2. Look at the sunset glow, which is beautiful. Its red face reflects half the sky, and its big eyes are shining. Cover the world with its warmth and illuminate the dark corners.
3. Sunset and winter compete with each other, and wherever the sun goes, the sparkling snow and ice shine with the sun. The wind, always incompatible with the sun, took the opportunity to form an alliance with the cold winter, roared and roared away. Trees are shivering without the shelter of the sun, and they can only complain when the wind blows. Animals have good suggestions, hiding in their nests in winter, and keeping the extremes of cold and heat sharp. The air also lost its freedom and was forced to obey the cold. The cold winter alienated the friendship between the sun and everything, making them look at each other out of reach.
That magical brilliance is attractive and selfless. In the beautiful glorious bath, the gap in the cold heart is quietly melting. In the sky, the flowing clouds pouring like clear springs are lyrical for the sunset, which makes people hold their thoughts in amazement and linger silently. At this time, the night seized the opportunity. At the moment when Qingshan hesitated, the sunset was dragged into the bottom, and everything was immersed in peace.
5. Every time Shan Jutu covers the day, the afterglow of the sunset passes through the clouds, like thousands of golden lights, such as the afterglow of the sunset, dyeing the sky and white clouds red and reflecting the mountains and rivers into gold, as if the whole world had become resplendent and enthusiastic at that moment.
2. What poems describe the sadness of the sunset? 1, Qingshan is still there, and the sunset is a few degrees red. -Yang Shen's "Linjiang Fairy, Rolling the Yangtze River East"
2. There are weeds and flowers beside Suzaku Bridge, and the sunset in Wuyi Lane is oblique. Swallows under the eaves of Wang Dao and Xie An have now flown into the homes of ordinary people. -Liu Yuxi's Wuyi Lane
3, outside the sunset bird, the autumn wind and the moon are on the original, and the eyes are broken for four days. -Liu Yong's youth tour Chang' an ancient road horse was delayed
4. At Xiaowantou outside Sunset Village, only Liu Hua was sent home. -Qin Guan's "Yu Meiren Gao Wang Cheng Section is like dust"
5, the past is unforgettable, a pillow of high-rise buildings facing the sunset. -Yan "Minus Magnolia, Changting will send it late"
6. Autumn grass grows older on strangers, and the sunset falls in the building every day. -Yan, "Partridge Sky, Drunk Shooting Spring Shirts and Cherishing Old Fragrance"
7. The sunset outside the building is idle. Alone by the aperture. Separated by a water, a mountain is heavy. Water is vast and mountains are high, but people can't see it. -Ouyang Xiu's "Long Tao Sha, All Hate Bitterness"
8. Leaning on the sunset tower alone. Where are the sails going? -Chen's "Bodhisattva Man, the voice of apricot branches is gentle"
9. Bai Niao flies endlessly, but brings the sunset back. -Xin Qiji's "Shuidiao Song Tou Mo Mu Cuilou Chu"
10, the lone butterfly is autumn, and the crow crows at sunset. -Lu You "That is"
The poem about the sadness of sunset is 1. Clouds reflect the sunset, the horizon is red and drunk, setting off the deepening dusk, and the evening breeze brings the coolness of autumn. With the twilight forest, the leaves dance with the wind, and an unspeakable sadness rises in my heart.
The shadow of the sunset fell on the grass in front of the building, scattering a faint afterglow all the way. 2. Look at the sunset glow, which is beautiful. Its red face reflects half the sky, and its big eyes are shining.
Cover the world with its warmth and illuminate the dark corners. 3. Sunset and winter compete with each other, and wherever the sun goes, the sparkling snow and ice shine with the sun.
The wind, always incompatible with the sun, took the opportunity to form an alliance with the cold winter, roared and roared away. Trees are shivering without the shelter of the sun, and they can only complain when the wind blows.
