I was being facetious, don't get angry. Speaking of that though, did you know that ancient taxonomic theory describes birds as having red breast feathers, lightweight bones and as having the ability to sing. How does your ostrich measure up to the bird standard?

The upper chest is also very important. I’ll help you adjust the angle. First do inclined bench presses… That position isn’t quite correct, come, I’ll show you how. Can you take a photo for me? Get a better angle, so you can see the lines of my pectorals...

Mister, can you not breathe that loudly? I’m going to go and bench press the barbell first. It’s so long since I’ve worked out, my chest muscles are all flat.

The poem ends with exasperation at how life is like a dream, and ends with a toast to the moon's reflection on the river. Both the dreams and the moon on the river's surface are illusory, the lonely solitude is quite real. Rather than wallowing in the pain of one's life circumstance, it's perhaps better to open one's mind, and drink while admiring the moon, letting go of all constraints.

Only with a tiger in one's heart can one bring about a solemn and tragic heroic undertaking; only with an idealistic heart brimming with uprightness and justness can one accomplish what Meng Jiao referred to with the lines "Even a broken mirror doesn't lose its sheen; even when an orchid withers, it doesn't lose its fragrance".

Look at those pretty ladies watching the show, each one of them with their heads held high and their chests pushed out. They look really like proud graceful swans. In this photo, however you look at it, I'm the pheasant to their swans, it's so depressing.

Ha ha ha, it's not that bad. Those other people are all flat-chested and bony fashionistas. Whereas you're a chick with raging sex appeal. Each of you have your advantages, you're both good!

That's it. Of course. Your ample bosom probably adds some actual weight to you, so as soon as you relax your shoulders, it sucks your breasts in a bit. You holding your breasts in leads to you stooping. When you stoop your neck hunches forward. I'm not attacking you, but the way your neck hunches over makes you look like a turtle with its head in its shell.

Ah, I'm so hurt. My little heart can't take it. Ah, but I guess loyal words jar on the ear and frank criticism is hard to swallow. I accept your suggestions, sucking in my chest and hunching my back is ruining my image, and damaging my self-confidence.

Yes, sinking your shoulders and pushing your chest out shrinks your lower abdomen. Assume the bearing of a Peking Opera actor about to perform, and once you take on these airs, they'll become natural for you. As well as this, you should speak in a milder tone, and not squawk like a parrot. These are all things that can help you externally. As for your inner confidence, for that you have to rely on internalizing knowledge and a good attitude.