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There is no TV to watch tonight because of the power failure. My father and I went for a walk in Yanhe Park. Looking up at the sky, I see the sky is like a calm sea, deep blue and quiet. The moon is like a machete shining with silver light, and the stars are blinking naughtily, as if they were peeping into the secrets of the earth, and as if they were beautiful pearls embedded in the night sky. How charming the night sky by the river is!

I looked down at my feet and saw the grass nodding slightly in the wind and the leaves shining in the moonlight. In the grass, unknown bugs are singing beautiful songs. In the river, frogs lie under umbrella-shaped lotus leaves and croak. Pink flowers in the daytime are no longer shy mountain girls. Look at it. In the moonlight, it dances slowly and gracefully with the wind: the little flower by the river is also fascinated by this night scene, holding it.

The earth gradually calmed down, and members of the biological community gradually fell asleep. The moon and its star partners looked at everything on the ground as if they were infected and fell asleep slowly. Only the street lamps on both sides of the river bank are still as bright as day, like a row of dazzling torches, illuminating the road for Nightcrawler, which is in a hurry. I couldn't bear to ruin this beautiful night, so I took my father and walked home gently.

Chapter 2: Night

My house is quiet at night. This day, I went to bed.

I turned off the light, and the silver paste on the wall was very bright in the dark. In the dark night, the leaves on the branches turned black, wandering outside like black shadows. This house is very quiet.

When the wind blows, the leaves rustle, and the wind is like thousands of black monsters, whistling all the way with their mouths open and their tongues rolled. Everywhere I went, dead branches and leaves and some green leaves were swept into the air and scattered everywhere. The wind stopped, the leaves fell and the night became quiet again, as if time had stopped.

The night seems to be getting dark and I can't see clearly. It was dark around. The wind began to blow again, but this time it was not as big as last time. It just blew off some tiny branches and the leaves began to fly.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh." The wind blows on the curtains, blowing them up and flying around. The night is surprisingly quiet. Only the wind is whistling outside the window. I was timid since I was a child. The wind blew on the curtains, and I thought it was a ghost. There seems to be a ghost behind the curtain, and the whistling wind is the cry of a ghost.

I was so scared that I buried my head in the quilt that I dared not get out of the atmosphere. Afraid of ghosts eating me. Finally, the wind stopped and it became very quiet around. I stick my head out carefully and breathe fresh air.

I got up and walked to the curtain. I opened the curtains carefully, for fear of making a noise when I pulled them, which would break the quiet night. There is a faint snoring at home.

There is a dark sky in the crown of the tree, and it seems that there are still some stars shining in the haze. After a while, the stars seem to become more twinkling. Light seems to be emitted after rubbing. Although only a little, it is getting brighter and brighter, just like the lights at home. The stars light up the sky a little.

The moon hangs on a high tree like a balloon, like a silver necklace, and the moonlight shines on the ground. At this time, the moonlight shone on my eyes through my eyes, and the world became silver and cold silver.

It's windy again, the wind is getting stronger and stronger, and it's already raining. I heard raindrops falling on the ground and making a pleasant sound. It's like they're having a concert, "Ding Ding Dong Dong".

The wind is getting smaller and smaller, but the rain is getting heavier and heavier. At the biggest time, it's like the Milky Way crossing the bottom and rushing down. I don't seem to want to stop at all. It was raining "Hua, Hua" underground, as if the concert had reached its climax. There is only the sound of rain at home.

Then the rain stopped slowly, just like the concert ended slowly.

Slowly, I fell asleep. How peaceful the home is.

Chapter 3: New Year's Eve

This year's New Year's Eve, I became very calm, I was very calm. I spent a night watching the stars on TV with the masses, but I couldn't get into the warm atmosphere completely. Have I grown up? Is it too early and too calm?

On New Year's Eve this year, no matter what blood I am, as soon as I stepped out of the house, a fire in my heart was immediately blown out by the ruthless cold wind, which made people cringe. Is it because of the cold current? Will I be so cold?

However, the weather turned cold. Last year was really a special year. It passed the so-called end of the world and survived intact. I should thank God for the gift, so that I can move towards the new year and realize more dreams.

Through the TV broadcast, people's excited roar made me still feel that enthusiasm, and my heart was still warm and strong. Here I silently pray for my new hope in the new year and have the happiest year.