Ten years of grinding wind, broken bones, cold windows, is it the distortion of human nature, or the loss of morality, what is the meaning of searching for meaningless propositions, I don't understand, but my generation... Opened the history book, I bowed my head and thought, my life is no longer up to me, tied in the forest, longing for freedom, waiting for the wind to sing and the snow to fall. Let me give you the ending and never want to return to the place of my dreams!
Intention: To purify one's mind, the collision of reason and emotion