Tourists Are Also Passers-By

(Purely fictional, please do not substitute it into reality!!!) "An inch of concern is left in the dust, and when the song ends, people disperse, and they will no longer return to the dust." Everything you see is just an unfinished drama. You ask me why? Because I am an opera singer, a person in the opera. "Go back, go back, come back, my long-cherished wish..." (Purely fictional, please do not substitute it into reality!!!)