In such a scene, there is no coffee, no dazzling goods, no people, and no interpersonal relationships. People return to the beginning, and there is no inner expression of estrangement. In my opinion, instead of trying to see the truth of a person's heart through layers of fog and delusions in reality, it is better to come directly in this world of boats, two people, and the sea. Watching their silent conversations made me think of this simple beauty: when I was a child, two little Wuguai walked on the bank of the river; on the grass behind the school, I met her quiet eyes.
Those who come to the sea from outside to fish come with desire, just like fishing.
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