It, a beam of light with "eyes" in the dark black, the moment it looked at it, it seemed that its seven souls and six spirits were all seen by those "eyes".

It's not just the stars and the moon that can blink in the night sky, there will definitely be shooting stars passing by, which is very precious, but compared to the night when the summer sky is clear, the gentle piercing of lightning through the black curtain will make my eyes move uncontrollably with the direction it appears, and I want to see their "eyes".

That night, I was the only one in the house, and in the evening, there was a sudden pouring rain, and as the second half of the night went on, lightning and thunder began.

The rain poured down, and the night darkened little by little, and then little by little by a lightning bolt that slipped from nowhere, pierced.

"Wow...... It's beautiful! ”

The colors that appeared in my eyes, the colors of nature, were far more magnificent than I could have imagined.

Subconsciously, tell myself: I want to have it.

I took out my phone and forgot that the distant thunder was approaching me, and the camera was focused on the real face of the lightning, and when I pressed it, the last image was only a remnant of it.

It doesn't matter, next time, I'll be able to shoot the most beautiful lightning. When the phone was still hanging in the air, thunder rumbled under my balcony.

I stepped back, not because I was frightened, but because I was suddenly looking up forty-five degrees in the direction of a faint blue, and I felt full of poetry.

Yes, it was blue, I stood there for a long time, and then, I saw what looked like a rosy bond, I saw the jade that looked like amber dissolved in the darkness, I saw a trace of blue, a trace of bloom, and then, it disappeared in an instant, and I saw the wings of the sun also appear in it, as if I heard them squeaking, their movements were so agile, and then, the night suddenly fell into dark green.

The feast of lightning vision still did not leave the most beautiful touch after all.

Looking at them like rabbit tails and the rest of teddy bear's ears also shocked me.

That night, what has passed does not count, and the rest of the time is spent waiting and catching.

Whatever it is, the elf dance in my mind is the most beautiful.

Tonight, night, like that day, will there be that touch of blue?

I've already started waiting......