Poems about the stars in the sky

1. If there is an afterlife, I want to be a string of stars all over the sky and turn them into eternity without joys and sorrows. Half peacefully in the soil, half flying in the wind, very silent and proud, never relying on or looking for it.

Take a deep breath, the fragrance of flowers and fresh air are refreshing. This is probably the simplest happiness!

In July, the sky is full of stars. Flowers covered the whole of vilen, a piece of white. In such a blooming season, you and I, my respectable and lovely friends, gather in this sea of flowers.