The Moon in the Water, the Moon in the Sky

This world is full of loneliness. We all try so hard to find our way into the crowd, but, as Luo Yonghao said, every idealistic young person eventually gets shaped by the rules of the world. They may seem to fit in, but they lose themselves forever. When those of us who wanted to change the world are ground down until all we want is to survive, all we can do is use the few skills we picked up from past wounds to struggle through. Perhaps we’ll remember our original intentions many years later, when new wine ferments in red clay jars and smoke curls from chimneys beyond the window, while snow falls heavily. We’ll raise a glass and sigh, “Ah, back then, I was so innocent and kind…” I hope I’ll be one of the people inside that window, because there are surely still people shivering in the snow, saying, “Why is life so long…”