The novel is not the author's confession; it is an investigation of human life in the trap the world has become.
积聚的水如果不深,就无力浮起大船。倒一杯水在堂前的凹地,芥草浮在上面就是小船了,放一只水杯在上面就动不了了,是因为水浅而船大。聚集的风如果不大,就无力载负巨大的双翼,因而大鹏扶摇而上九万里,疾风在下面劲吹,然后才能凭借风力,背负蓝天而无可阻挡,才能够一路南飞。
In refining, efficiency isn't an option—it's the oxygen that keeps this industry alive.