The fiery red sun is about to set. I ran downstairs and stared at the beautiful sunset.
The sun was obscured by a large cloud, leaving only a wisp of Xia Hong. Xia Hong is like a shepherd and a flock of sheep, scrambling to catch up. Zhejiang disappeared into the sky, like a huge black bear eating. I'm tired of standing. Get down.
There was a noise, and the giant bear rushed at me. Suddenly disappeared again.
The sun finally broke free and hit a mountain. The sun shines golden light on the trees, as if the mountains are full of gold, and like apples falling on the mountains, the sun gradually becomes smaller and hides in the mountains, as if playing hide-and-seek with us. The sun disappeared, and I reluctantly left, ran upstairs, stood at the window and took one last look at the sun, and then went to eat.
The sunset is beautiful. You can enjoy it when you have a chance.
2. Write a composition about sunset
Watch the sunset.
I like watching the sunset best. The sunset is beautiful. Although the red sun is not as dazzling as summer, it slowly descends the mountain like a burning flame. The edge of the sun was stained with golden brilliance. The building is covered with a layer of golden gauze, and clouds are flying in the sky like a phoenix. Those mountains seem to be covered with a beautiful yellow coat.
I observed the color of the sun. White and red for a while, golden yellow for a while, purple and black for a while, and red and yellow for a while. It's really colorful and beautiful.
I was fascinated by God and thought: How great the sun is. It rises in the east during the day, giving us hard work, illuminating the earth and giving us sunshine. Bring vitality to plants. "to see the sun, for all his glory, buried by the coming night." At this time, the sun slowly sets.
At this time, only half of the sun's face is left, leaving the last ray of light and giving the task to the moon. The sun has to work hard on the other side again.
I love the sun, its lovely red, its infinite brilliance, its dedication to the world … I am intoxicated.
Write a composition about sunset.
Beautiful sunset
At that moment, the house revealed its resolute and monotonous back; At that moment, the plants were shrouded in hazy light; At that moment, the earth fell into silence; At that moment, my heart was taken away by the sunset.
As the sun sets, the burning fireball lies leisurely on the shoulders of the distant mountain. The dazzling fiery red deeply attracted my heart, as if a rose petal rain was falling slowly before my eyes, pink and intoxicating. There is an inexplicable sadness in my heart, more and more, so that it will overflow my chest and my eyes will be attracted by it. I don't even want to blink, maybe it's because I'm afraid to miss the way it burns instantly!
The white clouds in the sky are dyed dark red by the flame of the sunset, and gradually become thinner from the inside out, like piano keys falling gracefully from high notes to low notes, without any incongruity. Uneven clouds, like soft silk floating in the pink sky, brought my eyes to the distance.
The setting sun is getting deeper and deeper, and once Hongyun lost a lot of weight. The blush that once fascinated me has been replaced by gradually clear deep blue and light blue, and gradually, only deep blue is left.
There are a few faint lights flashing in front of us, and behind that mountain, it seems that there is a faint rainbow struggling to cross there. Sunset, are you struggling? "The sunset is infinitely beautiful and buried by the coming night." No matter how beautiful things are, there is always the end of their lives.
The sunset seemed to understand the word "reality" and turned gracefully, even the faint light disappeared.
The mountain was silent again, and the black coat was hidden in the place where heaven and earth met. Only those fuzzy trees and distant mountains with only black outlines stand in the dark, like a wonderful Chinese painting.
The sunset left with infinite nostalgia. It covered all faces under the horizon, and the night took over the noise of the day, making everything calm.
But I know that tomorrow the sun will still rise vigorously in the east, just like hope. However, sometimes the reality will be as depressed as the sunset, but it will still shine not far away.
Ah, sunset! How can I describe your beauty in pale language?
4. Write an 800-word sunset composition.
Some people say "How red is the sunset". Sunset is short-lived, but its brilliance can cover the sky and spread all over the earth.
