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The only cloud of the day was gone,

Night is coming. By this time, the sun has set.

My heart trembled as I stared at the gray sky,

How I wish the setting sun was forever!

The roses are gone, which means midnight;

All that joy has turned to nothingness.

Why do I wait for the morning?

Because I'm waiting for a shooting star.

Now I see the white moon,

I believe that this is a "white" beautiful dream.

The stars of tomorrow will be more beautiful,

Because I believe the moon has no light……

At night, the 喵og takes over the whole city,

The city was covered with gauze.

I looked at the blue-gray sky without a star,

Think of yesterday's stars, so wonderful!

I seem to see the sun exhort,

In the stream ran on and on……

This is a dream, it was a super beautiful dream.

At this point, I, woke up,

I saw the:  sofa, the bed, the TV...

I saw everything in my house.