This contradictory "eating man" society is like a "fog" era. Different kinds of contradictions, such as national conflicts, religious conflicts, cultural differences and border disputes, how to find the habitat of the individual spirit? Is materialism a simple and violent denial of religious belief? Is there anything more noble than faith to use for awe?

It reminds me of Theodoros Angelopoulos, who lived his life in the fog, gazing home, searching for his home. Quote: the movie "voyage to Cythera" said Mastroianni, "now we crossed the border -- but to cross many border, to get back home?" So Ann said, "for me, I want to find a place where I can get along with myself and the environment, so it's my home.". Home is not a house, not a country. - but such a place does not exist." The final answer is, "when I come back, it's time to start again."." Since then, Theodoros Angelopoulos began to pay attention to the gap between people and people, the loss of "home" of the sense of drift.