If I were a gust of wind, I would kiss the tears left by the petals in the morning to appease their sadness;
If I were a gust of wind, I would touch the lost wheat seedlings at noon and bring them a refreshing coolness;
If I were a gust of wind, I would embrace the sunset in the evening and escort her back to her warm home safely.
If I am a gust of wind, I have a free and unrestrained soul. I will devote myself wholeheartedly to any place where I am needed and be a kind wind.