Everything is impermanent and everything is in flux. Nothing in this world can remain in the same state forever. This is impermanence. Whether it's people, time, things or rumors.
She, an ant, is locked in the world of mortals. That life, that net, that responsibility, that home are the well that holds her, and the water that keeps her afloat. She longs to be as free as him, she longs to do some ordinary and happy things like him, she longs to be herself happily, but is that just longing in the end?
He is a skinny horse, fed in a golden stable, but longs for the desert and the horizon. He also longs to escape from his family, but he can be so cool and indifferent. He will not let himself be on a high branch, but he will never allow himself to sink. He has a low-key personality and is dissatisfied with the confinement in his heart. Ideals have no traces, and his persistence is never without reason. Raw jade or stubborn stone, you name it.