The starry sky in autumn is like a wild sky, with the sky covering the four corners, silver dots and stars shining … Ah, in late autumn, I stood on the roof of my hometown and looked up at the starry sky in my hometown.. It has been a long time since the sky was so pale that this pure blue has disappeared.. The city sky seen at ordinary times is densely covered with dirty dust, and the stars have already become dim and turbid, without the shiny and clever ones at all.. Thank you, little nephew. At dinner, the little nephew ran outside. Ask him what he’s doing and say, ” Look at the stars.”. I said, it’s only after dark that you can see, you haven’t seen so many stars, and stars all over the sky blink. My little nephew was moved by what I said, hoping it would get dark soon. After dinner, a few sparse stars appeared in the sky, and he began to shout excitedly. I told him that I would watch it with him when it was late at night. At first he was still in high spirits, but he was sleepy before late at night. I know that the heavy schoolwork burden has already deprived children of childlike innocence. It has become a habit to go to bed early to get up early to go to school. Like when we were young, which night was not crazy until eleven or two o’clock. Only when the mother’s distant cries reverberate in the village will the child think that he should go to bed. The thoughts aroused by my little nephew are still stirring. The night was already deep. I stood in the courtyard and looked under the blue sky, inlaid with glittering and translucent silver light. Many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many, many. Long – lost, this clear night. I couldn’t help climbing the roof and looking up slowly. The blue sky, let me throb first. Sunny sky, blue to the extreme, that kind of deep color, has surpassed my mind’s set, let the heart tremble slightly. With the backdrop of the dark sky, all the stars are brighter and brighter.. River Han flows slowly, as if crowded with countless silverfish jumping. Beidou is always shining, but it is not in line with the queue of seven people. The Weaver Girl looks sideways and must be worried about her husband who has been chasing her and a pair of sons and daughters who are carrying the load.. Looking up at the starry sky at night, I will think of my favorite autumn and the sky in autumn. The sky is high and the clouds are light, and the autumn is high and the air is cool.. I prefer the sky to the sky, and the earth to the sky, and the mind will become broad and bold.. Looking at the blue sky and white clouds, you can feel the sky, the sky and the clouds. Sometimes the fish scales are light, which will make you indifferent and quiet. Or the sunset glow is scorching, making people hot as fire. If the dark clouds roll, they will watch the vicissitudes of life in the world … ah, the ancients cloud, the flowers bloom and the clouds roll.. I said, long-drawn-out days, quiet Zhiyuan.