A deep red sunset shines on the western hills, and large white clouds are floating in the blue sky. They are flaming purples in the setting sun. If you look carefully, you will see the clouds fluttering in the air, just like being in a veiled dream, which will keep you away from troubles.
the fish in the pool return to the deep, and the smoke from the kitchen calls for the child, and the journey is both passenger and travel. The light sound of the sunset kissing the ground divides day and night. So the tired birds who threw themselves into the forest, like the poems burned by the poet, returned with the warm blood of the sunset ... < P > A refreshing night wind came on my face, as if all troubles and tiredness were ignored, and every nervous nerve in my body gradually eased; On the river wrinkled by the wind, there are layers of ripples, reflecting the deep red glow, like a river of red agate, shining brightly; In the distance, the small bamboo forest shines with green light, gently shaking the bamboo leaves in the breeze, and the wind blows the rustling sound of the leaves, like singing a beautiful song; The wind in the sky is chasing, teasing and tearing at the clouds.
Looking down, a small river-Xiaobeijiang River, with the color of bamboo and the glow of sunset glow, adds a quiet atmosphere to Xiaobeijiang River, and the graceful figure of bamboo and the magnificent light of sunset glow make Xiaobeijiang River more cordial in people's minds; A few small fishing boats returned home and made a sparkling water pattern on the river.
Sometimes birds fly in mid-air, and sometimes I can hear the crisp and melodious chirping of magpies. At this time, I just woke up from my dusk dream.
as the sun sets, the burning sunset glow gradually fades.
In a blink of an eye, the last sunset glow of the western sky has melted into the twilight, and the sky is getting dark. The surrounding mountains show the outline of indigo, and the twilight is getting thicker and the earth is in chaos.
It's like the ending of a symphony, which is very beautiful, but it gradually turns into silence, causing endless feelings in people's hearts, paving a layer of touching poetry for the evening on campus: "The desert is lonely and the long river sets the yen" is its unparalleled majestic momentum; "A setting sun is spreading in the water, and half a river is rustling and half a river is red" is its mature charm; "It's important to love the night in the world" highlights its tranquility ...
Gradually, the night falls, and the intoxicating dusk still appears in my mind. The beautiful and fascinating scene deeply attracts me: my sight, my spirit, my thoughts ... are all immersed in this indescribable "dusk map", and I am caught in this inexplicable.
I am reluctant to go, and I have left the boundary of this dusk quietly with heavy steps ...