A man of letters wants to write a book that cannot be written.
A young man squatted under a tree and looked up.
A book describes all the suffering in the world, but it cannot save anyone.
One of them is ember and the other is dust.
Embers are what remains after burning, and dust is what falls.
After the burning, everything was lost, and I waited for a ferry by a river without a ferry.
Ah Qiao x Lin Shubai
Common people (attack) x writers (receive)
Purpose: Don't talk about capital with the poor