Li Gu was just an ordinary person throughout his life. He was like a fallen leaf blowing in the wind, falling into mud in the turbulent late Qing Dynasty, and flashing through history like a mayfly. His life began in turmoil and ended in turmoil. He left nothing in his life that was enough to influence history. No one even knows who he is. Perhaps only he himself knows what he has experienced. He may not know whether what he loves and wants is what he needs. This is how he spends his unclear life.
