Therefore, when the haze of the day is replaced by the dazzling night, the world we live in becomes mysterious and quiet, and in our secretly indulgent hearts, dreams seem to be starting to stir again. Light a warm yellow desk lamp, lower the curtains, cover up the city's fireworks in silence, let the music flow like silk into the heart, light up the Jinjiang River, and slowly immerse yourself in the dreams of those illusory sentient beings. My "One Thousand and One Nights" began from then on.