漆黑的夜， 笼罩着一层薄薄的雾。 满天的星斗， 垂在遥遥的天际， 有点疲惫的闪着。 这是个凄美的夜。 空中仿佛荡着一排无形的五线谱， 黑黑豆芽般的小音符轻轻地随风飘逸。。。i'm a staR gazeR...
while otheR people pRefeR to look at the moon, i find it moRe inteResting to look at staRs...
that night was a staRRy night.. i looked up to the all so familiaR piece of sky.. and was gReeted by a population of twinkling little dots..
说时迟，那时快， a shooting staR dRew a line in the daRk sky suRpRised me.. my heaRt suddenly staRting pounding haRd.. i was blessed, indeed, to be seeing a shooting staR a second time with the same peRson...
yet, the fiRst time we saw a shooting staR, i was told, "it's just a buRning piece of Rock". -_-"
this time, afteR making my wish undeR the sky of staRs, i was told...
"do you know it could be a buRning piece of shit? when astRonauts go up in space, they need to get Rid of theiR waste.........."
-_-" X infinity.
it was supposed to be Romantic!
