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When I was young, my favorite summer night was the stars.

In the summer night, the sky is clear and the stars are shining from time to time, and the cool breeze is blowing. I came to the yard to cool down, and I saw the stars twinkle in the sky. I couldn't help but count the stars. "One, two, three..." I saw a strong interest in seeing the stars.

The stars in the sky are like a big family, and every member of the star family has their own unique skills. The little stars greeted me with their eyes open. The big stars listened to me singing with their ears, and the bright stars told me that they and the moon last night. Sister's playful scene.

The sparkling little stars, like a pair of diamonds, each star's shape is so unique, so beautiful. I really want to fly into the sky, fly into the world of stars, and see how nature has made him so beautiful.

The little stars, like the broken silver sprinkled on the blue cloth, are crystal clear. The flickering, like the eyes of a naughty doll, contains secrets of ulterior motives. The small stars are arranged in an orderly manner in the sky, like the notes on the staff, shining, jumping, turning into invisible melody floating in the air.

Looking at the beautiful stars, I remembered what my grandmother said: "How many people are there on the ground, how many stars there are in the sky. Everyone has their own stars, the stars of good people are bright, the stars of bad people are dark." Be sure to be a kind-hearted person, let my star shine, and selfless dedication to the world.

Xinjiang Changji four small sixth grade: I am a cf master