In the evening, I went out for a walk, and a beam of sunshine shone on my face. I looked up, ah! What a beautiful sunset! The sunset doesn't seem to want people to see its beautiful appearance. I keep stabbing people in the eye with my sword. I looked down and rubbed my eyes. After a while, I saw that the color of its cloud kept changing, from rosewood to rose, from white to pear. It is really colorful.
The shape of the cloud is also unpredictable: sometimes it is like a beautiful fairy, dancing her dress and dancing; Sometimes like a tall giant, waving a powerful fist; Sometimes, like a cute little goat, I play with my horns up. It seems that the sky is opened and a dance drama is being staged. I was intoxicated by the charming scenery.
Slowly, the sun was covered by the accumulated dark clouds, as if someone accidentally knocked over the ink bottle. Not to be outdone, the sun radiates its light and puts a golden edge on the dark clouds. Slowly, the sun set on the hillside. It is still red. It seems to be on fire.
When night comes, can dawn be far behind? Yes, you can see a beautiful day after sunset.
In the morning, I got up early to watch the sunrise. At this time, the sun has not yet come out, and it is very dark around. Slowly, the east lights up. Maybe the sun is a shy princess. Before her face was exposed, she had pulled up the colorful veil and watched the morning glow dye the sky colorful. First, pink, pink and crimson are unpredictable. Finally, the sun peeped out half of its head from the horizon, and the surroundings became brighter. Gradually.
I marvel at this beauty, no matter sunrise or sunset, everything is so beautiful!
Time is slipping away, but my heart is still surging. I look forward to the future. Everything is changing, but everything is beautiful. There is no shortage of beauty in this world. The key is to have a pair of eyes of discovery, as long as you can look at the world with an optimistic attitude. The world is beautiful.
You can make some changes at the beginning and end and add some words!
5. How to write a beautiful sunset composition?
Magnificent nature is an incredible landscape, which is unpredictable and exudes indescribable charm to people. I love the morning glow, I love the morning mist and I love the sunset before dusk. The setting sun is like fire, opening her beautiful smiling face to people, spreading golden light all over the earth, and giving infinite light to the universe before night. The setting sun is like blood, and its bright color has dyed the surging river red and the towering red. The floating white clouds were dyed red. The setting sun decorated the earth with colorful colors. She dived into this red universe, leaving her eternal vitality. Sunset is praised, regretted, sympathized and spurned. Li Shangyin, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, wrote "to see the sun, for all his glory, buried in the coming night". His comments on Sunset are mixed. He thinks the sunset is good. The good times didn't last long. What is revealed between the lines is sadness about the fleeting beautiful evening scene. Modern people have also sung the sad song of "the green hills are still there, and the sunset glow is red several times", lamenting how red the sunset glow can be. I have a sincere love for the sunset, and I sincerely appreciate its character. I praise its tenacity, even in the face of destruction, but also with beautiful colors to decorate nature. I admire its selflessness, even in life. I also want to dedicate all the only light and heat to this world. I often compare the sunset to the Asahi, which is a symbol of maturity and sophistication. Asahi is a new student and a representative of hope. The sunset is as red, as bright and as brilliant as Asahi. I love the sunset and praise its spirit, perhaps because I share the same fate and feelings with it. I often think that the old age of life should be like the sunset near dusk. There should also be a burning spirit of dedication, and it should also leave people with eternal memories. Looking back, from youth to middle age, everyone has ideals and ambitions, and people are struggling for them in middle age. Although they are not mediocre people, they have achieved little. When they retired, they did not achieve anything. Some people think that retirement is the end of their career and life. They just "spend their old age" and let them spend more than ten years. I remembered the heroic words of some heroes, "endless life and endless war", and put them into practice. I once wrote a poem in "Fifty Years Old", "Flowers wither and leaves are red and dull, and the sunset will win glory". At the age of nearly 60, I hold that "life is easy to refuse to accept old age, and I must be strong and self-reliant." The sunset is infinitely beautiful, and you dare to win glory with the sunrise "as an admonition. I picked up the pen. A lout begins literary creation, where there is a will, there is a way. In the past 20 years, I have published more than 300 literary works, leaving more than one million words, adding a ray of light to the sunset with my actions. Life will always end, and the sunset will always set, although we will disappear without a trace in the universe, leaving people with permanent bright red.
