His inner calm insulated him from his surroundings. He had a small bookshelf and a little stool, and, when not selling poems, wrote his own, composing one after another sitting at his "desk" on the street.
那是一個心靜自然涼的角落，一個小書架，一張小板凳，賣詩之餘他也寫詩，詩集中一篇篇的詩作，都是街頭伏「案」（小板凳）的成果。