Spring breeze, spring rain, spring thunder, Chunyang

Spring is cloudy and changeable.

The wind, passing gently, with a burst of fragrance, if there is no land, the ethereal. Suddenly, it seems that the strength has increased, and the wind is roaring.

The lightning passed away and the silence of the sky was broken. "Hey, hehe...", a thunder came and it turned out that the sky in the clear sky now has a downpour. The raindrops are woven diagonally, like a sword that pokes straight into the chest, and then passes through the body and then comes out from the inside. The raindrops are not merciless at all, I don’t know how much blood is flowing in the earth, and the blood has stained the whole world. I don’t know how long the rain has been going on. Gradually, there are only a few raindrops left, just like walking alone in the world.

Soon, the sun was covered, and he escaped from the dark hell and regained his freedom. The light is once again lit up, shining the whole earth. Warm sunlight enveloped the entire land.

Third day: ink