There is a strong sense of pretentiousness in Yu Xinqiao’s poems. In his vision, he is great, he is unique, he is a god from the ordinary world, and he should be in that supreme place. Feeling the admiration of every kind of soul, but in his poems you can also feel the humility. This humility is his own difficulties in facing the sacred and great emotions, and his own grief and indignation behind his entrance and exit. This child The sadness of knowing that I am actually just a child yet refusing to wake up from my dream.