The night market was noisy, and I was lost in the crowd. People visiting the night market were walking under the sparse lanterns, laughing and talking to each other. Looking up, you can see the stars dotting the night sky, reflecting dots of light, and the night sky seems to be illuminated. These countless stars seem to be hanging in the night sky, but how far apart are they from each other?
There is only one road in life, and meeting each other at the intersection is fate. But who can predict whether there will be one road or two roads ahead?
I turned my head sideways and saw the sparse lanterns reflecting the dim firelight. Rows and rows of lanterns were connected together, illuminating the road to the night market. He said he liked this scene with sparse lights the most. The visible and the invisible are all gathered in this continuous light.
What you like is this dim light.