People who are born in darkness always want to get light, and people who live in light will always fall into darkness.
The night is always quiet: the crow is singing sadly on the dead branches, and the wind is accompanied by its singing, blowing waves of desolation, bringing a trace of sadness. The broken street lights flickered, on and off, for a long time and for a short time, slightly illuminating the sad night with dim light.
Among the ruins, there is only a crumbling wooden house, which records everything in the past: it is the beginning of night.
Inside the house, the dim light glowed from the window lattice, and together with the bright moon, reflected the late autumn ground. Two or three sparrows are looking around in pairs. "Meow——" the cat meowed, the bird flew, the cloud came, the person fell asleep...
In the bustling city, tall buildings line up one after another, showing the beauty of the present. But behind the prosperity, there is also endless pain: night has already arrived.
Inside the house, gorgeous palace lanterns illuminated the entire house, filling the sky with enthusiasm and keeping them sleepless all night.
It's the same birthday night.
Just like that, the night passed.
Concept: The essence of love is the same. Only those who fall in love with the right person at the right time will be happy, otherwise they will only struggle.
