This is probably the product of my whim. To put it simply, I just wrote it when I wanted to. I can't say whether it will be a trap or not. Anyway, this is the result after convulsions. Below:
The morning breeze chases the sun and the east clouds accompany it
The wind passes through the clouds and the path is dispersed
Unexpectedly, the wind and clouds will follow
We always depend on each other when the wind rises and the clouds rise
PS: This is father and son, father and son, don't like to stray in by mistake!