I paint the sky with many colors but never use a brush. What am I?

You cannot see me, but you can feel me push your kite. What am I?

I look like a mountain, but sometimes I roar and spill glowing rock. What am I?

I am a tiny winter star that melts in your hand. What am I?

We appear when the sun goes away, but we are not light switches. What are we?

I light up the night but I do not need a plug. What am I?

You can feel me, hear me, and see what I move, but you cannot hold me. What am I?

I seem to change shape through the month, but I stay round. What am I?

I float in the sky and sometimes cry, but I have no eyes. What am I?