One night, I was sitting on the rooftop looking at the beautiful night sky. Then suddenly, a bright white sphere appeared in front of me. It was the moon. The moon was sad and tears were overflowed. Then the moon asked me:

"What if there was no moon...

...Would the stars still be able to go home when the sun rises?"

"What if there was no moon, would the world be covered in the darkness, when the night comes?"

"What if there was no moon, who would watch the fox howl every night?'

"What if there was no moon, would the sky still be the same as it is right now?"

I thought about what the moon said, then gently replied,

"If there was no moon, the stars would still be able to go home when the sun rise."

"But . . .