乌云盖雪

I distance myself from the era I am in,
Away from the crowd, there is a path for me to move forward,
Because the railway blocks the road, and the lights shield the darkness,
But I still need to cross the blocks, find my way in the crowd, and compromise with the world.
On a rainy night, I board a train. The lights are dim, and people whisper quietly.
My mood is low, just like this incessant rain, an endless journey, and the eternal night outside the window.