C300 I was wandering in the willow forest

I was wandering in the willow forest that the autumn wind blew, lonely and moved, but at the same time, my heart slipped a little sadness, with a lonely chill, like the cool wind of that late autumn night.

The past is the past, and it only occupies a short page of heaven and earth, let alone me. I am a cloud, a floating cloud that lives in space, yearning for the clear and beautiful moonlight