6. 500 words for sunset composition
What kind of mood is it when a person walks into the gentle dusk and sunset? My eyes are full of sighs of years, my body is immersed in the soft light of the sunset, my meditation is dissolved in the land of recovery, and the wind seems to wander in every post of life.
A person enjoys dusk, and everything around him is just the scenery dotted with sunset. At this point, you can think about everything or nothing. Standing quietly in the clearing by the roadside, facing the sunset alone.
In this place, everyone is rushing for life and rushing to work. Maybe I'm the only one in the mood to enjoy the sunset and taste the tranquility. If you can escape from the chaotic circle every day, stand quietly in the sunset for a while. Although there are still knots that can't be solved, sadness that can't be erased ... but it can be temporarily relieved.
A flower that has been picked for a long time has withered in the vase and is reluctant to throw it away; An umbrella lasted for a long time, but I didn't want to collect it when the rain stopped; A road has been walking for a long time, and it can't go to the end when it gets dark; There is a sentence that I have thought about for a long time, but my heart ached and I couldn't say it. Sweetness, where to start; Bitter, where is the end?
The sunset, with its brilliance, beauty and warmth, dispelled his enthusiasm; Although the night is long, it is only because of his shining life; The sunset falls far here.
Alone with the sunset, it seems to be holding endless reverie.
How many leisure evenings, just standing on the side of the road, watching the sunset in the afterglow, just one person. Gently, quietly, silently, a face, a name, a mood ... I don't know if the sadness has been diluted, whether the sadness has been smoothed, and whether the heaviness has been put down.
Although there is no anger or words, even so, my heart has been suffering, so I found the sunset and talked to myself, saying things I didn't want to be understood. Don't think it will worry, just let it go. ...
Only when I face the sunset alone, I seem to be looking at and meditating with another self in the distance. ..
7. The composition of Sunset is 600 words
The vibrant spring scenery is attractive, the flowery summer is charming, the fruity Mid-Autumn Festival is worthy of praise, and the northern winter wrapped in silver is really spectacular.
However, I love the dusk in the countryside, not only because of its intoxicating charm, but also because it is full of rich flavor of life. When the sunset scatters its afterglow on the earth, the countryside under the brilliant afterglow is full of poetry and painting, and people's lives here are more fulfilling. The river is so comfortable at dusk, and the red sunset makes the river red.
Touched by the evening breeze, the river has numerous ripples, flowing gently like HongLing. A few fallen leaves drifted leisurely into the distance in the water.
Several old people are fishing by the river. Don't have fun on country roads.
The children bathed in the afterglow of the sunset and hurried home with flocks of cattle and sheep. Lovely lamb and lively calf are playing behind their mother.
Several naughty children sat on the back of the cow humming country tunes; Some children also use whips to drive away those naughty cattle and sheep. Singing and singing, Cleisthenes and Baa Baa composed a beautiful "Pastoral", which was scattered along this path full of local flavor with the sunset and sunset glow.
In the fields, there is a soft sunset glow rising in Ran Ran, and the red glow is like colored satin, which is smeared on the sky and spread on the ground, and the smiling faces of people who have worked all day are more rosy. They looked at Huang Chengcheng and the golden fields, and the fatigue of the day disappeared.
The farmyard surrounded by poplars is even more fascinating. The afterglow of the sunset shone through the dense trees on this red brick and blue tile house, giving it a layer of Huang Cancan color.
Plumes of smoke rose from the chimney. There are white clouds in the sky, and the fresh air is refreshing. Several swallows are catching insects in the air.
Chickens, ducks and geese on the ground are walking in front of the door for food. When the last sunset faded, the whole village was shrouded in dusk, and the lights of thousands of households flickered slightly, setting off a beautiful and quiet night.
