The Spring Water Has Passed, but the Summer Rain Has Not yet Cooled Down

The smoke and clouds of the past are like spring water, and the dead are like this; the expectations of the future are full of longing, and the summer rain has not yet cooled down. Su carries the spring breeze, but who would have expected that the spring breeze will not overcome the disaster. The hope of a bouquet of flowers carries a person's path. When the spring breeze blows, hope writes the years. I become a passerby. These are the notes of a passerby.