NIGHT

Like tonight, it’s a time to be alone. Even without the bright and clear moonlight, it does not affect my love for night. The hospital in front of the gate was bustling as usual, and the apple tree in the yard had no parrots to visit, but other birds landed on my roof. There are still green leaves lying on the tiles next door, and the fragrant food makes the whole room feel the same. I was thinking: “What is family affection, what is friendship, and what is love.” Fortunately, I understand that they all have the meaning of affection. Even if I don’t contact them often, when I think of them occasionally, I can’t help but feel a little warmth in my heart. In such a night, I understand its specialness and value. In such a night, I can get all the answers without doing anything. Outside street lights filtered through the windows, turning the walls of the room into rectangular strips of wood. In the absence of music, my heart shrinks into the quilt bit by bit; on quiet days, my heart travels around the mountains and rivers like a red apple. Suddenly, there was a burst of firecrackers in the distance. I thought I was back in the past, and then I opened my eyes hard, only to find that people here also like different cultures. A night like this is very lovely, isn’t it! People like here are worth remembering! So it seems that I am intoxicated here again.