Light Summer

It's night... The small stars in the silver-blue sky are still illuminated by the sun and reflected to the earth. The bright moon hangs among the stars. Looking up and looking up, the beauty of the moon is really a bit strange. It is not the silver or warm yellow beauty of the past, but a dark yellow with sadness. However, this kind of dark beauty is quite good, at least... It fits the darkness of this world very well. It's a pity that few people in the city notice this alternative dark beauty... ..................... Oh, after all, you still died in my hands. I said that one day, I will get this debt back! Hum hum