When the day completely surrenders itself, night begins to appear, which is the dialogue between the last sunset and the night sky.

Nietzsche is the one who likes to listen to this conversation alone. Not everyone dares to try and ponder being alone at such a moment.

A person is alone in the suburbs, watching the night gradually fall, blocking out the glow inch by inch, looking at the lonely spruce on the hillside, the dazzling electric light, the red light on the top of the spruce is the light of the sky , is also the light in the poet's eyes, and even more the light of the poet's thoughts.

It was these conversations alone with the morning sun, sunset, the bright moon and stars, and these captures of the ever-changing nature of wind, snow, thunder and lightning, that at this time Nietzsche had gradually developed the prototype of his early philosophical thinking.

As the rain falls gently, the poet has put his loneliness and sadness to rest.

The glimpse in the tearful eyes is the last glimpse of the sunset on the horizon, and it is also a gentle look back at the pain of growth after the poet's body and mind gradually strengthened. At this time, he has grown into a man of great splendor. A handsome young man.

Although in the poet's life, despair and sadness, loneliness and pain are like uninvited guests, always knocking on the door at certain unexpected moments.

At this time, the poet's heart was harmonious and calm, his thoughts were full and full, and his long-lost happiness was truly recalled.

After reading this poem, I couldn’t help but feel a little happiness in my heart. This happiness originated precisely from the poet’s happiness at that moment.