Look, the clouds on the edge of the sunset seem to be rewarded by the sunset and become extremely happy. Sometimes they sit together and pour out their worries. Sometimes I tango at sunset; More narcissistic, far away from others, self-appreciating ... I can see that they are in a good mood and their faces are red and golden. As the sun sets, the river is stained with faint rouge. -Yu Pingbo's "Qinhuai River in the Shadow of Paddle Lights"
At dusk, there are thick and heavy clouds in the sky, and the sunset can only be blown into crimson clouds with a little gap, just like a fish rolling golden scales occasionally in the rough sea. -Huo Yan's Fourteen Records of Lushan Mountain
The sun near the horizon is like a fireball about to go out. -(America) Love Life by Jack London
The sunshine at night, through the peak, reflected on the water, as if the water had a layer of rust! -(Su)
Gorky's "Miss Moore Dauvia" sunset and lonely Qi Fei, autumn waters and sky are the same.
To see the sun, for all his glory, but near dusk.
The desert is lonely and straight, and the long river sets the yen.
Qingshan is still there, and the setting sun is a few degrees.
Write a few biased ones below:
Tao An, a Dangtu poet in the Ming Dynasty, wrote a poem entitled "Crossing the Stone at Night": "The sunset glow is far away in Shu Shui Yunjian, and there is a road in Huaidian Township. The sand shadow is clear, the waves are white and the sunset is swaying. Before the wind, herons cast reeds, while people on the shore look at short awnings. Fortunately, with Emei welcoming guests, it is even harder to sigh at dusk. "
Zhenwu, a famous painter in the Yuan Dynasty, wrote the poem "Fairy Sound of Spring Mountain in Zi Jiu": "The mountain house is full of hibiscus flowers, and a stream is full of songs and waves. Where have all the tourists on the other side gone? A few chickens and dogs sunset red. "
Su Qi's "Wumen" (eight of eleven): "A thousand trees hang down the sun as a good wind, and the west is the east of paddy field. Modao Peach Blossom is alone, and the sunset outside Dianshan Lake is red. "
Yang Ba's seven sentences "Check the Garden": "The flowers are all empty, and the cobwebs in the pavilion are half knotted. Only the green cicada still holds the tree and enjoys the sunset. "
Zhao Yi's five rhymes "Taihu Lake Returning Late": "The lake is clear and the boat is like a mirror. Sky blue with autumn water, summer with sunset red. The heron is full of feathers to comb the snow, and the cow returns to the tail and falls into the wind. Reed smells drum wood and sings fisherman at night. " Twilight is hazy, the setting sun is like blood, and the Yellow River is like a sunset glow in Phnom Penh. At this time, it is round and radiant, and the eye mask is like a dream, so it is not true. Finally, a ray of sunset hit the ground, blended with the yellow desert, shining with golden light, devouring the sky and the sun.
The sun shone obliquely from the western hills, and everything on the ground was covered with a fuzzy rose color.
At this time, the face of the sun is bright red, and its light seems to be swept away by someone. It is no longer dazzling, but very soft and bright. It slowly retreated to the west, as gentle and quiet as a beautiful girl.
I stood at the window and stared at the flawless white clouds, perhaps against the blue sky.
Come on, she looks unique purity and dignity, just like a lady walking in the sky. neglect
However, she suddenly blushed and became so shy and charming.
Who disturbed her? Looking back, I saw a red sun slipping slowly and sinking in the west.
The sky on the edge was dyed red. Oh, it's sunset. Look, the clouds near the sunset seem to have been acquired.
The reward of sunset, become very happy, sometimes sit together and pour out their worries; Sometimes at night.
Yang danced the tango; Narcissistic, far away from others, self-admiring ... I can see him.
The children are in a good mood, and their faces are all red and golden.
Sunset may inspire and be more energetic. Everything around him has also changed.
Show infinite charm. Rows of yellow roofs turned into gold, and the windows of every household
The light reflected by the house gathers together and sprinkles a special layer of light on the community, as if people were there.
Brought into wonderland; The forest in the community seems to be covered with a faint oil, and the more
Adding green is very attractive. The river that flows along the end of the community has a different feeling at this time.
Sleep, quiet and warm ...
Gradually, the sunset gathered his last light, and he hung down before he could say goodbye.
I lowered my head, closed my eyes and fell asleep quietly. Look at the original group of followers, which is also appropriate.
When the interest converges, it becomes a dark cloud, waiting for the sunset to come again. The new moon has given birth to birds, and the setting sun is farther west.
(Ray "With Zhou Bangyan")
As the sun sets, there is no cowboy riding on the back of the cow, only a pair of crows wandering on the village road.
(Song Shunmin's village residence)
Only it-the old cow who worked hard for a year, fallow on the hillside, chewing grass and bathing in the golden sunset.
(Song Kong Zhong Ping's "Book of Harmony")
Outside the sunset, Western jackdaw in the west counts, and the water flows around the lonely village.
(off "Random Talk")
Birds are singing in the trees in the valley, and the shadows of mountains are in the village at sunset.
(Zi Kai's Hushanju)
After the rain in the small shop, the mangroves in the remote village fell in the sunset.
(Qing Cha Shen Xing's "Chiheyi")
A stream of green water is spring rain, and half the shore is clear and half the sunset.
(Qing Duanmu Guohu "Shawan Release")
The waterfall drags thousands of rains, and the sunset clears up a peak first.
(Eye by Lin Qing Zexu)
Success or failure has turned empty, the green hills are still there, and the sunset is a few degrees red.
(Shen "Linjiang Xian")
The mountain reflects the setting sun and the sky meets the water, and the grass is ruthless, even outside the setting sun.
(Song Fan Zhongyan, "Su Mu")
Listen to the sound of thousands of valleys at night and watch some peaks silent in the sunset.
(Wang Song Yucheng's "Journey to the Country")
There is no hate in the setting sun, and talents and beauties are empty and sad.
(Song Chaobuzhi's "Partridge Sky")
It only rains when it is light red, and a few wisps of soft willows are mixed with smoke. Before sunset, the soul was gone.
(Qing Nalanxingde's "Huanxisha")