I once said that I spent the luck I got to meet that person, but it was just a moment of emotion, after the wind and rain, the rainbow will always hang in the sky, just when we open our eyes, we can see so gorgeous.

But I didn't want to be confused and didn't want to open my eyes, sitting in place, waiting stupidly, Yun'er was laughing, what do you want to do when you sit there, close your eyes.

Ignore it and arrogantly recognize that I am who I am.

Seeing this, Yun'er lost interest and drifted away with the wind.

Until one day when the storm came, I was drenched and shivered, and I didn't want to open my eyes, but I had to open my eyes, and look at the dark clouds in the sky, and the galloping rain smashed into the earth, like a moth rushing to the wheel of fate.

My eyes were soaked in the rain, bitter and unbearable, mixed with tears drifting from nowhere, walking through the wind and rain, looking for the next place, where there should be a story, a person, a hint of luck.

The damp clothes clinged to the skin in the sun, the water in the shoes soaked my feet into wood, I still walked on the ground, under the hot sun, the wind and the clouds laughed at me together, why don't you wait for the clothes to dry before leaving, where are you going?

Walking like a walking corpse in the wasteland, followed by a wild dog, I don't want to be his ration, but I won't do anything, only when I'm dead will he run over and eat my body, but I'm still alive, I can live for a long time, live until it dies, so it's going to be disappointed.

There was a deep canyon in front of me, and I stood on the edge of the cliff, and the wind couldn't wait to invite me to go down, no longer laughing, I felt its joy. My feet swayed in the wind, I felt the wind dragging me, I hesitated for a moment, then jumped down, the wind echoed in my ears, we played together. I felt my heartbeat at this moment, I hadn't felt this way for a long time, I thought I could stop, but I didn't know that I was in the wind, I couldn't help myself.

The moment it touched the ground, the wind stopped.

Maybe a few years later, a flower will grow on my body, and a butterfly will dance, and I will feel good, but this is under the cliff, dark and lightless, and the butterfly cannot fly in and bloom the flower.

Dragging my tired soul, I crawled out of the canyon, the sun was scorching, maybe now I belonged only to the darkness, but I was happy with the pain, I burned myself under the heat, everything was in vain, the soul was dissipated, the wind was still laughing a moment ago, I remember it, it was always in my ears.

Luckily, I didn't have to make the next stop, I didn't have to drag my tired body to walk, it felt like my soul had fallen into the mire, trapped to death, unable to float up, and it had soiled my soul.

Rest in peace!