夕陽燒紅了天邊的雲彩，卻無法溫暖這棵光禿的樹，與樹前的人。 The sunset sets the sky on fire, yet it cannot warm the bare tree or the person standing before it.

常在河邊走，哪有不濕鞋。 There was a saying: "If you hang around the barbershop long enough, you will eventually get a haircut."

冬夜的寒氣滲透進每一寸巷弄的磚牆與積雪。縮在牆邊的人，無畏零下的溫度，抽完一根煙。 The winter night’s chill seeps into every brick wall and snow-covered alley. A figure leans against the wall, unfazed by the freezing temperature, finishing a...