The moon stars are rare, and the silver moonlight reflects a few feather-like clouds, looming.

On the way home from the Internet cafe, Han Xiaoyue was humming in a good mood.

"I want the moon in the sky and the frost on the ground, I want a light-permeable study and a teenager's madness..."

She also took a picture of the moon with great interest.

That's how young girls make a fuss.

The moon was hit by a meteorite, so I want to take a photo to commemorate it.

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