I can't help looking up.
I have never seen such a shining starry sky. Only a dazzling white light, like scales in the sun, flashed in the air. It's just that the light is different. It seems to show off and blink. There is a bright moon in the bright star sea, just like a child's cracked mouth next to candy, smiling happily.
In the dead of night, there is no figure on the grassland. Between heaven and earth, it seems that we are the only ones left, full of stars. The stars and the moon complement each other, just like in a dream. They are very densely gathered together to form one wonderful pattern after another.
"Look, how smart I am!" They are laughing.
"Look, how smart I am!" They cheered.
Every star is bright, but it is far away. Many of them are galaxies. In my telescope, the bright spot suddenly changed shape. The color is bright outside and dark inside, like a halo. Every star is like a ripe fruit, hanging quietly in the horizon: the fruit carries seeds; Smile at me like a fairy in a white gauze. What's the secret? I can't help reaching out to touch it.
but I cannot do it. They are too far away from me. I just stare at the Milky Way that people have been longing for since ancient times. It has never been so sacred in my heart. It took away the troubles and burdens that have been bothering me these days and immersed me in the washing of the holy spring. Everything else does not exist for the time being, only the yearning for it and the stability and joy of the soul.
In addition to the Milky Way, there is a bright moon, and the sweet light shines on the earth and on me. . . . . . It suddenly occurred to me that I had never seen such a star when I was in town. Every night, it's not the conversation between the stars and the moon, but the noise of vehicles. Black smoke, dark clouds and bright street lamps, this is a black city. Whenever I see the moon struggling out of the clouds, I always think with regret and exhaustion: when can I see the real starry sky!
Unexpectedly, here, I finally realized my dream of hours. In the early days of the moon and stars, Yuan Ye was strangely quiet, and I seemed to hear the moon and stars singing and laughing.
Kant once said: "There are two things in the world that deeply shock people's hearts: one is the lofty moral standards in our hearts, and the other is the splendid starry sky above our heads." Yes, stars never consider whether others can see or not, and admire their own brilliance. It's always glowing. One day, even millions of years after its death, people can see its light. It is these restless stars that make up the shining silver Tianhe.
Under this wonderful and moving starry sky, I can't help but admire. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Seek praise and adoption.