星星在夜空中闪烁，忽明忽暗，似是在告诉我们，黯淡后是光明。

夜晚的天空是灰暗的，唯有星与月带来几丝光明，冬天的树枝光秃秃的，在夜晚中看去，甚是渗人，寒风瑟瑟，星星的光芒似乎也被一下子吹灭了。

我独自走在回家的路上，心情无比的沉重，手中的成绩单在风中就像是一片灰暗的羽毛，要乘风而去，而我，也的确想让它就这样被风吹走，可心中有一个声音唐突的出现，告诉我：不能。

昏暗的灯光微微的亮着，我一步又一步的走向我奶奶，手中的成绩单被拿走，我的头很自然的低下，好像地上有钱似的，一直盯着地面。

“奶奶，我。”还没说完，我的话就被打断了。

“怎么差啊，没事的，不要灰心，好好努力，我相信你会考好的。”奶奶微微的一笑，拍了拍我的头，轻轻的鼓励到。

我不敢相信的抬起头，在昏暗的灯光下，奶奶的容颜似乎一下子苍老了许多，脸上布满了皱纹，微微一笑，在我眼中，就像绽放了的花朵，很是美丽。

心中的阴霾似乎被这笑容驱散了许多，夜空中好似被风吹灭的星星又重新亮了起来，我心中的希望像是被吹灭的蜡烛，又被人点燃了似的。

似乎在这一刻，天空不再黑暗，星光布满了整片天空，树枝上冒出了一点绿芽，绿绿的，煞是可爱。

我懂了，失败并可怕，可怕的是人心中的阴霾，但这阴霾也会散去，这散去的过程是一种别样的精彩，就像雨后的彩虹，绽放的花朵，闪烁的星星，无不是一种美，一种精彩。

星星忽明忽暗，在夜空下，悄然绽放的花朵，是一种别样的精彩。

The stars twinkled in the night sky, flickering and dim, as if to tell us that there is light after dim.

The sky at night is gray, only the stars and the moon bring a few rays of light. The tree branches in winter are bare, and when you look at it at night, it is very infiltrating. .

I was walking home alone with a heavy heart. The report card in my hand was like a gray feather in the wind, and I wanted to ride the wind away. But a voice suddenly appeared in my heart, telling me: No.

The dim light was dimly lit, and I walked to my grandma step by step. The transcript in my hand was taken away. My head was naturally lowered, as if there was money on the ground, and I kept staring at the ground.

"Grandma, me." Before I could finish speaking, my words were interrupted.

"What's wrong, it's alright, don't be discouraged, work hard, I believe you will pass the exam." Grandma smiled slightly, patted my head, and gently encouraged me.

I looked up in disbelief. Under the dim light, my grandmother's face seemed to have aged a lot at once, her face was full of wrinkles, and she smiled slightly. In my eyes, it was like a blooming flower, very beautiful.

The haze in my heart seemed to be dispelled a lot by this smile, the stars in the night sky seemed to be blown out by the wind and lit up again, and the hope in my heart was like a candle that was blown out and lit again.

It seems that at this moment, the sky is no longer dark, the starlight fills the whole sky, and a little green shoots emerge from the branches, green and very lovely.

I understand, failure is scary, what is scary is the haze in people's hearts, but this haze will also dissipate, the process of dispersing is a different kind of wonderful, just like the rainbow after the rain, blooming flowers, flickering The stars are all a kind of beauty, a kind of wonderful.

The stars are flickering, and the flowers that quietly bloom under the night sky are a different kind of splendor.