Sleeping in solitary confinement is one of those hard beds. Everyone will give a quilt, wash your face with clean water, brush your teeth and toothpaste, and you will have disposable underwear. I will send you to your door when I eat and line up to cook for myself. Wax gourd and rice live together. Life is poor. After eating, I watch those legal TVs, and then I am humiliated every day.