everyone hopes that he'd better not come to school. Perhaps it was fate, but Mr. Song really never went to school again. Song's home, beside my school and school, has two ordinary earthen houses. Later, when I passed the Song family many times, I accidentally saw Song standing motionless behind a few small trees and watching us pass by blankly. As we get older and taller, several of our bullied classmates made an appointment to take care of Song together. Later, we saw that he was skinny, and he was no longer tall. He often looked like a fool. Everyone relented and really looked down on him. In the end, he won without fighting. I left my hometown many years later, and I haven't heard from Song. But I believe that Song students must live a very poor life, or very poor. Everything in the world has its own cause and effect. What a young man who is not sensible is neither an excuse nor a reason. The main angle of the second experience is Ma Xinhui. I remember once before I left school, I was blocked by some bad classmates who were addicted to fighting. They dragged me to a secluded place separated by broken brick walls on the edge of the school playground. First search the schoolbag, then ask for money. I didn't have any money in my pocket. The hooligan named Ma Xinhui picked it up and hit me on the head with half a brick. I was dizzy and almost fell to the ground. Seeing my wobbly appearance, they ordered me to take 8 yuan the next day and let me go after hearing my answer. Later, these hooligans robbed me for no reason and hit me once. At that time, I was weak, and only DOG endured it, but I really held a grudge. I kept in mind those hooligans who were expelled from school one after another and secretly vowed to avenge myself in the future. For several years, I have been secretly learning about the whereabouts of these vagrants, their family situation, personnel structure, detailed location and house number. However, before I was strong, they were arrested and sentenced for drug abuse and drug trafficking. When I take part in the work, when I can deal with them one by one, they are all handled by the government. Finally, some people died of drugs, some were hacked to death, and some died in prison. Especially that bad coward named Ma Xinhui, before he was caught for the last time, was also splashed with sulfuric acid, and then died inexplicably. In other words, these bad cowards all died in their twenties.