Under the dome of the stars

I have always loved looking at the starry sky. She looked at the constellations, made a wish on the shooting stars and dreamed ... Recently I saw a house on the outskirts of the village, it stood on the high bank of the river and the light burned in it, and around it was a starry, bright night. I stood alone and admired the picture of the universe. I felt so good, I remembered my childhood and those feelings of delight from what I saw. The world is beautiful, look up more often and dream. The night can turn into a magnificent performance, you just have to raise your head and look at these billions of worlds.
The picture is painted in oil on canvas, the ends are spelled out.