The moonlit night usually creates different images in the clouds, both in its glow and in the minds of those observing it.

I am a passionate observer of moonlight against the evening clouds. It reminds me of the moonlit nights filled with folktales from my home. The moon and its light are tangible aspects of our atmospheric geography. Each time I see it, I try to grasp or imagine the story it has come to tell. The moon’s narrative unfolds visually through the images in the clouds. I believe the moon is a clever artist, and the clouds serve as her capable canvas. This evening, the moon stood alone in the sky, and the night clouds had not yet appeared.

Whether there will be a story or not, it is a young night, and it is time to retire. Good night.