Mood is a barometer of our joys and sorrows, sometimes like the waves of the sea, pleasure, like a naughty child, high rolled up layers of waves, like the vastness of the sea has a rhythm of the beautiful dance.
? Pessimism, the sea suppressed the rushing and raging tears, control the roar, the sea has no ups and downs, not to mention the waves, fish jumping, just as silent as the dead sea, lifeless, more like saving enough power, brewing a calm after the madness.