As mediocre people, we come through this world quietly.
With the turbulent waves of the times, we are rushing forward, struggling to survive, drifting, and suddenly coming to an end.
Then time smoothes out all traces, as if we had never been here.
I want to write down these traces and dedicate them to all the insignificant but sparkling lives that appear in my world.
Purpose: Anti-feudalism, anti-patriarchy, and praise the lives of ordinary people