Open your arms and embrace tomorrow's prose.

I like watching the sunset in the evening, watching the blue sky and white clouds fluttering gently in the sky, watching the sunset dye the blue sky pink, and the distant Woods and fields are also painted with faint boundless gold against the setting sun. Nature is really beautiful. Its colorful beauty, like an ink painting, gives people a very refreshing, pure and broad feeling. Being in the broad mind of nature, let the breeze blow my cheeks, which is extremely cool, just like a pair of warm hands brushing my hair ... I close my eyes slightly, let the breeze caress my face and let the afterglow of the sunset warm my cheeks. The sunset not only warms my face, but also warms my heart. My heart is excited and quiet.

Watching the sunset slowly fall to the horizon with the residual temperature, a bright moon gradually rises in the horizon, which makes my thoughts extend to far, far places with the Milky Way, and I feel a sense of nostalgia in my heart, and I can't help but feel a little disappointed. It is nostalgia for the past, sorrow for the lost time, sorrow for distant relatives, sorrow for separated friends, and sorrow for the youth that is gone forever.

Unconsciously, I passed the "knowing my destiny" level. How many youthful dreams have gone with the wind, and how many lofty aspirations have become a thing of the past with the aging of the face. Looking at the growing self-reliant children and their strange and slightly vicissitudes faces in the mirror, I can't help but sigh the cruelty of the years.

Facing the pressure from work and life, I always feel a little disappointed. Once carefree children, once young teenagers, have now become their parents and the backbone of their work. Now, we have experienced the tempering of life. Our original' personality', original enthusiasm and original dreams are all changing quietly. How can we not feel the ruthlessness of time?

However, the night has passed, and there will be a new dawn. When the sun shines in the misty mist, a new day is waving to us with new hope. Look at the farmers working in that field at sunrise and the hut behind him where smoke rises; Some people get up early to meet the morning sun. They spread their hopes on this energetic day. I was moved by such a peaceful, peaceful and positive scene again and again. I also want to love what I love, to love everything I have: my lover, relatives, friends, my hobbies, my own free space, and my life as perfect as possible. This is a positive life.

I once imagined that when I entered my twilight years, my hair was gray and my eyes were too old to see the world clearly, I still kept an oasis of life in my heart, closed my eyes and swam in the ocean of my heart, where I was full of sunshine, flowers and happiness. A knowing smile will surely float on my cheek engraved with vicissitudes of life, and a drop of clear tears will quietly fall. This is not a sadness for the past, but a tear I laughed at for what I once had ... I have integrated my vision for the future.

Today, I give birth to hope and let it grow with the sunshine tomorrow morning!