What she fears most is that when the lanterns come on, she will not encounter the bustling and noisy scene, and will not be able to satisfy her heart's desire to look up at the stars in the darkness. Could he be that person? Loneliness is like pouring cold water on yourself to wake yourself from a dream, and you have to torture yourself to tell yourself that you can't get the poetic beauty, but you can easily see the desolation of reality.