He had fallen into this quagmire and was unable to extricate himself. Doom and misfortune always enveloped him, and warmth no longer existed. The sun couldn't penetrate the treetops until the smoke of the summer night pulled him out of his confusion and gave him the light he longed for. But the smoke will eventually dissipate, leaving only the tender memories.
Concept: From my personal experience after this year's high school entrance examination