When night falls
I stood on the steps and listened;
There are stars in the garden.
I stood in the dark.
Listen, a star fell to the ground!
Don't walk barefoot on this grass,
My garden is full of fragments of stars.
Poetry Reading-Stars (Meow)
It's getting dark. Standing on the doorstep, I feel the darkness spreading from the horizon. I looked up and saw the stars in the dark. The stars are so dense that they are scattered on the dark blue curtain. You squeeze me, I squeeze you, blink. I listened attentively, as if I heard their laughter because of the crowd.
Listening, it seems that I heard a shrill cry. Look, it's a meteor! Probably because their garden space is limited, the stars are always tired when they are noisy, and they will fall down if they are not careful. It turns out that meteors come like this, and the stars are free, running and cheering.
The meteor flashed across the sky in an instant, leaving a shining track, which was a lot of footprints left by it when it ran.
One, two ... many, many, many, they used up all their life energy every time they landed, and finally they landed on the grass and broke into pieces of crystals. I am quietly guarding this grassland, reminding my friends to be careful when walking on the grass, and be careful not to step on them and disturb the sleep of the stars.
# Son, as soon as you were born, dad took you to see the stars, told you stories about the stars on the roof, in the wild and by the sea, and decorated your dreams with stars. #