Sunset, infinitely beautiful, only near dusk.
Looking back at Cangbo Ancient Garden, it is dusk.
Flying kites and dancing in Shencun, the road is drunk and lying in the dusk.
Or go to a lonely boat for three or four miles, and the hookah sand rain will come to dusk.
Leyou Park Scenic Area/Leyou Tomb
Li Shangyin in Tang Dynasty
In the evening, I was unhappy and drove to Gu.
Sunset, infinitely beautiful, only near dusk.
Wangjiangzhou
Tang Bai Juyi
Jiang Hui saw the double watch, knowing that it was Xunyang West Gate.
Or go to a lonely boat for three or four miles, and the hookah sand rain will come to dusk.
Jiangwang
Tangsong wenzhi
The vastness soaks into the roots of clouds, and the smoke from kitchen chimneys comes out of the distant village. Birds return to the sand with traces, while sails cross the waves without traces.
Looking at the water to know the softness, looking at the mountain to break the soul. Indulge in it, and the horse will return at dusk.