Once I spent a starry night with my best friends at the university school in the mountains of Taipei. I rarely stay up late, but after we had each taken bath that night, no one felt sleeping so we went to the park.
The night was quiet and there where many bright stars. We all set on the seesaw, singing songs. Now and then we would stop and enjoy the silence or whisper to one another, and then someone would think of another song and we would sing again. In this way, time went by until finally we all felt third. Although this was a long time ago, I still treasure the memory of that night.
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