You are my night sky, the lunar moon laughs, you are my dream-wrecked dawn bird. You are the light of the sky before my golden sun. If you are sunny in the sunny sunlight, you are my clouded sky. If you are the green shade of the tree, what do you really like Maya? If you are in the afternoon, the heart of love is the song of love, your song touches the love of love. If you are the last poem of the evening, look at the image in your heart, the picture in the picture. I