Rationalization slogan of night scene maintenance

If you have been to Shanghai or other big cities and see the night scenes there, you will find that the language there is very pale.

I wrote something similar and posted it here for your reference, but what I want to say is that if you really want to write well, you must feel it with your heart. Besides, my writing style is cold and sentimental. If I want to write an exam-oriented composition, I need to modify my style to be more progressive.

-The dividing line.

Shanghai at night is much more beautiful, just like a modern beauty with heavy makeup and light makeup, with dazzling fashion. All kinds of shining neon lights make the whole city colorful and radiant. Those high-end hotels are brightly lit. In order not to get drunk, someone must push a cup for a change. The glass curtain walls of those office buildings have become huge display screens, switching between different advertising pictures and slogans.

The reflection of the light into the Huangpu River is a puzzling effect-the river, are you also intoxicated in this colorful city?

I don't think so. You must be just laughing.

However, this gorgeous light makes me dizzy. Looking up, I found that there were no stars in the sky. Yes, it's just dark. There are no stars. I can't help feeling a little sad. In the future, I will never stay in such a city. There are no stars in the sky, so I lost those beautiful legends and mysterious reverie at night under the starry sky. Maybe this is a side effect of the city-it shattered people's dreams.

A city without dreams is realistic, and a city that is too realistic makes people lonely.

I can't see through this city. It's beautiful, it's too busy, and there are too many disguises.

I wonder if anyone feels lonely in the bustling city like me.

-love has a dividing line.

In this city that never sleeps, everyone is intoxicated with the lights-who will look up and see the lonely white on the top of the tall building?

It hasn't snowed in this southern city for a long time. The air is filled with dust, and people's hearts are as impetuous as ups and downs. Only colorful neon lights flicker in the chaos, which is fascinating and confusing. ...

Sigh, deep as night sigh, figure from the top floor. There is misty frost on her eyelashes. Huangpu River carries a colorful reflection, flowing quietly, and her sigh breaks the light and shadow of a river.

The night is getting deeper, but the city is still bustling. Neon lights up the luxury of the city, but they also mask the brightness of the stars and the moon, and throw the changing colors into the sky without restraint. The sky is hazy, and even black is not pure.