Oblivious to the world around him, an old man sits in the corner of a train station and plays the erhu, a traditional Chinese two-stringed bowed musical instrument, with absolute concentration. Wearing a grey tux, tinted shades, and a fedora, he manages to emit a sense of class and refinement, as he uses the bow of the erhu to release sounds of melancholy music. The audience cannot see the man’s eyes because of his shades, yet they can still sense his sadness and compassion. The music is tear-jerking, creating a sense of nostalgia and wistfulness, as he continues to play with his head bent down. He is not asking for people for money, he is just passionate about his erhu and wants others to be too.