Evening Breeze

For some unknown reason, for a long time, I chose to talk to the wind. As time passed, it became the only frequent visitor in my heart and gradually became the only sustenance in my life. Maybe only in its world can I appear real and gain freedom. I can share the joy and loneliness in my heart with it unscrupulously without worrying that it will leave. In short, what can still appear in "Evening Breeze" is all I have. Before I prepared to write "Evening Breeze", I was full of hesitation. I don't know what kind of mentality I should have when describing this past event. I think it will be a kind of relief and expectation. I am willing to write down this past event. First, I hope it can preserve those bits and pieces forever. There is happiness and loss, but in the end it only belongs to us. The second is that I hope it will flow into the hands of the person I miss. Because I care, my life is full of ripples, which makes my heart vivid and delicate. "Evening Breeze" is painful, and "Evening Breeze" is also full of hope. During these years of walking slowly, I still believe that the human soul always needs sustenance, and the carrier of this sustenance is often not just an object, but after all, it is still a person, a living person. Because only in this way can we live in the present and live with flesh and blood and emotions. Even though there will inevitably be setbacks and failures in this life, there are always people looking forward to your appearance. I hope that when you meet the "evening breeze" in your heart in the future, you can cherish it and take good care of it. Please believe: if you stay in this world, warmth and expectation will eventually come to you, and life will always be full of fireworks! Concept: "Evening Breeze" was written when I was twenty years old. It narrates every detail of my life in the past twenty years. There is ruthlessness and resistance when one is indifferent to relatives; there is sadness and helplessness when one is betrayed by friends; there is loneliness and despair when a family member dies; there is also helplessness and indifference when one loses everything. But there are also many warm and beautiful stories, such as my parents who longed for me to come home but never showed it; my grandfather and grandmother who have always been with me and supported me; my companions who can resist the constraints of fate together with me; and there are also people who are willing to pull me out of difficult situations and be my next "night breeze". In short, everything that appears in my life is related to "Evening Breeze".