In this rustling world, you and I are just the humblest prisoners; in this turbulent era, you and I have thousands of knots in our hearts.
Perhaps, the oil-paper umbrella in a certain bluestone alley has your attachment to it; a certain bustling city also has your and my pursuit.
There is nothing better in the world than to know that the world is the most filthy, but still return to the original intention and be ordinary.
Intention: The hardships in life can be explained to others.