Write poems around souls bathed in the sun

Sometimes I am very tired and just want to stop and have a rest. Sometimes I feel sad and don't know where the future is. Sometimes it's annoying, because the work is complicated, sometimes it's angry, complaining = I can't see hope. I used to have a lot on my mind, and my wrinkles were full of vicissitudes. I am in the embrace of nature and let my heart bathe in the bright sunshine. Tiredness turned into passion, and I sang to the mountains. Sadness turns into a gurgling stream, and happiness flows all the way. Trouble has disappeared, only boundless refreshing. Anger turns into gratitude, and hardship sublimates into wings. The warmth of sunshine makes angry birds grow into the pillars of the motherland.