I SEE THE BEAUTY OF THE RED SKY AND THE BRIGHT MOON ON YOUR FACE.

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The beauty of the red sky makes my eyes seem to force me to stare at you and continue to stare at you tirelessly, as if accompanied by the sound of the waves crashing against the shore with the splash of water like a pure melody produced by nature and the sound of the wind that sounds boisterous in my ears as if hearing a never-ending melody, feeling an increasingly harmonious and romantic atmosphere.

THE SKY IS RED LIKE THE RED ON YOUR CHEKS

Even the sky can look at us as if we should say what to the world and what we should do to the world and we know that our good and bad depends on ourselves, is it easy for us to fix it?

Please, the sky once said to the ocean, Hey ocean, do you see me so vast without land and a starry place without poles, and I want to know that you want to see me as vast, as vast as the ocean, of course you are wrong and lost.

You underestimate me, O sky, that you know this world is inhabited by various kinds of animals, plants and beasts as you see from up there in the sky, my ocean is very vast, the water that you pour down is mine to collect, however, that water becomes salty and I call it the ocean.

THE WORLD IS GETTING DARKER

What's the problem? When you, heaven and earth, argue with each other.
Look at me in the darkness, only my solitude remains, laughing at me, and just being silent. This darkness is not just ordinary darkness, but eternal, but there is something that can balance it, neither too fast nor too slow. Therefore, know that this darkness makes us even darker and without the best light. Only one component of the sky can illuminate the darkness.

THE MOON BECOMES A HERO

The moon said, O my friends of heaven and earth. Look at me, how beautiful I am, how beautiful my light is, I shine upon you all. I, the moon, testify that no matter how beautiful, I always illuminate the darkness that exists and is mortal and eternal, there is no eternal eternity and no eternity that is shackled in the darkness that exists. Only I have light with my solitude in the lonely night. Without you realizing, the only thing that guards the night and the darkness is me, but unfortunately fate said otherwise, clouds have covered the light from me.

This is just someone's gut feeling; the conclusion we can draw is that whether someone is good or bad depends on ourselves.

From me, BG-AL, thank you very much for visiting our post.