黑夜织上天空,星星闪烁着迷人的光,像一滴滴泪。一棵树望着天空,突然,天空中多了一颗星星。树知道,那颗星星是“她”。树记得,她对自己说过,每个人死后,都会变成一颗星星。她还说,她死后,也会变成一颗星星,永远看着树。树望着那一颗星星,星星也望着树,神色温柔。树想,她当年种下自己的时候,也是如此看着自己,看着还是小树苗的自己,说: The dark night weaves the sky, the stars glitter with the charming light, like a tear. A tree looks at the sky. Suddenly, there is more than one star in the sky. The tree knows that star is “her ”. Remember the tree, she said to myself, every person will become a star after death. She also said that after she died she would also become a star and look forever at the tree. The tree looked at the star, the stars looked at the tree, the look was gentle. Tree thought, when she planted their own time, is so looking at themselves, looking at the young saplings or himself, said: