When I first learned that there was a beautiful scenery in nature at sunset, I was eager to see it. When you watch it, you try your best to praise the sunset. It is said to be the most magnificent halo before dusk, and it is a patent before dusk. In this way, dusk is also praised and even imagined as a god who gives warmth to the earth.
Ah! That touch of sunset, the sunset lit up the flowers, I saw the beauty, the sunset lit up the tree; I saw strength, and the sunset lit up the sky; I saw the sunrise tomorrow, the hope of the day after tomorrow! Walking out of the room, the bright sunshine immediately took away my eyes, and suddenly my eyes were golden!
At this time, the sun has hidden half of her face behind the mountain, like a shy girl, shyly looking at the vast world, reluctant to leave. However, it seems that something ruthless has pulled it down. The sun finally moved helplessly behind the mountain and slowly sank into the horizon. In a short time, the colorful sunset glow also put away its afterglow in the forest where birds are singing.
The sunset has hung in mid-air, just like a disk. It shines on people's faces, and people's faces seem to be plated with gold; It shines on the water, and the river floats like gold, as if it were a magical little star shining; It shines on the green trees, and the green trees seem to be painted with oil, which makes them greener.
Every time the sun sets, I always watch the sunset in front of the window, watching the sunset being swallowed up by the mountains bit by bit, but she doesn't have any unwillingness or complaints. She just walked down the hill step by step, just like a dying old man's last nagging to her children. The sun disappeared in the blink of an eye, just like the old man left with a smile after working hard for his children all his life.
When the sun sets slowly, when the first sunset illuminates the rice fields, the rice fields suddenly turn golden. When the first sunset illuminates the branches, the branches turn golden green. When the first sunset lit up the trees in the distance, the trees turned hazy gold. When the first sunset lit up the distant sky, I saw hope beyond the sky.
Sunset brings beauty of hope and beauty of sadness. Su Shi said that people have joys and sorrows, and the moon is full of rain and shine. Our life is a cycle of sunrise and sunset. We will encounter success and failure; We will win, and we are not sure; There will be a time to see sunflowers blooming brilliantly, and there will also be a time to harvest a weed. Sunset teaches us to be sad at the right time and then look at the world more clearly.
Gradually, the sunset gathered his last light. Before he could say goodbye, he hung his head, closed his eyes and fell asleep quietly.
The sun is setting faster and faster. It fell into the Woods and stared at the earth with its eyes, showing the appearance of being inseparable. At this time, like a shy little girl, she hid at the top of the mountain. The sun changed from a big circle to a semicircle, from a semicircle to a red-hot sickle, and from a sickle to a crescent-shaped red boat, quietly and completely below the horizon.
Above the horizontal line, there is a quiet and brilliant sunset glow, which roared through the red clouds of the day with thousands of light arrows, so the clouds of the day burned, and they pushed and stirred each other.
People say that sunrise is the most beautiful, and sunrise is sunset. When the sun sets here, the other side of the earth is a beautiful dawn. So I think the sunset is the most beautiful. Because the sun walks carefully along the other side of the mountain at dusk, it shows a mysterious, beautiful and charming picture in front of people.
On the horizon in the distance, the sun is about to set, and the sunset glow in the western sky is dancing with colorful scarves. Between the film and the paste, the grass everywhere is coated with a golden yellow. The evening breeze blew, and a bunch of green bristlegrass shook a lyric poem at dusk. Rows of white huts appeared, exquisite as fairy tales and beautiful as dreams.
Facing the sunset, the clouds in the sky are unpredictable, and the mood is like an overturned tasteless bottle. The uncontrollable sadness and yearning in my heart evoke our memories a little bit ... look up, look up, there is always a touch of residual red in the sunset. Red light covered my whole body, reflected my cheeks, and sad flowers bloomed around me.
"to see the sun, for all his glory, buried by the coming night." I have loved the sunset for many years, just that kind of silly love; It's like a young girl meeting a long-cherished prince. I can't say why, maybe it's because when we see the sunset that we won't fall for a long time, there is always a little bit of melancholy for the protagonist, and we are young for our dreams.