Sunset

The beautiful sunset is red and the sky is far away. In the evening between the white and the night, the lost geese are pointed out. The heavens and the earth are filled with red and bright light. Everything is put on the colorful Xiayi. The world at the moment is beautiful and great; the nature at this time seems quiet and warm.

As the sun sets, the earth is immersed in the colorful clouds at dusk. People walk leisurely on the road, and the evening breeze slowly sends a burst of scented flowers, making people carefree and relaxed.

A sakura-colored sun is shining on the west hill, and a dark blue-blue sky floats with a cloud of nowhere to hide. They show a flame-like blush in the setting sun. If you look closely, you will see that the clouds are floating in the air, just like a dream like a gauze, which will keep you away from troubles.

A refreshing night wind rushed to the surface, as if all the troubles and exhaustion had gone with the wind. Quietly silent, time slid quietly in a quiet atmosphere. Suddenly the surrounding area seemed to be lit up, and the sun did not know why it was bright again. That should be the last roar of the sun before sunset. The sun slowly descended to the west, but it continued its last obligation before it went downhill - giving people the warmth and beauty of the setting sun. I looked at the sun quietly. It was not as dazzling as usual, but it was very warm, giving people a comfortable mood to finish this beautiful day. My mood has also improved in the light of the setting sun. I slowly rubbed my eyes and re-examined everything around me: flowers and plants are as vibrant as ever, but seem to be brighter and more beautiful under the baptism of the setting sun. Everything in the world has become clear, and I have been immersed in the warm world of the setting sun, and the previous troubles have long since disappeared. I can't help but praise: "The sunset is infinitely good, just near dusk!"

The red sun gradually fell to the sea level, and it was connected to the white clouds in the sky. There was no point in the middle. Also connected to the distant mountains, like a virtuous mother, put a powder shawl for the children. Ah, the setting sun is gradually disappearing, disappearing, and finally, there is only a faint nostalgia left there...

Second day: Yu Wenquan