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Putting on the mysterious clothes of night, the nature of staying day and night seems ready to show off.

The constant flow of traffic on the street and the ever-changing dazzling neon lights all look so charming. Red, orange, yellow, green, blue and purple compete for beauty, opening another curtain of life.

People in the city are lucky. Their nightlife is rich and colorful, including movie culture, bar culture, coffee culture, football culture, karaoke culture, couple culture... Whether it’s culture or garbage, it’s tasteless after all. The world is diverse.

Yes, why aren’t the public more tolerant?

In ancient times, lovers met romantically and implicitly. "On the willow branches above the moon, people meet after dusk." The gentle night light reflected the lover's eyes like the autumn water in a cold pond, icy and clear.

Where is such beautiful scenery now?

People in the city are helpless. Their joy is easy to disperse, and their appearance is easy to age. The scenery remains the same, but their mood has changed.

The taste must be bland. After tasting all the delicacies, it may not be as delicious as the wild game.

It’s hard to find stars in the city’s night sky. Is it because the sky is too high or my eyesight is too low?

The night view of the city is alluring. Everyone is awake but I am drunk alone. It is like a dream, like lightning, like an illusion but also real.

"Yesterday was like that flowing water in the east, which can't flow away from me. Today, it disturbs my heart. I'm so worried..." A well-dressed, 1.7-meter-tall young man with an infatuated look on his face was walking staggeringly at the entrance of a certain university.

On the avenue, I sang Huang An's "New Mandarin Duck and Butterfly Dream" at the KTV across the street while walking.

While talking, he sat down next to a street lamp, "Xiaojing, Xiaojing, where are you? Don't leave, don't leave me, don't leave me..." The man continued to murmur, which should be said to himself.

At this time, several male college students passed by and saw the man. They all looked at the man in surprise, and then walked over.