The sound of the stream could be heard as the dominant rhythm that filled the silent air. Nature was in a good mood. From the calm that was in the trees to the smile from the gentle breeze, it was a joyous occasion.
The night sky was decorated by natural bulbs whose brightness deferred and whose intensity went beyond human imagination. The dark blue clouds stretched far and wide, creating a spacious atmosphere for the stars to twinkle and the moon to shine.
Nature was in harmony. From the stars serenading the moon to the trees gently swaying in place, the night could be called perfect. Yet, it wasn't all that there is. The male crickets rubbed their leathery front wings together in stridulation to attack their mate.
From the look of things, it was romantic too. As the crickets seduce and coax their mates, Fireflies were not left behind. They flashed around, using their silent language of love, coaxing, seducing, and finally mating. It was simply magical.