The poem "Talking to yourself when you are uncomfortable"

When I am alone, my heart is crying. Loneliness is only a person's sadness, but it is everyone's pain.

Smoke brings dust to wine, which makes you cold, sad, happy or drunk, and leaves grudges with the wind.

Everyone is sad, helpless and indifferent sometimes, and music is the best way for us to express our feelings. Please bring sadness into the music bit by bit.