Watching the Fire from the Other Side

The relief of dying in the Spring Festival Gala, in order to avoid the end, avoid the beginning, often sit at night, as if waiting for something that cannot be waited for. Others see the moon at night, but you want to see the sun at night, because the moon will illuminate everyone, and the sun is also a miracle you hope will happen. The sun that only you can see, the sun that belongs to you, lights you up and warms you, but we all know that this is impossible. Haha, that's ridiculous This is a world where leaving is popular, but I am not good at saying goodbye. Will we see each other again this time? The sea is beautiful, but our ship still docked Things go counterproductive, let's wish ourselves happiness together, shall we?