When you first cross the phase, you will know Ouyang

That night, Lin Hainan and his party rested early after dinner.

The scenery at night is different from the daytime, when the soft moonlight envelops the earth, there is a little more hazy beauty, and the night sky is also because of the embellishment of stars, so that the sky becomes more beautiful and charming, and the dark and dreary night seems to be heavily smeared on the sky, not even the glimmer of the stars.

The earth was already asleep, and the deserted streets were silent except for the gentle breeze blowing, except for the occasional barking of a dog or two. Dusk, the sunset has its last afterglow, creating eternal beauty, leaving it in the memory of people returning from afar, forming eternal beauty memories.

When the sunset burns half of the sky, the people on the beach are swimming, collecting shells, and laughing, so that the joy here rises like the waves.

Summer swept away the last clouds of the night. There is only a bright moon left in the impoverished sky, and when I widen my eyes, I can faintly see a few stars emitting a dim light, which is the so-called "moon star rare".

The night was clear, the dark sky was dotted with stars, and they blinked mischievously, peeping at the secrets of the world. Occasionally, a meteor streaks across the night sky, adding a bit of vibrancy to the silent night.

How beautiful the early winter night is! It's beautiful to go from a crescent moon to a plate. After a while, the stars and Sister Moon played hide and seek, it was really chasing stars without a trace, and the moon shadow was gone!

At this time, Lin Hainan sat alone on the side of the boat, looking at this unique night sky alone, and couldn't help but think of his home, where the night sky is as picturesque as here.

Lo and behold, the clear sky is inlaid with shining crystals, and you know that it is the stars. The vast sky was like a huge screen, and those little stars were embedded in the blue screen like jewels. From time to time, they blinked, as if they were peering into the earth!

The sky is getting darker. As the sun set, in the midst of the noise, the night fell silently, on the transparent and clean window panes in front of me. At this moment, outside the window, because of the fall of night, it looks hazy under the dim lights of the park.

The sky was dotted with sparkling stars, like the Milky Way paved with fine quicksand, reclining on the cyan sky. The earth has fallen asleep. Except for the gentle breeze blowing, except for the occasional barking of a dog or two, the deserted streets are silent.

In this beautiful night, I walked slowly along the soft sand along the seashore.

The sea water gently caresses the soft sand, making a gentle brushing sound. The late sea breeze is fresh and cool. In his heart, there was indescribable excitement and happiness.

The moon at night is a veiled beauty, with bright eyes and bright teeth, bright and elegant, standing on the path, as if covered with a silver veil. The black sky is so deep that it is frightening, is it really more beautiful than the legendary Chang'e? I don't know, but the meteor that once fell knows.

The moon was shining brightly, and it seemed to have the ambition to illuminate the whole sky, and the stars seemed to be filtered out, and if you didn't look closely, you couldn't find its shadow, and behold, it was blinking at me, and I really wanted to ask it: Are you winking at me?

There was a sultry humidity in the air, like a fog. The faint light of the lighthouse in the distance made the night even quieter. From time to time, a cicada chirped in my ears, and in the midst of this scene, I felt as if it was a crisp and pleasant little song, composing the charm of this night.

At night in the mountain village, the surroundings are so quiet, bringing a few mysterious colors to the village with few lights. In the grass by the river, there will occasionally be a few happy frog chirping, or occasionally a few whispers of insects, as if it is a serenade played by nature for us, which makes people feel refreshed.

The moonlight was hazy, as if through a layer of mist, scattered and deserted. The pale moonlight makes people feel desolate, looking at the moonlight that is no longer like water, the tenderness that passes through the mood spreads like a mist, lingers for a long time, and finally drifts away in an impatient sigh......

The night is quietly coming, the crescent moon outside the window is like a hook, the summer insects are crisp, and a few stars are accompanied by the twinkling cold moon. The light breeze swept by, rolling up the past, and the dim lights on the bustling streets reflected my haggard cheeks.

Reaching out and touching the light, it was an illusion that could not be saved, as if the memory of the past could not be recovered. There is also a beautiful moon hidden in the summer night sky. The moon is like a shy girl, and her bright moonlight shines brightly on the world.

The sun has long been hidden, and the moon has not yet come out. The night, like a wide curtain, quietly opened, covering the mountains and rivers. For a moment, the mountains in the distance, the houses and trees in the vicinity, all changed from clear to blurred. High in the sky, the stars jumped out one by one, so many, so bright, and so far away.

