At This Moment, I Am Confused Because I Suddenly Turned into a Ghost?

This is a story about a ghost wandering the world. Half a lifetime of worry, half a lifetime of worry Half life wandering, half life wandering Unconsciously, there is winter snow outside the window again my tears my hurt My loneliness, my sadness **Where is the habit of drunkenness? You laugh, I can't see through the mirror I sigh that you don't understand my deep love and righteousness But there are thousands of pots in the world to cover up loneliness An actor enters painting and spends his whole life The vast world is light and has no worries You have never seen him cry in this lonely life, right? No need to cry, no need to ask No regrets, no pity Life is just a practice my tears my hurt My loneliness, my sadness **Where is the habit of drunkenness? You laugh, I can't see through the mirror I sigh that you don't understand my deep love and righteousness But there are thousands of pots in the world to cover up loneliness An actor enters painting and spends his whole life The vast world is light and has no worries You have never seen him cry in this lonely life, right? This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.