Half proposition composition Looking up at the stars, I ___

The starry sky is a book, and the countless shining stars are the magical words in this book. They are displayed in front of the world for people to read.

The starry sky is bright and the wind is gentle. When I was a child, on quiet summer nights, I would always use the sky as my curtain and the earth as my seat. I would just sit on the ground, enjoying the freshness of the summer night, listening to a pond of frogs croaking and insects chirping, and looking at the trees dotted with flowers in the distance. In the starry night sky, I read the most beautiful fairy tale. Every star is a story. The Cowherd and the Weaver Girl, Qionglou Yuyu, always appear in my dreams.

While I was reading this wonderful book, time passed by little by little. Unknowingly, I grew up and looked at the familiar starry sky. What I read was not only Just a fairy tale, it is new in my heart every day.

The sky is so vast that I can’t help but feel ashamed of my own insignificance. The universe is endless, and I can’t help but lament the shortness of life. Looking up at the stars all over the sky, big and small, that flicker and flicker, my heart skips a beat. Stars are the stars that decorate the night sky and spread their luster to the earth, whether they are famous stars or unknown stars.

Yes, the universe is infinite and life is limited, but what are the regrets? Since the development of human history, how many giants have read many mysteries of the universe from this sky studded with pearls. Aren’t the stars in front of me just their many great discoveries? They are like immortal stars in the sky. Their spirit and achievements are passed down to this day. Their treasures of wisdom illuminated people's hearts in that dark age.

After that, I loved reading the starry sky even more. Every time I see something new, it inspires me deeply, cheers me up, and sometimes brings me great comfort.

Looking up at the stars, the night sky is still deep, the stars are still bright, and the frogs in the fields are playing beautiful music.

The starry sky is a book, as vast as the sea of ??smoke. It was spread out in front of me, magical yet ordinary, profound yet simple. I've been reading it since I was little until today.

It should be endless. I will keep reading forever, and I will gain a lot...