It is said that last time, I saw the Milky Way up close with my own eyes, and touched the Milky Way myself, unveiled the true face of the Milky Way, and figured out the reason for the movement of the sun, moon and stars. It is equivalent to giving me a very vivid, rich and rewarding astronomy lesson. Some of the questions that have been bothering me for a long time have been answered.

But there is one thing I still don't know, why is the moon round and missing, while the sun is only round and not missing?

This question has been bothering me, I have always wanted to solve this mystery, but I have never been able to solve it, although the imaginative red-haired dinosaur has many legends in this regard, but I do not believe it, after all, no one has seen it, I have also had many ideas, but after all, I can not justify myself. Now I finally had a chance to unravel the mystery, so I told Crimson about the idea.

"It's all the sun's fault," said Crimson, "because the moon doesn't like to bathe with the sun, she always bathes during the day, and naturally the spring light leaks out, and the sun looks at it just right, and the moon is in the east, and the sun is looking at it in the east, and the moon swims to the west, and he goes to the west to see the ......."

"Scoundrel, shameless. Immediately these words flashed through my mind, and I immediately rose from dislike to disgust for the sun.

"Do you know why it's windy?" Crimson asked.

I really don't know this question, there are many mysteries of nature, all of which we dinosaurs don't know, because of our limited range of activities and relatively simple minds, many questions we can't answer.

"That's the sun laughing. ”

"Why are you laughing?"

"Look at the moon and take a bath. ”

A fire of ignorance suddenly generated from the soles of my feet, and then flowed all over my body, rushing straight to my head, and my mind seemed to have the shameless lewd smile of the sun, and my feelings for the sun immediately rose from disgust to hatred.

The moon is the protector of the red-haired dinosaur, and it is my protector, I am a red-haired dinosaur who has experienced a full moon three times, and my golden tail hair is also due to the moon, so I don't allow anyone to defile her, let alone bully her.

I walked briskly along the Milky Way, tossing the crimson far away.

"Stop, why are you going?" Crimson shouted to me, who was left behind.

"Find the sun to settle accounts......" I said indignantly.

I think I'll be able to find the sun if I walk along the Milky Way, because the sun may be bathing somewhere in the Milky Way, so I'll always find him, and if I find him, I'll beat him up and make him swear not to do that kind of immoral thing of peeping at others.

"It's been like this for 350 billion years, can you change it?" Crimson said as she ran over and grabbed me, out of breath.

"If you don't do it, how do you know you can't change it?" I didn't want to stop, I tried my best to break free, but no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't get rid of him.

"You can't even get rid of me, how can you deal with the sun?" Seeing that I stopped, Crimson advised me.

I really can't deal with the sun, at least for now. Crimson's persuasion is not unreasonable, the gap between Crimson and the sun is more than 10,000 times, I can't even deal with Crimson, and competing with the sun is tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg.

But no matter how strong the enemy is, no matter how hard the stone is, there will always be a time when he will be defeated and will always be crushed.

How can we create a heroic cause if we think about it and think about it indecisively? When we cannot defeat the enemy in strength, we must at least defeat the enemy in words. We can refute his incompleteness, scold him for being a bloody squirt, and curse him for being a child and grandchildren.

Because I insisted on leaving, Crimson had to persuade him with good words, and he put forward all kinds of reasons, so I won't repeat them here, which is nothing more than the words that it is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, and the time is not enough, these words could not move me, but the last few words made me temporarily dispel the idea of teaching the sun a lesson. He said:

"Have you consulted the moon for the sake of the moon? They have been in peace for 350 billion years, maybe the moon doesn't mind the so-called unreasonableness of the sun, otherwise, she would have changed her habits a long time ago, and who can explain the affairs between the male and the female? If she secretly likes the sun, and you teach the sun a lesson, who will take the place of the sun in her mind? Can you?"

I can't replace this position, I only have reverence for the moon, and I don't dare to have other extravagant hopes, not to mention that I'm just a two-year-old dinosaur, how can I think about the 350 billion-year-old moon?

Chew without chewing!

I can't ask for the moon's opinion, I'm a mortal dragon after all, I can't see the moon, and the moon doesn't necessarily want to see me. Because there are thousands of dinosaurs who revere the moon, but the moon may not know who each of these thousands of dinosaurs is, and although he gave me the special treatment of golden tail hair, he may not remember me.

I dismissed the idea of going to the sun to settle accounts, at least not for now, Crimson may have a point, the moon can maintain a regular routine, at least it shows that she loves life, she may not be as disgusted with the sun as I thought, but maybe not as ambiguous as Crimson said.

I don't want to break her peaceful life, once the balance formed in 350 billion years is broken, it will not only bring pain to the moon, but maybe a great disaster to the world, and I may turn a good thing into a bad thing.

I'm sorry, Moon, my protector.

I can't protect you. This whole bunch of reasons of mine is the logic of cowards, and what a high-sounding one.

I hate myself.

Crimson didn't say anything about the moon's roundness, he probably regretted saying these things to me, he almost couldn't stop me, he knew what his duty was, that is, to hand me over to his master Nine Colored Immortals safely and quickly. Therefore, when I asked again, he pretended to be deaf and dumb, or answered the wrong question, and I could no longer extract any secrets about the fairy world from his mouth.

Fortunately, I'm extremely smart, there's really no way to do it, who can manage it raised by my father and mother?

There are several versions of the moon's waxing and waning that quickly pop through my mind, the first of which is:

The moon was peeping at the sun, and because he was shy, he covered his face when he came out, but his face couldn't be covered all the time, so he slowly revealed his face little by little. When his face was all revealed, he found that the sun was still looking at him, so he shy covered his face little by little. Because one hand was too tired, we changed the other hand, so we saw that the half covered by the moon in the first half of the moon and the second half of the moon was different, so let's be clear.

There's also a version that's a bit fantasy, and I don't quite believe it, but everyone says so, and I can't help it. But he said that the moon was bathing in the Milky Way and was peeped at by the sun, but when he ran up in a hurry, he lost his face, so after going to the sky, we couldn't see the moon's face, and then he fished out part of his face from the Milky Way every day, so the moon became more and more round. Why is it missing little by little after it is round? Because after all, it is picked up, and it is not stable, so the part that was picked up first is gradually thrown down.

Supposedly, this is where the word "disgrace" comes from, but I don't believe it and never will.