Looking at the stars all over the sky, my eyes gradually blurred, as if I saw countless fireflies flying around me. I looked at those lovely stars as if I saw them blinking and whispering to me!
A bright meteor, like a drop of water splashed from the river, flew out from the center of the Milky Way, glided through the dark blue night sky and fell silently to the north.
Stars came out of nowhere one after another, and soon they could not be counted. So many, so beautiful, just like a jewel made by a magician, people unconsciously enter the fairy tale world.
The morning star is big and bright, and it is the only one in the vast sky, where it radiates extraordinary brilliance, just like a bright lamp hanging in the sky.
The vast sky is dotted with stars, flashing like those blinking urchins.
The dark blue sky is so charming, and there are little stars twinkling in the sky. There are more and more of them, as if dancing on the blue carpet, blinking and talking to me.
Is it okay?