I'm sorry for the lack of interruption, but there's a reason for that.

Xiamen, where the author lives, was hit by Typhoon Xingren's civilization in the early morning of the day before yesterday, and is now waiting for the light of civilization to be rekindled, with a view to renewing and restoring.

The Mid-Autumn Festival is spent at night when you can't see your fingers, and the author just wants to say: I hope that the electricity will last for a long time, and I will be sad if there is no electricity! (To be continued.) )