[Photography] The starry sky in the north

The north is my home, a place to stop wandering.

Where the stars shine most.

The distant light, who are you waiting for?

It won't go out for a long time

The towering chimney is the call to go home.

At this moment, there are no fireworks, only fire trees and silver flowers.

In the northern night sky, the stars are moving.

But I can't let go of the wanderer's full attachment.

Figure | Chun Xiansen

Text | Bao Xiaoyu