"If I die, throw me into the wilderness. I'm afraid he will cry when he sees my monument."
The weak orange light looked so warm and small, forming a network of dots. The lights on the street were very beautiful. The children gathered together with their own lanterns and ran happily. There were also various kinds of lanterns on the streets, which made him even more envious. When the wind blew, the lanterns swayed gently in the wind, like a giant orange dragon gently squirming its huge body.
Intention: For some things, if you take a step back, the sky will be brighter