What's the experience of skydiving?

On the last day of 20 13, I parachuted in San Diego, the southernmost part of the United States, and with an American girl, it was sunny at 13000ft. All the feelings are as follows, please try to imagine. My mind went blank and I began to play a tragic farewell scene.

With the buoyancy of the air, I feel lucky as a feather. I take a big step and deliberately step on the air. Like throwing a pot of water in Alaska, I poured my life out and concentrated it in an instant. At this moment, I became a steel ball thrown from the leaning tower of Pisa, and my consciousness experienced zero speed in the direction of gravity, and the horizontal direction was blocked by all kinds of sadness. This is an indescribable moment when the senses burst, as if the whole body was stabbed, kicked, massaged, scalded by boiling water, chilled by ice cubes, kissed and touched at the same time. How to describe this? I can only shout.

After this moment, you can't even shout, because the wind is actually drilling into the crack. Once you open your mouth, it can roll in from your upper mouth and then rush out from your lower mouth. I feel difficult to breathe, just like my nose is crushed and blocked by a huge wind. The coach seems to shout something behind me, but I can't hear anything except the wind. That's a wind that can be accurately described by the Chinese character "bang", and that's all I heard. I feel my heart is about to be ripped out by the acceleration of gravity. Ten meters square per second is such a concept.

It is pulling my heart, running all the way. I feel the earth coming against my face, hugging each other across the atmosphere with open arms, eager to kiss, and getting closer every second. The sea is blue, the earth is thirsty, and the houses are unremarkable. After maintaining this state for more than 40 seconds, I began to wonder whether I was landing or floating, until the parachute opened, the wind stopped abruptly and the surroundings immediately quieted down. Landing like a seagull, it feels good to be down to earth. Sleeping in bed at night still feels like I'm in the air and I can hear the wind.