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1. Against the backdrop of the night, the cars on the street follow each other closely, one row after another, as if a string of dazzling words are flowing. The pearls are like rows of twinkling stars moving.

2. At dusk, I stood up and stared at the lush green trees in the distance. They all seemed to have a sad autumn color, immersed in the desolation after sunset. Every scene, every emotion, so quiet and peaceful. Time goes by, things change and people change, the sun sets, and everything cannot start over again. Suddenly I see a bird returning to its nest, which reminds me of the sighs of the ancients. Seeing that the sky is getting dark, it is better to go back...

3. The love of spring is only as thin as the pear blossoms, and the pieces fall off. Why is the setting sun so close to dusk? There are still unawakened souls in the world. The silver paper says goodbye to the dream at that time, and the secret ribbon is the same as the heart. I am a dreamer for Yi Fan, and I often draw pictures to call out the truth at night.

4. The dim dusk gradually pressed down, the sky and the earth sewed together, and the boundless wheat fields turned from green to azure blue and dark gray.

5. In late autumn, the dusk in Aksu is somewhat cold, waiting to wake people up. The setting sun has receded a lot, leaving only the dark red in the sky, which is obviously no longer dazzling. As my thoughts wander, I seem to see another kind of warmth rippling in the coldness.

6. The beauty of the sunset is that it smiles as it recalls the beautiful and happy days in the past. Let us seize the good time now and strive for it! When you are old, you can recall the past with a smile, face the sunset with a smile, and slowly understand and appreciate the redness of the sunset.

7. The twilight is dim, the setting sun is like blood, and the setting sun on the edge of the Yellow River is like a gold-rimmed sunset. At this time, it is perfectly round and radiant, piercing the eyes, like a dream, and it seems unreal. The last trace of the setting sun hits the ground and merges with the dim yellow desert. The golden light is bright and swallows up the fertile sun.

8. The sun sets in the west, the sky is magnificent and the streets are bustling with people. No one pays attention to this beautiful scenery.

9. It’s getting late today, and black clouds have quietly invaded the sky. The sun must have been anxious, getting redder and redder, desperately falling to the west, and after a while, only a crescent-like edge was left. When the black clouds saw that the sun was hiding, they became even more arrogant, occupying the entire sky and refusing to reveal anything. The sun has long since lost its shadow, leaving only a circle of residual golden light.

10. The sunset competes with the cold winter. Wherever the sun reaches, the crystal clear brilliance of ice and snow complements the sun. The wind, which is always incompatible with the sun, takes the opportunity to form an alliance with the cold winter, roars in and goes away.

11. When the autumn sunset slowly recedes step by step on the short hillside in front of my house, the whole world in front of me is strolling under the sunset. The drifting clouds have stopped at this moment, and they want to take up this autumn sunset with me!

12. The setting sun has gradually gone away. On the other side of the mountain where it is going down, I stretch out my arms and want to embrace the setting sun. I run in the direction of the setting sun, trying to keep its light. But the sunset is still getting farther and farther away from me, and it is a place where my eyes cannot see it.

13. The setting sun competes with the cold winter. Wherever the sun reaches, the crystal clear brilliance of ice and snow complements the sun. The wind, which is always incompatible with the sun, takes the opportunity to form an alliance with the cold winter, roars in and goes away. The trees lost the protection of the sun and shivered, and they could only complain when the wind hit.

14. A bright red sunset shines on the Western Mountain, and large white clouds float in the azure blue sky. They show a flaming red under the glow of the setting sun. If you look carefully Look, you will see the clouds fluttering in the sky, just like being in a veil-like dream, which will keep you away from troubles.

15. I stood in front of the window, staring at the flawless white cloud. Perhaps it was against the blue sky. She looked uniquely pure and dignified, just like a lady walking in the sky. middle. Suddenly, her face turned red and she became so shy and charming.

16. Although the sun is about to set, the light it emits is still so dazzling. I rolled my hands into a small circle and looked at the sun. The sun was about to sink like a red egg, and the sky was like a blue pot. Now, the eggs were about to be cooked and were about to be poured onto the plate. , look! It's sliding down bit by bit!

