Imprisoned by the system, weak human feelings, cultural loneliness, depression of will, and even family affection can hardly become our final destination and hope. . Everything is like that group of terrifying shadows surrounding you and me, suffocating people. . . And we are still reluctant to believe it all, looking for that last ray of light, and that last ray of hope may also be swallowed by darkness, including ourselves. . .
Should you struggle for that last glimmer of hope? Or choose to dissipate in the dark? . . .
Everyone is entangled in such contradictions, and do we realize that, in fact, perhaps, we have already become the dark shadow floating in the dark and wailing. . .
View more about Vanishing on 7th Street reviews
