I like to grab sticks, learn to fight on TV, and fight to the death with my playmates.

I like to sneak into Taoyuan, pick immature peaches and stuff them in my mouth without washing.

I like playing gobang, playing video games, collecting water margin cards, playing with glass beads, catching stones, fighting cocks and hopscotch.

I like watching Altman in black and white TV, like Transformers, like watching the news broadcast with my parents, and then going to bed.

I like to pee on the roadside, skip class and go swimming, put chalk on the door, draw the 38th parallel, cut girls' hair and draw my future on the blackboard.

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When I was in junior high school, my name was Zhu Bajie.

I like to peek at girls taking a bath, and I will grab an iron bar for a girl and point at my rival in love for the purest germination.

I like to wolf down my own cooked rice, a cup of kimchi every week and pure tap water.

I like playing checkers and flying chess, with inferior earplugs in my ears and listening to Adu's hoarse singing.

I like watching the meteor garden, hiding in a room with my classmates, putting a pure disc on it and enjoying it quietly.

I like reading Huang Yi's books and Li Lei's Han Meimei in English class. I sleep noisily in class and snore the loudest, looking forward to the best future.

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My name was Friar Sand in high school.

Accustomed to life at two o'clock, I stood by watching the excitement and shook my head with a book.

I am used to the teacher's long speech, to making thick papers in class, and to life without broadcast gymnastics.

I am used to chatting with strangers all night and repeatedly asking who you are and where you come from.

I am used to hearing the name of a university, listening to the expectations of others, and listening to others saying that you have no future.

I am used to reading English books in English class, doing it by myself, sleeping for six hours every day and looking forward to the future.

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I am a college student. My name is Tang Xuanzang.

Accustomed to staying in the dormitory, listening to sad songs and watching others' excitement on the internet.

Accustomed to the embarrassing situation that no one raised their hands in class, accustomed to the semi-annual exam, accustomed to failing the exam, accustomed to retaking the exam.

Accustomed to watching movies all night, killing monsters all day, holding hands and breaking up.

Accustomed to hearing the name of a company, copying and pasting resumes, complaining about others and complaining about yourself.

Accustomed to unaccustomed days, accustomed to doing nothing, accustomed to sleeping for more than ten hours every day, accustomed to fear of the future.

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In society, my name is Bai.

I endure being bossed around all day, reminding myself that I can become a dragon tomorrow.

I endured the feeling of being ridden all day and always believed in myself. The horse is just my temporary identity.

I endured a masked life, smiling at my disgusted boss and smiling at myself in the mirror.

Endure the days when there is no house or car, endure scolding the rich on the Internet, and dream of getting rich overnight.

I endure the aging face, recall the young past, and endure the present with no future.

Xiangzi is an ordinary coachman with a distinctive personality, and he has many good qualities of working people. He is kind and simple, loves labor, and has a camel-like positive and tenacious spirit towards life. At ordinary times, he seems to be able to tolerate all grievances, but he also has the need to resist in sex. His angry resignation in Yangzhai and his revenge on Si Liu, the owner of the car factory, can illustrate this point. He has always been strong and struggling, which is also a manifestation of his unease about his humble social status. He doesn't want to listen to Gao Ma's advice to loan sharks, covet 60 cars in Si Liu, and do small business according to Tigress's advice. All these show that he thinks that "owning his own car means everything" and he doesn't want to climb up and buy a car as the owner to exploit others. What he dreams of is to seek an independent life by his own labor. This is the humble but legitimate life wish of individual workers. The work describes that after Cao Zhai knocked away his hard-earned money, the detective was most concerned about Mr. Cao's entrustment, because Mr. Cao was a good man in his view; He also described his concern for the grandparents of the old horse and pony, showing his kindness and integrity. The reason why his tragedy can arouse readers' strong sympathy is that besides his social status and unfair experience, these personality characteristics have also played an indelible role. Hard-working and strong people like this have finally become first-class "thorns" and embarked on the road of depravity, which clearly exposed the sin of unreasonable society corrupting people's hearts. The work writes: "The laziness of the bitter people is the natural result of hard work and failure, and the tricks of the bitter people contain some axioms." He added, "Man has improved himself from wild animals, but so far, he has driven his own kind into wild animals. Xiangzi is still in the city of culture, but he has become an animal. It's not his own fault at all. " It is from this understanding that Lao She wrote this tragedy with deep sympathy for those who were insulted and damaged. This makes this work have the power of angry accusation and strong critical spirit, which is deeply branded in the readers' hearts.

After reading the book Camel Xiangzi, I learned what kind of life people lived in the chaotic society at that time. This novel takes the life of Beijing citizens in the late 1920s as the background, and takes the bumpy and tragic life experience of rickshaw driver Xiangzi as the main plot, which profoundly exposes the darkness of old China and accuses the ruling class of its deep sympathy for the working people.