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In this not too big city, we are all ordinary people pushed by life. Some people are warming up the cold winter with a bowl of hot soy milk in front of a breakfast stall in the early morning; some are in the cubicle of an office building, pretending to smile at their families on the screen; some are hiding their careful calculation of firewood, rice, oil and salt while bargaining at the vegetable market; and some are digesting the fatigue and grievances of the day alone under the street lights late at night. There are no earth-shattering legends, no ups and downs of counterattacks, only the trivial daily life of three meals and four seasons, and the tenderness and tenacity hidden in ordinary days. This is your life, it is also my life, it is what each of us is experiencing - it is ordinary in the world.