Step by step, there is a breeze blowing around me from time to time. At this time, the wind is soft. At this time, the sun is also warm. After beginning of spring, the spring after the fright was a little less cold and a little more gentle, and the winter cold dissipated.

The soft lines of spring brushed past me, leaving long and thin shadows behind me and spots under the peach trees beside me. Cherry blossoms, Spring Festival, rape blossoms and spring are all certain and have never been absent. Slowly, the sun became more and more shy, and suddenly it quietly hid behind the mountain. At this time, the setting sun is also brilliant, swimming around, passing through the hair tips, falling on the shoulders, warm in the heart ...

The nights in March are not so cold. The shallow night of the Milky Way makes people can't bear to break this tranquility. The lights on both sides of the road are on, and the dim lights fall gently, adding another color to the darkness.

I like spring nights. On an ordinary day, the soft moonlight, like the light snow in early winter and November, falls on my hair, and everything I see is clear. I like this silence, I like it to come to my heart, but it is inexplicably moved. I like this kind of light, its clarity is so gentle but just right, crawling gently on my hair tips, like running water, quietly surrounding me, so beautiful that I suffocate. The air is only filled with the smell of wind and the faint fragrance of rice …

The night is deeper, the stars are brighter, the small animals that feed at night wake up, and the night becomes quieter. I look at the high starry sky, hoping that I can become a big fish, breathe fireworks in the misty rain, and breathe natural coolness. ...

I especially like Lin's sentence, "I look at the bright physique of the sun and want to distinguish its gorgeous colors and chase its seamless flow." Then I like the night sky and hope to follow its direction. I will always be the child who counts the stars.

Close your eyes and feel the spring breeze. When I looked up, I saw the stars all over the sky, mysterious and unpredictable, and I didn't know what was going on. With a direction, but confused, with a goal, but hesitant. I like the starry sky very much, and I envy the little prince for having his own little star and happiness, but the lonely little prince has to watch sunsets 44 times a day.

I like Roland's description of the night sky: "When you count the stars, the night quietly fills the space. The sky is getting dark, You Lan. Stars are scattered in the depths of black and blue, and you can't count how many. It seems that just when the first few stars smiled at you, a large group of others came while you were unprepared, immediately grabbed their positions and showed off their opportunities to you. The stars twinkle and shine, just like Tchaikovsky's harp, which is good at weaving fantasy.

So, you and your partner also compromise, calm down and concentrate on watching the stars. Imagine that one of the stars belongs to you, or that there is a star that can hold your wishes. Imagine that someone you miss or admire is the embodiment of one of the brightest stars. Imagine that accidental meteor is the last light of extraordinary life. Imagine that stars and stars are also neighbors, and there are also contacts, love and parting. I also imagine that the change of stars on different days symbolizes some change of fate. "

Looking up at the stars, my eyes seem to be full of stars. The bottomless night sky is not dim at all.

How long has it been since you saw the stars?

Maybe it's too busy, maybe the city is too crowded; Maybe it's too dark, and we haven't looked up at the starry sky for a long time. In this era when the air is not fresh, I have been lucky enough to see several stars, and I have also been lucky enough to meet the stars on the ground-fireflies. However, I don't think I will see you again. ...

However, there are no stars in Wuhan. Walking on the road at night and looking up at the night sky, I always feel that something is missing. My friend suddenly said, "We can't see the stars here, but we can see the stars all over the sky in my hometown ..." Yes, the night in Wuhan is only dark ... Although this small county is not as prosperous as a big city, it has a unique starry sky. Although it is not row upon row, it is unique in the tranquility of spring.

Little by little, the road is integrated with the night sky. Stars twinkle in the sky, paving an endless road. ...