Walking in the vast sea of people, all kinds of people in the rivers and lakes allowed him to see the real things in the rivers and lakes, and see clearly a trace of the scenery in the fog, but it made him even more confused. He did not understand why people in the rivers and lakes came and went in such a hurry, with resolute sadness and separation, with thousands of twists and turns of life and death. He did not know where they came from, and he did not know where they were going.
