PS: Why is there only one person who talks about the wind today, what brings the passion for writing to readers? God, there are very few readers, okay, let's write first, why don't Captain Ou, the flying sea, Tong Feng and Yatu not come? What, is An An's book review slammed? An An doesn't seem to mean this, how can this be good? Finally, thank you for not having a friend who actually clicked on "Smoke with the Wind", thank you for your collection, thank you for your recommendation! Thank you for your help!

I'm still powerless today, only 4 paragraphs!

93 Pain and sorrow

What will feel a lot of pain in it,

I also feel very sad and sad in it,

I feel very overwhelmed there.

It's like there's something you can't do.

It was like something that was difficult there,

What was tangled up there,

What was difficult and confused in it,

What is there is something that is not clear there,

What there was in it began to become more and more difficult there,

It seems that there is something that is getting harder and harder,

It seems to be there as if it was in the middle of the heart. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

It's a trembling,

It's like something trembling in the middle of it,

It's like there's dead silence and dead something,

It's just that there's nothing to do there,

It seems to be something that I couldn't get close to there, too.

What kind of memories and feelings and what kind of feelings are disturbed in it,

It's in the midst of constant disorder,

and in the midst of that disorder,

In the midst of that pain,

Something forgotten.

It's just something tangled up there,

It's just that it's hard to get tangled up in something,

It's just that it can't be explained in the entanglement,

I was able to understand something.

Many, many kinds of uneasiness,

There is also something that cannot be explained or solved in that uneasiness.

I just felt pain there,

I just felt hurt there,

It's just that all of a sudden I want to get closer,

Just what kind of chaos awaits there,

It's just something that can't wait there,

It's like something disappeared while waiting there,

It's just completely messed up there,

It's like there's a complete death and death or something,

It's just a kind of confusion,

It seems to be just an uneasiness,

Just at a loss there,

It's the panic of the heart,

It is also the helplessness of the heart,

I feel like I can't get close there,

I just can't understand it,

In the midst of that incomprehension,

What can't be accompanied,

It's like there's something you can't be with.

There's something there, it's not deliberately out of order,

But what there is is getting more and more wrong there,

What is getting more and more confused there,

What I didn't know and was uneasy with more and more there,

Just silent in the midst of it,

And in that silence,

What was there disappeared there,

It's as if it's completely gone.

What is there that is disturbing there,

There are also things intertwined there,

There is also something already there far away,

It's as if the heart is far away.

What is there is something that cannot be explained there,

It seems that there is something that is hard to explain there.

Something far, far away there.

What has always been difficult to be there all the time,

It's like a kind of pain and loss that is difficult to feel at ease in it.

It's just a waste there,

It's as if there's always been a dissipation in life,

It's as if you're feeling a kind of dissipation in that life is completely gone,

It's like a very painful and painful exertion,

And in the midst of that painful wear,

What is separated,

It's like there's something that keeps separating it,

It's like there's something that's getting farther and farther away.

It was a struggle,

is also a convulsion,

It also seems to be a kind of invisibility.

On that increasingly difficult road,

Also on the road that is getting more and more lost and lost,

There's something far away in it,

Something that has become very far away in it.

Just there smiling shyly,

It's a kind of nostalgia,

It's like a long, long nostalgia,

I also feel a pain in that nostalgia,

I also felt a kind of hurt in that nostalgia,

And in the midst of that wound and separation,

Slowly feeling the separation of life,

Also on the path of the separation of life,

It's a kind of timidity,

What is getting more and more timid,

And in that cowardice,

I felt a kind of nervousness,

It's like a kind of anger in the midst of that tension,

It seems that in the midst of that anger,

I can't and can't explain anything.