17. The setting sun leaves a long shadow, blood red. The sky soon darkened, grape-colored dusk, purple dusk. Over the citrus groves and narrow melon fields; the sun is the purple of pressed grapes, mixed with burgundy red.

18. Under the glow of the rays, the sky seemed to be on fire. Sometimes the color of the rays also changes. Sometimes it's red, sometimes it's golden, and so on. There are so many colors, and there are some colors that can't be named.

19. In an instant, the sunset is about to fall into the ground, getting closer and closer to the ground... I know that this charming sunset will see us again soon, It is about to go to the other side of the earth and bring a beautiful dawn to the people there.

20. At this time, the setting sun was approaching the west mountain. The sky in the west was red, clearly outlining the outline of the green mountains. The setting sun reflected on the water of the reservoir, and the golden light shone, as if the reservoir was filled with countless pieces of gold, making people unable to open their eyes. Under the reflection of the setting sun, the fiery red sunset glow, the dark mountains, the silver water... What a beautiful scenery!

21. Gui Hong is far away, and the smoke from the kitchen is returning with the children. While the sunset was still lingering, I took out all my thoughts and threw them into the air, dyeing the sunset blood red. Like the legendary fire phoenix. I hope this fire phoenix can fly to your side and drop my thoughts on you like scattered feathers in the sky.

22. The setting sun took back her thousands of golden needles, and her rouge-red face showed a bit of shyness. She hung diagonally on the top of the Western Mountain, looking at the lovely world with attachment.

23. At this time, the setting sun was approaching the Western Mountain. The sky in the west was red, clearly outlining the outline of the green mountains. The setting sun reflected on the water of the reservoir, and the golden light shone, as if the reservoir was filled with countless pieces of gold, making people unable to open their eyes. Under the reflection of the setting sun, the fiery red sunset glow, the dark mountains, the silver water... What a beautiful scenery!

24. It is dusk when the sky turns sunny. The setting sun shines through the thick clouds, and the afterglow lights half of the sky red. A rainbow appears immediately. The sunset and the rainbow complement each other, which is extremely beautiful. The old man is gone, but people see his beautiful qualities like the sunset. But, he was too lonely

25. The setting sun reflected the sunset on the horizon red, and the clouds were as bright and colorful as if they were on fire. This might be the legendary Fire Cloud! The setting sun, the red autumn setting sun, has long lost its once scorching power, taking on a weak posture that can be looked directly at and felt as it sinks irrevocably towards the Western Mountains.

26. Overlooking the town at dusk, it is like a golden moon falling in the sky, kissing the countryside of my hometown. From the village with smoke curling up, a few dogs barking and roosters crow from time to time, as if It is a distant, hazy dream.

27. The purple night is about to fall. The deep tranquility at sunset seems to affect our emotions and lives. The great soul has fully realized. The quiet and clear Zen of the sunset is like the setting sun, radiating all the energy. Light and heat then rediscover the source of life, thus moving life towards eternity.

28. Looking at the setting sun in the distance, sentimental scenes arise spontaneously. Reminds me of how beautiful the sunset is, but it’s almost dusk! These two seemingly plain poems written by the Tang Dynasty poet Li Shangyin, even my illiterate old mother can read them aloud and understand their meaning! This classic The poem makes me happy and makes me happy!

29. The red color of the sunset is so bright, as if it is dyed red by the blood of revolutionary martyrs, and it is like a burning ball in the sky. Flame. Pure white clouds are dotted with the beautiful red sunset. Some clouds are dyed pink, and some clouds still maintain their original white color, like a string of colorful pearl necklaces for the sunset mother. < /p>

30. After a while, the faint light of the setting sun gave the earth a brilliance like cicada wings. The clouds were covered with golden light, walking slowly like a girl, and gradually drifted closer to the sky. A few white clouds, like bright and dazzling colored satin, decorated the red and blue sky.

31. The sky was dyed blood red by the sunset, and the pink clouds were reflected on the river, giving the entire river a new look. At this moment, the sky seems to be burning with fire.

