Fireworks and Stars in the World

The stars kiss the night, painting a magnificent picture of the Milky Way pouring down. I held the stars in my arms on the rooftop, the night wind whispered, and the past and future were intertwined in the starlight. God scattered the stars, turning them into the brightness of the moon and the brilliance of the stars. They all fell into the depths of my dreams and became your shadow. Stars leap into the abyss, sweets enter dreams, and you quietly settle into my heart. The Milky Way uses the moonlight as bait and the evening breeze as a rod to fish for the bright starlight that falls in your eyes. Sunset sinks into the sea of ​​stars, the mountains, rivers, lakes and seas are mesmerized by them, and the stars sing endlessly in the long night. The moon is the messenger of the Milky Way, and the stars are its love poems; you are the most beautiful miracle in my world. If you have love in your heart, flowers bloom on a certain planet, and when you look up at the starry sky, you will see the flowers blooming as brightly as a brocade. Each star holds a lantern to illuminate the sky and the earth. They are the little lighthouses in my heart that guide the direction.