In the wind and rain, we always come and go in a hurry, but we have long forgotten that we are always in the wind and rain, and we have never thought of stopping our tired feet to feel a table of nectar sent by heaven, waiting for us horses

In the wind and rain, we always come and go in a hurry, but we have long forgotten that we are always in the wind and rain, never thought of stopping our weak feet to feel a table of nectar sent by heaven, and when we rushed to the end without stopping, we knew our feet, and our bodies had been subjected to the pressure of not being able to bear