32. Once again, I quietly leave the crowd and walk alone in the obscure dusk. I follow the rhythm of the snow and freely express my long-awaited mood. . The dusk is speechless, the sunset is speechless, the snowflakes are speechless, and I am speechless too.

33. Once upon a time, we were walking in the sunset, five of us high-fiving together. The corners of my mouth were slightly raised, and my cold eyes were full of warmth. Now, we are going our separate ways, and there is a tall building rising in the open space when we were young. When we get up, the smile we had before is still the same. The setting sun is no longer warm. Yes, we are no longer together. We just hope we can see each other again.

34. The sunset in the evening is reflected in the blue sky, with clouds and mist lingering in the sky. The city and lake reflected in the sunset look like a light-ink landscape painting.

35. Pedestrians returning at dusk have their shadows lengthened by the setting sun. The traffic lights at the street intersection keep their eyes open in shifts, always paying attention to one thing and not the other when facing the vehicles coming and going. The earth turned golden, and the silhouette of the sycamore tree remained on the safe island. The sky was getting dark, and the setting sun was like blood, hazy and slowly enveloped the entire mountain, leaving only a ray of sunset on the horizon.

36. The wind blew slowly, and the rice rolled like waves. I seemed to hear bursts of cheerful laughter. The setting sun spread over the fields, like a golden sea, mixed with Slightly red. Grains of rice couldn't help but jump in and soak in the sea, exuding waves of attractive rice fragrance, which is soothing.

37. Outside the pavilion, beside the ancient road, the green grass reaches the sky. The evening breeze carries the faint sound of willow flutes, and the sun sets outside the mountains. At the end of the sky, at the corner of the earth, there are only a few close friends. A pot of turbid wine is all that's left to enjoy, don't sleep in the cold tonight.

38. With the boat flowing eastward, the wind rises and the geese go south. The north wind cools and warms the tea, and the setting sun enters the western mountains. The fate of bitter summer flowers, the autumn moon talking to the shadow, the clear sun meeting the winter snow, the waning spring mood meeting her.

39. Youth is a painful disease that cannot be cured, so I sink into despair. When I jump, I seem to be able to embrace the sunset.

40. Time cannot be condensed after all. The setting sun eventually goes back and everything is swallowed up by darkness. However, as night and day alternate, the light of hope will rise again. I will remember everything or smile. , or sad, the beauty of the sunset sinking into the horizon is the most beautiful scenery I have ever encountered in my life.

Famous Quotes

1.

Struggle to improve life is a respectable behavior.

——Mao Dun

2.

It is easy to get rid of thieves in the mountains, but it is difficult to get rid of thieves in the heart.

——Zeng Guofan

3.

Don’t do to others what you don’t want others to do to you.

——Confucius

4.

The road is made by feet, history is written by people, and every step of people is writing their own history.

——Ji Hong

5.

You don’t need to work too hard, but you need to be persistent.

——Zeng Guofan

Poetry Category

1.?

The lonely smoke is straight in the desert, and the sun is setting in the long river.

(The solitary smoke rises straight up in the vast desert, and the setting sun is perfect on the endless Yellow River.)

——Wang Wei's "Envoy to the Fortress"

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The sun rises in the east and rains in the west. There is no sunshine but there is sunshine.

(The sun rises in the east and rain starts in the west. It is said that it is not sunny but there is still sunshine.)

——Liu Yuxi's "Two Bamboo Branch Poems? One"

3.?

The lotus leaves touching the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers reflecting the sun are uniquely red.

(The graceful lotus buds are in full bloom, looking particularly bright and red under the sunlight.)

——Yang Wanli "Sent Off to Lin Zifang at Dawn from Jingci Temple"

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The rivers and mountains in Chiri are beautiful, and the spring breeze is fragrant with flowers and grass.

(The mountains and rivers are bathed in the spring light, so beautiful, and the spring breeze brings the fragrance of flowers and plants.)

——Du Fu's "Two Quatrains"

5,

When the sun rises, the flowers on the river are as red as fire, and when spring comes, the river is as green as blue.

(The sun rises from the river, shining the flowers on the riverside redder than red, and the green river water is greener than the blue grass.)

——Bai Juyi's "Three Poems on Recalling Jiangnan" 》