Time has no divisions to mark its passage, there is never a thunderstorm or blare of trumpets to announce the beginning of a new month or year.

最终，我们都变成了故事。

以柳丝榆荚的从容反衬桃李的飘零，暗喻超然物外的态度

活着就是受苦，生存就是在苦难中找到一些意义。