I stood on the top of the mountain and stood still, looking at the blank space in my mind! The wind on the top of the mountain is like the roar of the sea. The wind is coming, the thoughts in my mind are bursting, and the waves are unstoppable memories! I don't have a wonderful story, but my mind can't withstand the invasion of the dark night. Whenever I think of ordinary experiences in the past, I can't help but follow the clues, pick up the fragments scattered in the corners, and then bury them in my heart!