It's an interesting topic.Whether influences mood of course.It's our rainy season,so it's in humidity.
Just right I wrote some words,It helps me cheer up again:
The world is double wet, like a swollen book, with the words overlapping the words, the symbols overlapping the symbols.The crumpled little old man is crying,I'll see how much the summer fruits you can pick.
Our bodies are wet, like old watermills in disrepair, slow and slippery, and they hardly work.
Our languages are wet, people are yelling, but the listeners are dazed, because happiness rises up to cloud with water vapor, and depression sinks down to the soil with rain.So in this weather, it is better to shut up and let the soul walk to the rain and travel.
Our thoughts are wet, like a broken circuit with blazing sparks, rising a flash of unwilling blue smoke. The headquarters that was hit by the shells collapsed, the dust was flying, the head was desperately corrupted, and the commander lost his right.
Our hearts are also drenched, as a welcome rain comes to the oasis, sucking the essence of the world, take advantage of languages failure, body failure, thoughts out of touch, nourishing the heart, and let the spirit fly.