I turned on the fan in the house,
enjoying the cool breeze.
I opened the window,
I wanted the scenery to slip in from the outside.
Suddenly,
a strong wind blew in,
and blew away the wanton cool breeze.
I think,
It turns out that the wind can also be blown away by the wind.
The night before yesterday, when I turned on the fan and opened the window, I wrote a poem that inspired me. Although the logic is boring, I find it really interesting.