It is difficult to do things and ask for help.
It is harder than reaching the sky.
The government office is built high and has many steps.
There is no way for the main entrance and the back entrance is off.
Register before entering
The security guards strictly searched you
You couldn’t get in
You didn’t bring all your documents.
Hurrying home to pick it up,
The master has already got off work,
Crying in despair,
gnashing his teeth and cursing the dog officer.
It’s hard to get things done, and it’s hard to ask for help.
Curse reality today.
There is no respect for party discipline and people,
state civil servants,
It is said that the people are good public servants,
Let’s see who doesn’t as an official greedy.
It is difficult to ask for help and difficult to do things.
It is difficult to reach the sky.
I just complain that I don’t have money in my pocket
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