When it rains, it is difficult to see the stars, even if there are, they are just one or two, flickering lonely and feeling lost.
I'm never used to using those cold scientific language to explain these phenomena. I prefer warm imagination. I guess, when it rains, those stars are all wearing blue umbrellas, which are so big, but the handle of the umbrella is very short. Where can the little stars be lifted? So, just put it in the sky, and the whole person is lying inside the umbrella, singing softly. Occasionally, I will clear away the heavy clouds and glance at the world below with my flashing eyes. Perhaps, I will meet someone looking up at the sky with the same bright eyes.
Because the color of this big umbrella is exactly the same as that of the sky, what we see is only the dark blue sky, but in fact, the whole sky is handfuls of big umbrellas like flowers, next to each other, and behind each big umbrella is a star doing things alone. Or leisurely drinking star tea, or gently blowing a charming clarinet, each umbrella has a beautiful secret.
As for the exposed stars, I simply forgot to bring my umbrella out of my home behind the mountain. These little stars always have poor memories, and they don't remember until they see someone holding an umbrella in the sky: "Oh, my God! Forgot it again. " I had no choice but to stand in the sky in embarrassment, sticking out my tongue again and again, lonely and helpless. There are no other partners, only endless umbrellas, which is very boring. At this time, the most interesting game for them is to guess who is hiding in the umbrella. "Well ... here ... there!" If I guess right, the umbrella will spin happily, like a princess dancing a waltz.
This is why people can't see the stars on rainy nights, because they are holding umbrellas. If they get wet without umbrellas, it will take a long time for the stars to shine. The composition of the star 5 words 2
People sometimes feel a little love in the world, and they will be moved by it and even shed tears.
I remember that day, my mother and I traveled to Shenzhen, and it was near evening, so we found a hotel to stay. After booking the room, my mother and I walked into the elevator. I just wanted to press the button, but I felt a few uneven little things under my fingers. I let go of my hand, squatted down and looked intently. It turned out to be a few glittering and translucent dots. My curiosity was aroused, and question marks came to my mind. What is this? What is it used for? I asked my mother, "Mom, what is this?" My mother came over and looked at the place where my hand pointed. She smiled and said, "Silly boy, isn't this Braille?" I cocked my head and suddenly realized: Oh! So this is the text that blind people use their hands to perceive the world! I put my hand on the buttons again and felt their existence, just like stroking a group of lovely elves. This kind of texture is unprecedented, with a little bit of softness in hardness and a little bit of gentleness in coldness, a bit like marble with patterns, a bit like smooth and transparent glass, but in contrast, it is more lovely and delicate ... Hey? I wonder how blind people feel when they touch them? Maybe they will be happy, maybe surprised, maybe moved ... I think they will touch these lovely elves with a smile, just like me! By the way, why do designers think of putting Braille on elevator buttons? Well, it must be for the convenience of blind people. At the same time, I also realized the intention of the designers. In order to make people get the greatest convenience, they don't miss any tiny details. Somehow, my tears have overflowed, but I am smiling, and in silence, those two lines of crystal tears fall down. But it is this little love that adorns today's night sky ... "Hu Yang, why are you crying?" Mother asked with concern. "Nothing, I feel it."
at this moment, I looked out of the window at the starry sky, and a star suddenly flashed, as if it had quietly shed tears like me. The composition of the stars 5 words 3
The night fell slowly and enveloped the whole night sky in an instant. In the distance, the rolling mountains became blurred, and the two ancient, tall and big willows nearby became two tall black shadows, like the mythical King Kong. Deep in the sky, little stars are flashing, and they gather more and more, as if dancing on the blue carpet; It's like blinking again; Still like a shiny silver lamp.
The stars are listening attentively to the story of the Goddess Chang'e flying to the moon and the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl told by Moon's mother-in-law. They are so happy! The moonlight shone brightly on the earth through the wisps of veiled weiyun.
