在日常生活或是工作学习中，大家总免不了要接触或使用作文吧，写作文可以锻炼我们的独处习惯，让自己的.心静下来，思考自己未来的方向。相信很多朋友都对写作文感到非常苦恼吧，以下是小编整理的高中英语作文：没有星星的夜，仅供参考，大家一起来看看吧。
Looking up, in the night sky tonight, there is only a dark yellow moon and the roadside alone orange street lamp wants to smudge dark sky. Yesterday, the bright stars were bleak, disappeared, perhaps only hiding in a corner waiting to be exiled in this silent night, the whole paint black sky can't hear the whisper, the cold wind, but it has been lingering in the ear Aspect. In the cold air soaked, I stayed in front of the god in front of the throne. The flowers bloom in order; the stars shine in order; the women in Baiyun sang in order to sing; I still exist for anything. This seems like a warrior of the horse, the horseshoe torn the early spring flowers of the bright red lips, and broke through the mysterious deep autumn dream, but she still won't stop the pace of red dust, even if there is no good people in the battle. Waiting. This is everything that does not reason. If there is no one to listen to the flower blossom, the flower still insists on its pride; even if there is no one quietly looks up, the stars will still strive to flash their own wonderful; even if there is no People listening, the fog, the water sleeves, the woman in Baiyun will still laugh, sing惆怅; even if there is no one care, no matter how it is angry, I will still live every one. second. Night is very strong, confused with my thoughts. Everything is like a purpose. However, what is the hard work now? Just for the perfect flower, the perfect fall, the perfect song, the perfect life is waiting for the end? Maybe, the truth is this. Everything, all everything will reach back. Well, I understand, even if I suddenly disappeared tomorrow, the sun will still fall in towards the eve. Some people may feel sad, but the sadness will fall in this world's noisy happiness, being swallowed. "Star", "cold wind", someone will continue this reincarnation. The wind is very cold, and it is like a face, but it is like a slap in the palm. I suddenly remembered that I have heard such a sentence, "the wind is the hope". I suddenly realized, Huayed, there is a comfort of the leaves; the stars are bleak, there is a moon's companion; the end of the song, Bai Yun will share this woman's heart; I, disappear, memory will stay in the four of the flying grass The day. Existence, just for your dreams. Think about it, everything seems to be less than a little, there is more hope. When you are frustrated, you will feel your hopes. Even if you predict that there is no stars tonight. As long as you stop, look at the distant in the morning blue sky, the white clouds are moving, there is wind. Tonight, the silent night, the whole dim, echoing the crisp of the wind chime.
