-Flowing ink and clouds
The sky is tense,
Tighten the rope, so
I need to ask a passerby what he thinks.
The sky is getting dark, in the eyes of the stars.
Whether there is still the light of the past.
This poem, in the eyes of many people, may be ignorant and lack logic, but I personally think that poetry can jump out of the meaning level of language and only intercept emotions. This poem goes like this. Although logically unreasonable, emotionally speaking, it is consistent. I used it to express my nervous, helpless and disoriented mood during that time.