A poem imitating a beautiful scenery.

Sunset in Sanya

The sunset in Sanya is beautiful, and I am fascinated every time I see her.

The sun before sunset is golden red, just like a child's face after strenuous exercise. She is dazzling but not dazzling, just like a simple farmer working hard in the field. Time flies without a trace. It's time for the sun to rest. I saw her dragging her tired body down slowly, and she was about to hide in the sea, but she seemed reluctant to leave. With the help of the sea, she barely stood above the sea. The sun is ruddy and enchanting at this time! At this time, the sea is like a mirror, completely reflecting the beautiful colors of the sun, and there is a different scene. At this time, the sky was rendered dreamlike by the sun: lavender, blue, vermilion, orange, orange, golden yellow, white and many other colors I couldn't understand. They are neatly arranged in the air like rainbows and dance with the wind like fairies' silks and satins. Faced with this beautiful scenery, I can't help but blurt out: "This kind of scene should only be found in the sky, and it is rare for human beings to see it several times." After half a ring, the sun seemed to be unable to support it, so it had to hide in the sea.

The sunset in Sanya is like a phoenix about to be reborn, like a girl's shy cheek, dazzling but generous, and it combines all the beautiful scenery.