Write a 200-word composition about the weather and the dialogue between people.

M: I would like to use the most gorgeous words in the world to describe the war between us. It is more magnificent than all great wars, and it is another pioneering work of our human beings to use wisdom.

Weather Your Majesty: No, you are wrong. I am not a madman who stands in your way, nor am I an irrational thug.

Man: But everything you do is a challenge to us.

Weather Majesty: No, a long time ago, the Lord of all things sent me here to create you and show you the outermost layer of the truth of the world, that is, the way to survive in the storm.

Man: If you explain it this way, we will have the truth, and we will be free from any control.

Weather Your Majesty: You are wrong again. You never beat me, not even a little snowstorm.

Man: You must be crazy. Did you forget our plane? Also, I can't place my own buildings at will, and I can have whatever I want.

Weather Your Majesty: Idiot! Well, if you don't insist on seeing this as a war, you will have lost. I can kill you with the desert, waste gas and sewage you left behind as weapons.

Man: We have incredibly hard steel!

Weather Majesty: Only if you think so, even you have to rely on me to survive, not to mention those stupid things, yours will only be destroyed!

Man: Just kidding, we know how to live!

Weather Your Majesty: You are joking. Take your civilization as a joke if you like. I told you, you don't even understand the outermost truth.

M: Then what do you mean by truth?

The weather is majestic: I have no right to disclose it, but I can tell you that only those who are willing to accept the truth will have the truth.