I Think I Am the Sea

My heart is like a soft beach, with messy steps. There are some joys and sorrows in the past that always come back. The more people grow up, the harder it seems to understand each other; people are too sensitive, and their lives are rich but troubled. Who is lonely but does not look forward to a dream companion, relying on each other and knowing each other, and loving each other beautifully and warmly. No matter how many achievements you have made, they will never be complete without anyone to share them with; if there is no one to comfort you, you will still feel sore after suffering. I think I am the sea, the sea in winter. My mood is swaying with the wind. The expectation rises and the helplessness ebbs, and my brows wrinkle. I think I am the sea, the quiet deep sea. Not everyone understands that even a small stone can make me surge when my mind is knocked open. This is my first time writing, please give me some advice.