I looked at the twinkling stars all over the sky and began my endless reverie.
the stars are really beautiful. It's so elegant, although it's not as dazzling as diamonds or as delicate as gold. It comes from the inner beauty and reflects people's carefree serenity. I know there are still many stars hiding behind the clouds, and they want to quietly appear to see the world, so quiet and so soft. They seem to be very happy and keep blinking.
how interesting the stars are. It waits until the sun goes to work after work every day, radiating a bright beam in the silent starry sky for people, and it is always unwilling to stand in only one place, running from here to there for a while and from there to here for a while. It is very interesting and very happy.
the stars are also very lovely. The little stars all over the sky, they do their best to blend the bits and pieces of light together. Although they are not as brilliant as the sun and as clear as the moon, their dreamy light is sprinkled on the earth, turning the earth into a strange world and inducing people's desire to explore.
the stars are more magical. It contains a wealth of knowledge. Although it looks the same color, it is actually composed of seven colors: red, orange, yellow, green, blue, blue and purple. People will know a lot about weather, constellations and so on by observing astronomy.
soon, it was eleven o'clock in the evening, and I yawned and stretched. I looked at the stars all over the sky and suddenly thought: the stars are dedicating themselves to illuminate others every day, so isn't our teacher? We should also learn from the spirit of the stars and be a good teenager. The composition of the stars 5 words 4
The sun is very attached to the world, and refuses to go home. The night god is anxious. He pulls the sun home, takes out a curtain from a big leather bag, and covers it to the sky. It suddenly gets dark, and the smiling stars accompany the shy mother moon to replace the sun and quietly climb up the awning.
look, how beautiful the stars are! One by one, like broken gold scattered on a dark blue cloth, crystal clear and shiny, like the eyes of an urchin, and like a profound secret. How interesting the stars are! The dense stars, like buoys cast by fishermen, are shaken by the waves; It is also like the tadpole notes on the staff, shining and jumping, playing an inaudible serenade and floating in the night sky; Like countless fireflies, flying in a huge black ball, just like small light balls in the universe.
how lovely the stars are! The little star winked to say hello to me; The big stars are holding their "ears" and listening to my melodious songs; The bright star happily told me about its cordial conversation with Mother Moon last night. The dark star tells me sadly about its loneliness and loneliness.
how amazing the stars are! Astronomers who explore the mysteries of the starry sky have given many beautiful names to the stars in the sky according to the patterns composed by these stars: Swan, Andromeda and Pegasus ... It really makes people think.
Although the stars are so far away from us, they always try their best to throw bits and pieces of light into the world, which can't help but remind people of those people in Qian Qian who have contributed their light and heat to mankind as unknown as the stars. Looking at the starry sky, I deeply feel: being a man, you can't always think about yourself, you should think more about others, and you should contribute your own light and heat like stars. If everyone contributes a share of light and heat, the world will be full of love! The composition of 5 words by the stars 5
The afternoon sunshine is full of skirts, and tiny dust is swaying in the blur, rendering a golden color. There are scattered paper stars in the wishing bottle in front of the table. Although it is noon, it looks like dusk.
The mottled cork gently hugs the bottleneck and seals the secret in the bottle. Those stars, with their own patterns and colors, quietly sing their own songs. The river of years is always loaded with memories from the bottom of my heart, and my wishes are written as bright in the starry sky, shining in everyone's eyes forever. I think it is precisely because of this that everyone's memory rises to the sky, and every light and flying wish flies to the clouds, so there are stars in the sky, telling us their thoughts and desires day and night, guarding the silent night sky.
after so many years, I have dreamed countless times and fantasized about the possibilities in my life. Step by step in expectation and expectation, with dreams and waiting, I walk through every minute of my life, which is the source of my progress. I don't know what the future is, and I don't know how to meet it, so I will bravely move towards tomorrow with the most perfect expectations.
the star in the wishing bottle, you shine before my eyes day and night, and emerge with the piano melody that keeps going day and night. The little girl in the old days has grown into a charming girl, but her childhood dreams, such as a princess, a queen, a fairy, a lovely cat and a silver unicorn, a revolving wooden horse and a smiling prince, have been brewing in your heart. Thank you, in the sad season of youth, you have undoubtedly revealed your pure hope, so that I can still remember and think about it after a long time. One day, you will fly to the deep blue sky, stand as an eternal scenery, and leave my childhood dreams behind, so that those angelic thoughts can find their final destination and become the most beautiful morning star on the cloud.
gently take out a piece of pure white paper, write down the sadness and melancholy, helplessness and confusion of youth, put it into this transparent wishing bottle and fly it above the clouds. In the middle of the night without sunshine, it will shine my light, soft like moonlight.