Why do you feel that standing on the rooftop and looking out, it feels very quiet and I like it very much?

I will leave this familiar environment, everything will be released, and I have no feeling of relief in my heart. After eating with everyone, my heart gradually became uneasy, and an indescribable sense of anger oozed from my heart, just like sweat particles that could not be stopped in a hot summer day. I try to control my emotions, and I don't want to influence others, knowing that they are innocent. How can I talk to them in a mean tone because of my anger and make them feel unhappy? I told myself I couldn't do this. I wanted to quietly avoid the people around me and stay alone for a while, but although the world here is big, there is no place for me to be quiet and alone. There's nothing I can do about ... ............., I want to go to the rooftop. It should be quiet at night. I went to the roof with hope. I am glad for my choice. The roof was empty and didn't let me down. I stood there quietly looking at the surrounding buildings, which immediately gave me another feeling. Standing at the top of the Pearl Tower should feel the same as this time, right? I tried to embrace the wind with open arms, and all I heard was the rustle of the wind and clothes, and nothing else. The flood of light is really beautiful and breathtaking. Usually the lights make me miss. This time, it reminds me of when it snows. When it snows, I like to walk barefoot on the land with thick snow, so that I can really feel the cold from the soles of my feet to the top of my head. I miss the heavy snow falling all over my body, and the particles of snow are all over my body. You can obviously compare me with the half-coiffed man in The Old Man Fishing in the Cold River-Snow. It doesn't snow very much in the south, so we can't always feel this special feeling. I began to like Korea. Friends often say that the snow there usually melts in two weeks, and sometimes it rains all winter, so that it doesn't melt for a year. The snow he wrote was deeply imprinted in my heart, and I was fascinated by it from then on. It's just a pity that I didn't have the opportunity to experience it there; I like falling pear blossoms, which naturally land in the noise. Sometimes a few naughty petals just stay on my shoulders or in my clothes and hair. This feeling is great, but there are no blue clothes and hot springs next to it. This is really a great regret in my life. I thought for a moment. ............. tried to lie down. The sky suddenly appeared in front of my eyes. Heaven was very close to me, and I was so close to heaven. People who live in heaven must be very happy and happy. If not, why does the sun have a smiling face, the moon smiles and the stars blink? If I go to heaven, will I be as happy as them? Touching my heart, I asked myself. Can I think of anything else besides these? I tried to ask the moon that slipped into the clouds. It told me in the cloud: If fantasy can make you happier, please be bold and unrestrained. For a long time, the moon never came out. Are you afraid to disturb my fantasy? I have the confidence to encourage myself to be a woman with dreams, even if everything is an illusion.