A poem expressing unwillingness and helplessness

Pull up the mountain and share the anger with the world. Bad times never die. What can I do without dying? I'm afraid I'm afraid I can't do anything!

I give my heart to the moon, but the moon shines on the ditch!

There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind.

Who had expected this life, the heart is in Tianshan, and the old is in Cangzhou.