Night feeling

Night feeling

The gentle night is immersed in everything, and everything is turned into this faint night, and the silent night glows with its own infinite charm.

Night is magical; night is mysterious; night is lonely.

From the thick night, a little green, I reached out and grabbed it. Spreading the palm of your hand, the green is in the middle of the palm of your hand, suddenly itching, and let it go. It slowly drifted into the grass, then one, two, three. Seven or eight bright spots flashed in the grass, with a slight light, according to their own world, I fantasized in my head, but my heart is full of doubts? How many years of evolution will take place to breed such a miraculous life. It is small, arguably insignificant, but it has this irreplaceable value of life, and it can only be seen in this deep night, far-reaching time.

Quietly walking on the path at night, there is endless darkness in front of you, such as silk weaving, such as ink dyeing. I am reluctant to turn on the flashlight, and I am reluctant to destroy this beautiful moonlight. What is hidden in this endless darkness? In the endless darkness, it seems that anyone is looking at me. Reaching out, I can feel the soul dancing with it. In the illusion, in the dream...

Thousands of worlds, trees are accompanied by birds, water is accompanied by fish, and the sun is accompanied by the world. Only this deep night, no stars, no friends. listen! The night is crying alone; you listen! The night is singing alone; look! Night dances in the wind. Is it? In this endless night, is it only me who is with you?

At night, I put on a soft silk dress, and the cool breeze blowing the soft clothes belt, extending my hands and opening my arms. The moonlight that cools in the autumn is falling down the sky and fainting the earth. Take a deep breath and relax your body. The fog at night slowly descended, and the soft leaves stretched out the delicate grass tips to warmly welcome the gifts of the night. The huge ice trays scattered in the quiet moonlight into the mist. The dew on the tip of the leaf draws a few cold moonlights, and puts on the crystal tulle, shimmering, shining silver, and immersing in the moonlight. The refreshing air is as cool as a sprite. The soft silver light slid through the fingertips with the cool breeze, and it stunned in the basin. The soft moonlight flutters toward the treetops, and the huge tree shadows are cast on the white walls with the shadows, and the elegant fresh ink paintings come into view. The leaves are falling, and the yellow leaves are light and the butterfly is usually accompanied by silver light. It is quietly gone on this beautiful moonlight, although it is beautiful, but it is also peaceful.

The burning skyline of the West releases the last rays of light to declare war on the night, and a cloud across the east and west of the sky lingers in the sky and dances like a dragon. Inside the dragon's body, a beautiful arc is slowly appearing. The thin cloud of soft yarn covers the beautiful body, but still can not stop the amazing charm, the beautiful curve is in the faint, light soft light. That is the heart of the dragon. It is the eyes of the night. At that moment, countless pieces of soft silk are released, and this gorgeous moonlight is woven, and my heart is captured. I am bathed in your brilliance and feel your caress like a lover. I am dumping at your feet, my heart begins to surrender for you, and your chaste face is adorned with incomprehensible elegance. The gorgeous words are so pale and powerless in front of you, your beauty is silent beauty, you can't describe the beauty in words.

Under the starry sky, staring at the intoxicated sky, the bright little stars are shining, and the soul has the desire to rush out. I don't want to stay in a body and be imprisoned. Roaming in the sky is the attribution of it.

Third day: Guo Lilu