In summer, I always sleep under the free heavens. The sky the stars and smooth blowing wind, how can imagine if someone sleeps in closed doors. They can’t wish to touch the stars. But I can imagine.
Last night, the night was very pleasant. The cold and calm wind was lapping me. The stars visited to see me with a bright shine. Scattered clouds alarming me to go into a room but I never heeded. The lapping of winds slept me. After a while, the drops of rain-washed my face, and I woke up. Oh, but the heavens pleased me a lot.