北方的夜,不像南方,夜夜有草虫欢叫、繁星缠绵,天空永远像一片湛蓝的大海,总是水波荡漾,美景在微风泛起的涟漪里时隐时现。他,总是高傲地待在天空,倔强地不与人往来,偶尔外出旅行的流星,见了他,只匆匆地一闪而过,不愿多做停留,小星星们也只与云朵结伴嬉戏。 North night, unlike the South, there are grass worm insects, the stars lingering, the sky will always be like a blue sea, always rippling waves, the beauty of the breeze in the ripples when the hidden reality. He always stands proudly in the sky, stubbornly does not deal with people, occasionally travels outside the meteors, met him, hurriedly flew by, do not want to do more to stay, the little stars are only play with the clouds .