Recalling more than a month in quarantine, the most terrible thing is not that you can’t go out of your home, but the fear and uncertainty the situation brings. From the time the City of Wuhan was blocked until early February the pneumonia epidemic is completely out of control, due to the serious overdraft of medical resources. Human fear is not only the fear of the great power of nature, but also from the inner fear brought by the uncontrollable state. This kind of fear is like an endless abyss, swallowing people's consciousness. From anger, abuse, complaint to despair, it's not the virus that kills people. The most terrible thing is the fear that is out of control.

Previously, we thought that there were not many people infected in Wuchang (District in the south of Wuhan), because most of the initially announced infected groups were near the South China Seafood City of Hankou railway station (The market thought to be the first source of the Virus). On the 4th February, each community in Wuhan announced the number of people infected and suspected to be infected. There are nearly 20 infected and suspected infected people in our community. There are 5-6 people in our building alone. Within two days, two people in the community died of pneumonia. Suddenly, a strong feeling of waiting for death at home came into being. Life can't see any meaning. To live is to die at home. I seem to see an emotional death. This kind of change in mentality is beyond the experience of friends who are not in Wuhan. With the encouragement of my friends, I gradually came out of this emotional haze. I began to focus on artistic creation. Art has the function of healing. Part of the process of psychotherapy with art is to arouse creative energy and vitality. So creativity and treatment overlap. In this way, I feel that I have cured myself with artistic creation.

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The beginning of 2020 will be a epoch-making moment in human history. At this moment, we see our own loneliness and insignificance. In the face of the virus, we are nothing. Facing the virus, we are so powerless. In the face of life and death, any language is so pale. In the face of the epidemic, we have seen the cruelty of life, the pain of separation, the despair of helplessness and the touch of life and the death friends. In the face of the epidemic, we donate money, goods, and efforts. So many ordinary little people bear the sublimity and greatness behind them.