This is a city man talking in his sleep.
Growing up in a bustling metropolis, surrounded by a sea of people,
We are squeezed by time and space,
The soul is moistened and harmed by the material world and the civilized world.
We all suffer from a disease called urban disease.
I'm here today,
My eyes, ears, mouth and nose were closed, but I struggled to say a few words in my sleep.
If you accidentally hear it, please just laugh it off.