Love under the stars

I love the beauty of meteors, fleeting moments are evocative and sighing. On a quiet night, when the stars loomed in the sky, I walked into the hazy night, hoping to escape from the noise of the world for a while. My eyes were a little wet when I looked at me, and it was only then that I realized that the world was too disgusting, and I wanted to let my thoughts fly alone under this starry night sky for a long time. When I was a child, my mother told me the story of a shooting star, and there was a beautiful legend in it. My mother told me that the loss of a life means the loss of a life. I was a little scared, and every time I saw a meteor streak across the sky, I couldn't help but cry. Later, my mother told me that each meteor represents a wish, and my mother said not to be afraid of the fate of the meteor, because it will make people's wishes come true. Since then, I have come to love shooting stars, and in a quiet mountain village, I stand in the yard every night, looking at the beautiful stars from afar, hoping for the appearance of shooting stars. When a meteor flashes across the night sky with its silver-white tail, I make a small wish. It was also at this time that my sentimental thoughts were comforted, a great consolation to me. I don't know how many nights and how many meteors make my little wishes continue to fly to the sky, and each meteor has left a beautiful fairy tale in my childhood mind. I was looking for my desires, looking for my ideals in the world of shooting stars, and I grew up day by day, and I became melancholy and silent. I began to use silence to dispel the troubles of the world, and I understood the helplessness of the world. For me, the mundane world is always more distressed than happy, fame and fortune more than ordinary, and desire more than indifferent. In the helpless world, meteors grow up with me, and only meteors understand my heart. I'm a natural ideamaker, and I'm too idealistic and I hate all kinds of ugliness and squalor. Naturally nurtured me and educated me, I began to experience life with my heart and comprehend philosophy. I am the son of nature, and I also have all kinds of worries about love, hate, parting, and separation. Now I have the days of youth, I have the years of flowers, I long for love, my love is going on in my meteor years. I fell in love with a beautiful girl who had the same melancholy and flowery years as I did. I told her that I love her, that I only love her as a girl, and her heart was touched by me, and since then there has been a shadow under the night sky, and I have seen the stars in the sky with me, and I will tell her the same story, the same legend, and we will make our own wishes together under the shooting stars. In her sad days, we wept together; We laughed together on her happy days. We love each other deeply, but we belong to different worlds. I was sad, I was hopeless, but when I saw a meteor pass by, I started to hope again. I began to make an unchanging wish under the shooting star. A wish for me and her. I couldn't sleep tonight, looking at the twinkling stars, I simply let my thoughts fly in the night, a beautiful meteor and my thoughts are fleeting and the meteor has not left a trace, but in the depths of my mind there is a beautiful legend forever.

Looking into the distance, I hope to bring her a little starlight

Looking into the distance, I hope to share a piece of sorrow for her

Looking into the distance, how long has it been longing to clothe her in beautiful clothes

Look far away and pray to bear the night rain and frost of your life

Yes...... Beautiful girl...