The lights are far away and the shooting stars are close. Under which cloud is that faint moonlight hiding? The night sky was illuminated by stars.
She saw the sun shining through the silver dust, falling from the gaps in the leaves like a fairy tale. Light and shadow intersected, reflecting on the boy's white shirt. He looked at her, the tenderness in his eyes almost overflowing. What couldn't be stopped was her pounding heartbeat. She kept walking towards him, and what greeted her was the skeletal hand stretched out and the words "Would you like to be with me" spoken in that touching voice? Another wave of throbbing followed.
Who is he?
Intention: I hope we can all find our own sun.