What does the sunset breeze express?

It means that once you have love, it is difficult to calm it down.

Sunset and Night Wind is a song written by Zhao, composed by Yin Kun and sung by Yin Kun/Wang Xinchen/Su Xingjie. It was released on July 2nd, 20021year and included in the album Sunset and Night Wind of the same name.

1, after a few minutes, the sun turned red, and my face looked like a reddish rouge, gently. Ah, the sun loves beauty so much!

2. The sun went down in a flash on the western hills, and a few white clouds on the horizon dispersed into a gorgeous sunset glow. The sun is sleepy, yawning and stretching, and slowly slides down the western hills.

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.

When the sunset sets slowly, when the first sunset illuminates the rice fields, the rice fields suddenly turn golden. When the first sunset illuminates the branches, the branches turn golden green. When the first sunset lit up the trees in the distance, the trees turned hazy gold. When the first sunset lit up the distant sky, I saw hope beyond the sky.

5. It's dusk. The setting sun is on the mountain, and the lake mixed with fish scales and waves looks so soft and lingering. In this bleak background, the willow leaves have also become silent, and the fish in the water are more tactfully entangled. I like dusk, not only because it has beautiful pictures, but also because it cherishes sadness.

Every evening, there are thick clouds in the sky. The sunset can only be blown into crimson clouds with a little gap, just like a fish in a rough sea, occasionally rolling golden scales.

7. The shape of the cloud will change all the time. Sometimes like a cotton cloud, sometimes like a wave on the river. They change so naturally, so quickly, so strangely.

I looked up at the sunset. Sunlight pierced my eyes like a sword, and my tears flowed out.

9. You see, white and yellow clouds, one after another, woven a golden red down jacket for the sunset, and soon turned red again, dressing the sun like a princess. Looking down at the river, a setting sun shoots like an arrow on the water, jumping like countless fish.

10, the sunset competes with the cold winter. Wherever the sun goes, shining snow and ice release sunlight. The wind, always incompatible with the sun, took the opportunity to form an alliance with the cold winter, roared and roared away.