Fog on the Ao-Tai Line

If you peel off all the "acquired" things from a person - title, savings, fans, face - what will he have left? This idea came from Qinling. I have walked that line and heard the stories on that line. People are really small in front of such mountains. But the strange thing is that the more we walk in the mountains, the bigger we feel. Perhaps because of this, I wanted to write a fog that "makes people smaller". What you are about to read next is a team of ten people, a fog chasing people, and a road that can only be known when you walk in. It's a bit cold and a bit gray, like the October fog in the Qinling Mountains. I don't intend to make anyone cry, nor do I intend to make anyone unable to sleep - I just want to ask you to follow those ten people for a while, and then quietly ask yourself: What would you do if there was one person in the team who was you? Along the way, some people will let go, and some will not let go; some will lose to themselves, and some will lose to others. May this book accompany you to spend a quiet night.