Legend has it that every star in the sky corresponds to a soul in the ground, which may be true. But I have looked up at the starry sky countless times since I was a child, but I have never been able to find any one that echoes me. This makes me wonder if the previous statement is true, or someone would be indifferent to the other self, even when the other person is desperate to find an answer. Whether it is the stars in the sky that are in trouble, or the souls of the people on the earth are too weak, in fact, no one can say clearly, and no one can analyze it.
The result of my starry gaze is always sad and sad, but I persevere, because I always fantasize about miracles. What will you be? You may wish to read the following poem "Looking Up at the Stars" for comparison.
Looking up at the stars
I looked up to the stars with reverence.
The stars also looked high into my eyes.
I can't count the number of stars.
But they distinguish among the multitudes of the world.
I fantasized about which star would be my heart lamp.
The brilliance of those stars is always shining.
I spread my hands and waved all my cordial enthusiasm at the stars.
Without exception, they are all silently calm.
I suddenly felt that the stars in the sky were actually very stunned.
They didn't seem to care about my indignation.
I solemnly warn them not to be disrespectful to me.
All of a sudden, the stars turned into dazzling nails.
I ended up mocking the stars with the sun and the moon.
They hung their heads and necks in shame and said nothing.
The text is not strange October 30, 2023).