"I am Mian, a dead man. By the Naihe Bridge, waiting for the dandelion to blow over, waiting for the impossible possibility, waiting for the rain to fall from the sea into the clouds, waiting for the wind to blow up the moon, waiting for his response in the dream. I am Mian, and I am waiting for a person named Dandelion. I miss him very much, but he does not miss me."
Intention: Good!