The real extraordinary is not the power to control the world, but in an ordinary or even suffering life, carrying the gifts and scars of history, shouldering the responsibility and significance of guardianship, using tenacity, deep love and wisdom to turn oneself into a tiny lamp in the world, illuminating the darkness, conveying warmth, and continuing civilization. Although this glimmer of light from human nature cannot compete with the sun and the moon, it can leave eternal significance in the long river of time and become an immortal "dusty light" in the common memory of mankind.
