On New Year's Day, I went to the Philippines to watch the quintessence of the Chinese ethics. The Philippines has a thousand-year-old sports Filipinos. Every family will raise cockfighting when two roosters are on the court, each chickens legs are tied. There was a sharp blade. We thought that the cockfighting was just a stab wound. I didn't expect a fight for a minute. One of the roosters was cut off from the neck and the blood died. The main thing is that this kind of gladiator is brave and aggressive, once on the battlefield, only going back, or defeating the opponent, or fighting to death. This spirit of death is somewhat irritating to the audience. Perhaps because of this, many Filipino males are idling as idols, and they treat them with respect and respect. After watching a few rounds, we have been unable to continue to stay and watch. Looking at the crowd shouting around the arena, I can't help but feel a little bit. Such a bloody and cruel cockfighting activity, as a national "national quintessence" of a country, what a magical country?