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On the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, there was silence. Sun Wukong squatted desolately on the barren hillside, looking up at the moon, his eyes revealing endless desolation. The moon hung high in the sky, like a cold mirror, casting a pale light. Sun Wukong's shadow was stretched out and looked particularly lonely. His fur was dark gray, blending into the dark night. The hillside was overgrown with weeds and there was no sign of life. The lights in the village in the distance were dim, but they had nothing to do with Sun Wukong. The colors were dominated by cold white, gloomy gray and thick black, showing a sad and lonely scene. The composition is Sun Wukong in the lower left corner, the moon in the upper right corner, Sun Wukong looking at the moon, from the side, using a wide-angle lens, physical rendering technology, hard shadows, 16K. The picture style is movie photo, ratio 3:4.