At first, the sun was shining, which hurt people's eyes. As bright as Nezha's Gankun Circle. At dusk, the sun's rays gradually disappear. The sun is surrounded by a layer of light orange sand. At this time, somehow, the sun slipped down like a child playing with skin, while you were not paying attention. The clouds in the west are constantly changing in the sunset. The sun shines on the wall as if there were two suns. After a while, the sun disappeared completely, and the sun became a ball without light, only a crimson fire. The ball sank and slowly disappeared into the sky. Where the sun goes down, the range of Xia Hong gradually narrows and darkens, and only one or two skies are painted reddish.

Another day has passed! `

I stood quietly on the vast land, staring blankly at the sunset, thinking nothing, worrying nothing, without any pressure. This is a sense of relaxation that I have never felt since I went to school.

The sun is no longer as radiant as during the day, just like a new life who has just arrived in this world, and unconsciously becomes an old and frail old man. Although it is not so dazzling, it still reflects the only dark red light on this land with tenacious vitality, reflecting the surrounding sky as red as fire.

Gradually, it fell down the stairs bit by bit, and soon began to enter his home, leaving only a half-red face. It seems to be waving and smiling at us. It makes people feel so kind and familiar. I can't bear to think so much. Soon, it left the only afterglow in the sky. It began to burn again, getting darker and darker, and gradually changed from dark red to orange red.

But just as I was about to leave, there seemed to be a kind and strange laugh behind me. I looked back, as if someone had said to me, "I will rise in the east tomorrow morning!" " "I don't know what touched my heartstrings, and I suddenly understood something. Although the sun has set, it will come out again tomorrow. Isn't this just like us humans? There are ups and downs, and new life can replace everything. As long as there is new life, there is hope for everything. When you grow up, you can make contributions to your country. When you are old and weak, a generation stronger than you will carry your stick and move on. Isn't this the unique positive spirit of our human beings for thousands of years? I think not only human beings, but also all living individuals.

I don't have that inexplicable sense of loss anymore. Yes, I must go forward bravely and live forever.

I walked home with a smile.