Vast Smoke and Water

I am not a popular person. The wild land surrounded by green mountains and the tiny small town as small as a bullet are my home. It's a pity that the sky is high and the road is far away, and things in this world are unpredictable. All the changes in this world always make people unable to control themselves. Since I am depressed and unhappy, what do I have to fear? When a young man flutters his clothes, shouldn't he be able to look at the flags of thousands of miles of wind? A young man's blink of an eye can create eternal thoughts!