Animals have good suggestions, hiding in their nests in winter, and keeping the extremes of cold and heat sharp. The air also lost its freedom and was forced to obey the cold. The cold winter alienated the friendship between the sun and everything, making them look at each other out of reach.
That magical brilliance is attractive and selfless. In the beautiful glorious bath, the gap in the cold heart is quietly melting. In the sky, the flowing clouds pouring like clear springs are lyrical for the sunset, which makes people hold their thoughts in amazement and linger silently.
At this time, the night seized the opportunity. At the moment when Qingshan hesitated, the sunset was dragged into the bottom, and everything was immersed in peace. 5. Every time Shan Jutu covers the day, the afterglow of the sunset passes through the clouds, like thousands of golden lights, such as the afterglow of the sunset, dyeing the sky and white clouds red and reflecting the mountains and rivers into gold, as if the whole world had become resplendent and enthusiastic at that moment.
4. A sad word about the sunset: When the sun sets, I stand alone in the loneliness after autumn, let the autumn frost dye my maple leaves, let time wither your green trees, let the kite tear my love, and let Leng Yue lose my lovesickness. Let me get hurt again and again and make you a stranger.
Prosperity is gone, and lead is gone; Ritual is like a dream, and the moon is sunny; Sorrow and sorrow, sorrow and separation; A paper confession, why cry. Under the setting sun, how much cold dyed the full moon hot, covered with desolation, breaking the silence of the night.
The sunset sank slowly, and it seemed afraid of arousing our infinite sadness, so it chose to leave quietly. But this is only a short separation. It will come back tomorrow morning and come back to us in another way.
Sitting in front of the window, the sun shines through the gauze and becomes hazy and fuzzy. Looking up, I saw the beautiful sunset, and my eyes were full of light. Inadvertently, the sunset silently recorded our bits and pieces, and with its sharp light, carved the missing memories in our lives in the sky to fill the gaps.
The sun goes down, I'll wait for you on the hillside. The leaves are yellow. I will wait for you under the tree. It's raining in Mao Mao. I'll wait for you under the umbrella. We are old, and I will wait for you in the afterlife. It is not only love that can last forever, but also habits and responsibilities.
5. elegy about sunset 1. Sunset sprinkled Hui Jin on the earth, and the whole ancient city was covered with golden gauze like cicadas, and the earth was covered with mysterious colors.
At this time, the sun's face is bright red, and its light seems to have been taken 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. It was taken into a fairyland. The forest in the community seems to be covered with a layer of faint oil, which is even more green and attractive.
The river flowing along the end of the community has a different feeling at this time, which is quiet and warm ... 4. Gradually, the sunset converges its last light, and before it can say goodbye, it hangs its head, closes its eyes and goes to sleep quietly. Look at the original group of followers, but also timely convergence of interest, changing into a dark cloud, waiting for the sunset to come again. 5. The twilight is boundless, the sunset is like blood, and the Yellow River is like a sunset with Phnom Penh. At this time, it is round, radiant and dreamy, 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. I stood at the window and stared at the flawless white clouds, perhaps against the blue sky. She looks uniquely pure and noble, just like a lady walking in the sky.
Suddenly, she blushed and became so shy and charming. 7. Against the backdrop of the night, cars in the street are one after another, in rows, as if strings of dazzling pearls are flowing, and as if rows of twinkling stars are moving.
8. As night falls, bright lights are dotted around the town like golden night pearls. The small town on a rainy night, dim lights, like countless eyes open and close.
9. The sunset has hung in mid-air, just like a disk. It shines on people's faces, and people's faces seem to be plated with gold; It shines on the water, and the river floats like gold, as if it were a magical little star shining; It shines on the green trees, and the green trees seem to be painted with oil, which makes them greener.
Gradually, the sunset disappeared in my sight. 10, the sunset went from shallow to deep, and from shallow to deep, which made the sky pale with shame.
1 1, the setting sun, resplendent, bustling streets, no one pays attention to this beautiful scenery. . .