The night is deep, and the beautiful moon is swimming in the sky. The children's laughter is gone, but the lights are bright, what are people doing? People are eating moon cakes while admiring the moon. The moon seems to have magical power, and even the restless hearts of children are quiet. The old people are looking at the moon and silently making wishes in their hearts.

The bright orange glass roof under the trees can be seen, and a mist rises from the gorge. A secluded lilac bush, the flowers have not yet bloomed, immersed in the moonlight. All the flowers, wet with dew, can be neatly divided among each other.

Light and shadow mingle like that on the O Path, as if they were not made up of trees and roads, but rather transparent houses dangling around.

The night sky, with the bright moon and the twinkling stars, gave me an unrequited imagination. The black, blue, black and blue sky is like a piece of paper, and those blinking stars are like beautiful flowers, and like a bright lamp, lying quietly on this black, blue, black and blue paper.

The night is like a huge net, slowly pulling the whole sky from all directions, splashing ink free and happy. The red faded, leaving a black and white scene on the horizon, silently and peacefully waiting for the night to come.

There is no sorrow, no despair. It is a kind of indifference, a kind of serenity, and a kind of sunset......

In the quiet night sky, the stars in the sky are playing with each other, and the little blinking eyes seem to be looking at all kinds of interesting and beautiful scenery on the earth! The moon girl came late, and shyly pulled a headscarf and covered her face. The stars and the moon seem to be the guardians of the night sky.

The stars are sometimes grouped into groups, sometimes like a "" word, sometimes like an umbrella.

On summer nights, the stars twinkle brightly, one, two, three. Flickering, like mischievous, childish, yet mysterious, intelligent eyes. They seemed to see us and played the game of "Hidden Cat" with us.

Their dexterous bodies, hiding in Tibet, disappear from time to time, dazzle us.

The night is thickening, and there are more and more "bright lights" in the sky.

And the real lights in all parts of the city are also lit up one after another, especially the lights on the hillside around the harbor, reflected in the blue sea from mid-air, swaying and flickering with the waves, like a string of flowing pearls, and the stars that are densely covered in the sky reflect each other, which is very beautiful.

The night was already very deep, and there were few people on the streets, only when the playful people returned by the moonlight after playing eight rounds of mahjong excitedly, they brought some gentle footsteps to the silent path. The dogs raised by the farmer also hid in a comfortable nest to rest at this time.

Only when a suspicious voice appeared, did he suddenly leap out of the darkness and wake up his owner with a high-spirited bark.

Looking up at the starry sky, the stars blink mystically and pose in various shapes. Lo and behold, the constellation of Lyra resembles the harp, an ancient musical instrument, and when you see it, you feel like you have heard simple and elegant music;

The Aquila constellation resembles an eagle with its wide wings flapping as if soaring, the Pegasus constellation resembles a galloping horse, and the Swan constellation Virgo Signifer Constellation...... Ah, I can't count them!

The moon hangs high in the sky, set off by the black sky behind it, so it becomes unusually bright. It's like a shining electric lamp hanging in the night. Looking at the few stars around it, aren't they the colorful gems set in this black sky? There are moons and stars in the sky, and street lamps on the ground, doesn't this make for a beautiful picture?

Night fell, and the sky grew darker, and the moon with a ring of gold finally rose!

Suddenly, at that moment, the color of the moon became lighter, lighter, and whiter! She rose proudly and tall. She was so round and lovely, so pure and quiet, like a silver jade plate reflecting silver light!

In the night, what trees on both sides of the path are so towering into the clouds, oh, almost stepping on the plane blossoms like trumpets, smelling the fragrance of flowers more and more intense, stepping into the quiet grove, my body and mind are already far away in the clouds.

It was as if I had become a tree, breathing with the trees around me, but I was just a passer-by at night, a hurried passer-by. Then I traveled through the infinite forest of time......

Lin Hainan thought quietly......

The cold wind came towards him with a bit of rage, and the wind blew on his face like a knife cutting his face, and the pain was incomparable. In the dark of night, there was no one on the street, or there seemed to be the faint sound of cars speeding past and the asphalt road in the distance, or the flickering street lamp, as if it was also shivering in the cold wind, or maybe it was also going to sleep, just making the last struggle—napping.

In this way, Lin Hainan entered a sweet sleep in such a night.

The next day, Lin Hainan got up early in the morning.

When he got up, he found that the girl he had seen yesterday and the old fisherman had already gotten up and were drying their nets by the river.