During the summer holidays， I went to my grandmother’s home。 One evening after supper， I stood on the balcony to look at the sky。

The stars in the sky were twinkling。 Some were crowded， and others were separate。 Then I found that the stars were not the same colour。 They were white， grey， light blue and orange。 It was really beautiful。 At that time， the sky was like blue damask decorated by millions of bright dimonds。

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Looking up at the sky， I saw the moon。 It was like a naughty child， sometimes it hid in the clouds and sometimes it got out of the clouds。 It seemed to play “hide and seek” with us。 The stars around the moon， however， were as shy as girls， and hid themselves in the clouds。

Oh， what a beautiful sky!