First perspective of this article
In a windless place, there is someone waiting for you to come home
Happy people are always similar, unhappy people are each unhappy in their own way
They all say that life will bring spring and scenery ten thousand times, beauty and hope, but for me, life is the source of all suffering. My life is gloomy. I am the ultimate pessimist. In every silence, my life seems to be being destroyed.
Intention: Withered wood comes spring, I meet you