The poem describing the beautiful sunset is as follows:
1. The sunset is infinitely beautiful, but it is almost dusk. The mountain air is getting better day by day and the birds are flying back and forth.
2. The setting sun smokes the fine grass, and the river reflects the sparse curtains. The mist spreads over the autumn water, and the rain falls in the setting sun.
3. The viewer doubts the wheel of reincarnation, and the golden pills fall into the air. Thousands of miles away, the long smoke sets and the sun sets, solitary city closed.
4. The setting clouds and the solitary swans fly together, and the autumn water is the same color as the sky.
5. The sun sets in the west, and the heartbroken people are at the end of the world. The setting sun enters the east fence, driving horses with golden saddles.
6. Outside Shouwanggu City, you can see all the sunset flowers. In the setting sun, the red leaves on the mountainside are reflected, and the sunset glow is reflected on the top of the mountain.
7. In the cold autumn of Independence, the Xiangjiang River goes north to the head of Orange Island. The setting sun shines on the water, but the water is still cold. The moon is seen first from the tower near the water.
8. There are wild grasses and flowers beside Zhuque Bridge, and the setting sun is setting at the entrance of Wuyi Alley. The east wind gradually greens the willows in the West Lake, and the wild geese have returned home to the north to mourn.
9. Thousands of peaks and valleys are like a pavement of brocade, and each peak and ridge is like sheared velvet. The fragrance of osmanthus comes from afar when it first blooms. It will be too late to start studying from now on.
10. Far up the Hanshan Mountain, the stone path is slanted, and there are people living in the white clouds. The fragrance of osmanthus has increased for the fourth time, and the clusters of yellow chrysanthemums reflect the autumn pool.
11. There are no fallen leaves in Fengding Xiaoxuan, and caterpillars are relatively spinning autumn silk. The smoke blooms and the orchid leaves are fragrant and the wind warms, and the peach blossoms bloom on the shore.
12. The long-lasting scented wind blows at dawn, and the lotus flowers gradually bloom and the roses fall. In the ancient garrison, the frosty moon shines brightly in autumn, and thousands of trees in the high city listen to the sound of cicadas.
13. Floating clouds can always cover the sun, and the absence of Chang'an makes people sad. I am often afraid that when the autumn festival comes, the yellow flowers and leaves will wither.
14. The endless falling trees are rustling, and the endless Yangtze River is rolling in. Ma Zhiyuan is surrounded by small bridges and flowing water, and the ancient road has a westerly wind and a thin horse.
15. It is already dusk and I am sad alone, even more windy and rainy. Whoever speaks of an inch of grass will be rewarded with three rays of spring light.