The breeze blows in your face. Modern poetry

The breeze blows in your face,

Your hair dances with the wind;

How haggard your beautiful face is,

In the wind, I always have a lot of ideas about the trivia of life.

The breeze blows in your face,

A burst of warmth hits you like a spring breeze;

How self-abased you are, the firm belief you lost in life,

Once again, I was encouraged and vowed to go forward bravely in life.

The breeze blows in your face,

In silence, there is always a silent medium, like a breeze, silently dedicated to us;

How melancholy you are,

Please don't be sad and ignore the concern and concern of the seemingly smiling people around you.

The breeze blows in your face,

Life is often bitter first and then sweet, and it is as sweet as feeling the breeze;

But how ignorant you are, why are you at a loss when you encounter immediate difficulties?

You know, only when you dare to face challenges in life can you be complacent and smile.

……

The breeze blows in your face,

Always quietly, gently blowing through your face;

It blows gently and slowly to you again and again,

What can't be blown away is its comfort to you and a new test of your life!