People are immersed in this quiet atmosphere. What a beautiful country night! Like charming music, like a magnificent picture.
On a particularly refreshing evening, a pair of white-haired and over-aged couples snuggled up on a park bench and watched the sunset hand in hand. In vain, they feel that a nostalgic mood is spreading in their hearts. Old man: Sixty years ago, my father took me to the seaside to watch the sunrise. At that time, when I was young, I asked my father why the sunrise was in the dark and the sunset was in the morning.
Old woman: Sunrise is the beginning and sunset is the end. You've said it many times.
Old man: 50 years ago, I just started my business, and my partners cheated me out of all my money. I was so angry that I stayed at home all day and lost my temper. My father helped me to find a job for those who cheated me. Later, he fainted in the street, only to know that my father had a fever ... old woman: it's all over. At the end of your master's life, you also did your duty. Uncle and uncle say that you are the most filial of the three brothers.
Old man: 40 years ago, my eldest son was 5 years old. I took him to see the dusk. He asked me which I liked better, sunrise or sunset. I said sunrise, and he said sunset is good. Dusk is the end of the day. The golden clouds all over the sky are very fulfilling. Old woman: The eldest son has been so smart and eloquent since he was a child.
Old man: Thirty years ago, Lao Zhang lost his job to keep my job. I feel sorry for him. It is difficult to find another job at this age. But in the end, I found some acquaintances to help him get his job back. He thanked me, and I thanked him. I was grateful and became in-laws. Old woman: A Ning is a good son-in-law. She is smart and capable. In the end, her daughter didn't marry the wrong person.
Old man: Twenty years ago ... Old woman: Stop it. Speaking of people's hearts, you should tell more happy things at such a big age. Don't always look back. When people get old, they will go down the past. Old man: How come? We still have 10 years, 20 years, 30 years! We will live a long life! Old woman: It's not for you to decide. Leave it to fate.
Oh, by the way, the youngest son's child was finally born this morning. It's a man. He was so happy that he changed his name at once, you know? Old man: What kind of name? Old woman: This is called sunrise! Sue: Then go back to see the sunrise! Old woman: What's the hurry? We'll watch it in the morning. Old man: it's not sunrise, it's grandson! Old woman: Look at you in such a hurry. You're in the hospital. You only look after the children in the morning.
Also, the day after tomorrow is your birthday. Ning Er gave me a pair of calligraphy and painting. I read it. Very good. Old man: What's it about? Old woman: But when you see the sun, although it is brilliant, there is no need to be depressed at dusk.
Old man: He still knows me. It's getting dark, and the calm just now seems to be lively. There are more and more people in the park. In fact, they are killing the night, waiting for the new sunrise and dusk.
It is really hot to watch the sunset in June. After dinner, the setting sun was spectacular. I ran to the balcony to watch the sunset. Wow, it's beautiful.
The fiery red sun, though not as dazzling as noon, is like a burning flame, moving down slowly, with golden light everywhere. The building is covered with a layer of golden gauze, and the clouds are more like golden phoenix, spreading their wings and flying in the sky. The rolling mountains on the horizon show a little golden light under the setting sun. It seems to be wearing a beautiful coat.
Gradually, the sun went down, and the pale golden sunset was round like a boiled egg. My father stroked my head with one hand and said to me, "How great the sun is! During the day, it rises from the east, illuminating this land and giving us sunshine. It is a symbol of life and brings us vitality and vitality. " To see the sun, for all his glory, buried by the coming night ". At this time, the sun also set, showing people its most beautiful side.
Indeed, the sun is red, bright and lovely. At this time, the burning clouds emerged. Great changes have taken place. Lily color, golden yellow, half purple and half black, half red and half gray are really colorful and memorable, just like the seven colors sprinkled on the clouds from the sun palette, like a curved moon, a round apple and an innocent child. "The sun will not disappear," I said firmly, bringing a sun to mankind.