Outstanding article second place Cao Wanbao-"Night"

(Summary description)night Atnight,quietlyshroudedthisbeautifulsmallcity,Ileanedagainstthewindow.Afewstarsweresilentinthesky,andthewindseemedtohidequietly.Eventheweepingwillowsthatswayedwiththewindoutsidethewindowstoodquietly.Iseemtohearthesoundofflowingwaterandfallingyellowleaves,asiffromthesoundofnature,fromavalley,coveringthebrillianceofawindow.Ontheoppositeside,thehighandlowlightsgraduallydieddown,andthetarnishedwindowsandthedarknightweremixedtogether,andtheylookedextremelyold.Thebeautifullycarvedwindowlatticesareinthenight,andtheycan’ttellwhichisbeauty,whichissky,whichiswindow,whichisnight,andwhichistheirdifference. Atnight,itiscalmasawoodenfish.Thenightinmymemoryisnotlikethis.Scenesofchildhoodemergedbeforemyeyes,unwillingtobelonelystarsshiningalloverthesky,likedazzlingpiecesofdiamondsinlaidonastretchofblacksilkandsatin,appearingextremelyquietanddazzling.Ilookedatthestarsintheskyinatrance. Thenightisalmostcooked,andtheairisfullofwarmth.Grandpa,whohasworkedinthefieldallday,sitsonthegrassbytheriverinfrontofthecourtyardandsmokesdrytobacco.Ialwayslovetobearoundhim.Thegrassissosoftandsofttothetouch;thewindissocool,brushinghischeekstotakeawaygrandpa'sexhaustion.Grandpa’sdrysmokewasshiningwithredflames.Grandpatoldmemanystoriesabouthisjoiningthearmy.“““Iwasanxiousatthattime.Icouldn’thelpbutaskwhathappenedlater,whathappenedlater?HowIwanttogobacktothatnight,sitonsuchagrassandlistentomygrandpatellingstories,andlethimtellmewhathappenedlater.Butallthathasdisappearedinmemory,andthedeepnightbeforemyeyesremindedme.Histhoughtssuddenlybecameclearandclear.Atnight,thefourseasonsthatyouusedtobefulfilledturnedouttobeempty.Thoserainsthathavebeenrainingforalong,longtime,andthebigtreesandmountainsthatonceblockedthelineofsightarejustamomentaryobstacleinthejourney.Thosetearsthatfallquietlyarenothingbutthetearsofdrama. Thenightgotdeeper,andIwatchedthisquietnightsilently,watchingtheconnectionbetweenheavenandearth.Indeed,Ihaveseenshiningstarsonthatnight,andfeltitslightanditsbrightness.(CaoWanbao)

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At night, quietly shrouded this beautiful small city, I leaned against the window. A few stars were silent in the sky, and the wind seemed to hide quietly. Even the weeping willows that swayed with the wind outside the window stood quietly. I seem to hear the sound of flowing water and falling yellow leaves, as if from the sound of nature, from a valley, covering the brilliance of a window. On the opposite side, the high and low lights gradually died down, and the tarnished windows and the dark night were mixed together, and they looked extremely old. The beautifully carved window lattices are in the night, and they can’t tell which is beauty, which is sky, which is window, which is night, and which is their difference.

At night, it is calm as a wooden fish. The night in my memory is not like this. Scenes of childhood emerged before my eyes, unwilling to be lonely stars shining all over the sky, like dazzling pieces of diamonds inlaid on a stretch of black silk and satin, appearing extremely quiet and dazzling. I looked at the stars in the sky in a trance.

The night is almost cooked, and the air is full of warmth. Grandpa, who has worked in the field all day, sits on the grass by the river in front of the courtyard and smokes dry tobacco. I always love to be around him. The grass is so soft and soft to the touch; the wind is so cool, brushing his cheeks to take away grandpa's exhaustion. Grandpa’s dry smoke was shining with red flames. Grandpa told me many stories about his joining the army. “““I was anxious at that time. I couldn’t help but ask what happened later, what happened later? How I want to go back to that night, sit on such a grass and listen to my grandpa telling stories, and let him tell me what happened later. But all that has disappeared in memory, and the deep night before my eyes reminded me. His thoughts suddenly became clear and clear. At night, the four seasons that you used to be fulfilled turned out to be empty. Those rains that have been raining for a long, long time, and the big trees and mountains that once blocked the line of sight are just a momentary obstacle in the journey. Those tears that fall quietly are nothing but the tears of drama.

The night got deeper, and I watched this quiet night silently, watching the connection between heaven and earth. Indeed, I have seen shining stars on that night, and felt its light and its brightness. (Cao Wanbao)

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