Every night, I look at the starry sky, and the star shines brightly. You say you are that star; I say, then for you, I am willing to protect that star!
The old city was peaceful under the stars, but now the starry sky is dimmed in the bustling city lights. Maybe we should be happy, but how much darkness is there under this bustling light? ?
I stood on the balcony of the eighteenth floor, watching the lights not far away covering up the stars, but I could only feel hatred! !