Misty

Looking up at the starry sky, what are you and I looking at? Is it the gaze from the depths of the universe, or the sun, moon and stars competing for glory with the heaven and earth. All things born in this world will eventually pass away. Look at the flowers, grass, trees, birds and animals, everything is like this. What is eternity? The sea has turned into dust, and life is like a dream. Looking back, everything is like stars falling from the sky, shocking but short-lived. If possible, who doesn't want to live forever.