"Wandering, on the road, do you want to go... I have crossed mountains and seas, and also passed through mountains of people... I once destroyed everything about me and left forever..."
"I once fell into boundless darkness and struggled to extricate myself... I was desperate and longing, crying, laughing and ordinary."
A well-dressed, youthful man held a heavy black umbrella, standing alone by the tombstone, crying alone, and humming "The Ordinary Road" alone. The rain hit hard, hitting the umbrella that had been held for ten years, hitting the black suit, and quietly tore it apart.
It rained heavily. A woman walked through the rain holding an umbrella. Her black hair reached her shoulders, and the cold wind blew across her face, and her face finally became clear. Like him, she was wearing plain clothes, holding a black umbrella, and her eyes were wet. She was also humming the same song.
Purpose: Ordinary us, extraordinary life, we must also live seriously