The faded colors of the day are the colorful fireworks of the night. The sun is dancing like this, all over the world, everything is warm, everything is changing slowly, many stories are being staged, and many curtain calls are coming.
Intention: I am selling the sunset, and you generously shine light on me like a god, and the world is lit up from then on. Later I discovered that it was the light in my eyes, but so what, I admire you, not your shining appearance.