If you send a circle of friends to praise the sunset, the sunset will set, and there is a touch of red sunset on the horizon.

First, laziness can destroy a person, and diligence can inspire a person. Don't wait until the sun goes down to tell yourself, think about what if, or something like that. Not for others, just to be a person who even envies himself!

2. The most beautiful thing in autumn is not the autumn leaves dancing with the wind, but the sunset, which slowly falls in the sky with a touch of red sunset, and the afterglow falls on the earth, gradually stretching the shadow of Su Ming longer and longer. But if you look carefully, you will find that the longer and longer shadows are slowly fading, and then disappear after sunset. You can't tell whether it melts into the earth or into the night.

I am willing to turn myself into a small bridge and cross a shallow stream again at this sunset stage. I hope my dear you can feel my sincerity and hug.

Fourth, write the years into songs and jump on the strings alone. The sad sunset lingers in the youth time. The block letters in the diary have been blurred by tears, overturning the previous oath. The gentle back in my memory is still the most beautiful scenery in my life.

The last glory of the sunset covered half the sky, and all the trees along the river were reflected in orange. The river is shining a little silver, and the broken bridge crosses the shore alone, casting an elegant reflection on the river.

6. The beauty of the sunset lies in its excessive magnificence, its harmony, tranquility and softness, just like the shy smiling face of the girl in The Seeds of Love, which makes people feel palpitation and moved behind the beauty.

Seven, look at the small wildflowers on the edge of the field and start to grow up. Their life force is so tenacious. Compared with the grass in the city, they are better at active growth and more free.

Eight, to see the sun, for all his glory, buried by the coming night.

Nine, the sun sets, the shade is full of spots, the sky is setting, the lonely smoke is shaking, the barren hills are thousands of miles away, the leaves are falling, and the soul is unbearable, but you are drunk first.

Ten, sunrise, sunset, with you, this is the most beautiful scenery. .

1 1. Every day, the sunset sets in a constant posture. It hit the corner of the knife on the mountain and broke. Fragments splash and gradually turn into bright lights, making everything in the world particularly clear.

Twelve, the sunset and the cold winter compete, and wherever the sun goes, the sparkling snow and ice release the sunshine. The wind, always incompatible with the sun, took the opportunity to form an alliance with the cold winter, roared and roared away.

At sunset, the beach named Xiajiahezi in Dalian began to be shrouded in the warm afterglow.

Fourteen, my feet are no longer yesterday's water, the wind is clear and the clouds are light, wild lilies are scattered on the top of the mountain at dusk, and anyone who turns into a osmanthus tree in the moonlight can escape the thoughts every night.

Fifteen, the sun, after a glorious journey, gradually sinks in the west, still, leaving the quiet beauty of dusk and the dignity of calm and tranquility. Every day, my stumbling steps will always accompany me. At sunset, I walked towards the sunset with a calm and natural attitude.

16. Sunset is the time I miss most. I said to your city: I miss you. I wonder if you can hear me.

17. Walking with you at the seaside, from sunny to sunset, two people sit quietly on the beach. When I go to play with water, you just look at me and laugh, and occasionally come down to play with me. We pick up shells together. Without a specific plan, we play aimlessly, eat when we are hungry and rest when we are tired. It's good.

Eighteen, the wind blows slowly, and the rice rolls like waves. I seem to hear a burst of cheerful laughter. Sunset scattered in the fields, like a golden ocean, mixed with a slight red. The rice grains can't help jumping in and soaking in the sea, emitting waves of attractive rice fragrance, which smells refreshing.

19. Sunset is also a photographer's favorite. Chasing it is like chasing a sun.

Twenty, the seaside, a person, the sun sets, so sad things can be forgotten.

Twenty-one, the sunset in the countryside divides the evening scenery into one golden picture scroll after another, which makes people fascinated and linger.

Twenty-two, falling flowers outside the window, like a dream, the house musk smoke dissipates, like a dream. The sunset went downstairs again, so I killed time every day, and my mood was blurred like water smoke. Loneliness is an empty mountain.

Twenty-three, when the sun sets, there is a red sunset glow on the horizon, which is beautiful.

24. Slowly, slowly, the sun approaches the horizon. The sky is as red as fire. On the other hand, like a shy little girl playing hide-and-seek with me, hiding behind Mother Earth. There is a big face, half a face, and the smaller half is getting smaller and smaller. Gradually out of sight in the sun, leaving only a touch of light. I was attracted by the scenery in front of me and stood there staring at the place where the sun disappeared.

Twenty-five, when the sun sets, someone sees the bright side, and I see the dawn near darkness!

Twenty-six, the road in the sunset is infinitely extended, and the dream of two people walking step by step is a lie.

Twenty-seven, the sun is setting, and there is a red sunset glow on the horizon.

28, the sun slowly through the clouds, revealing a red face, like a shy little girl looking at the earth.

29. At dusk, the sun still sets late and gets up early relentlessly, occupying most of the night. Night is like paper soaked in oil, becoming a translucent body; It is embraced by the sun and cannot be separated. Perhaps it was intoxicated by the sunshine, so the sunset glow of the night after faded camel red.

Thirty, the sun, after a glorious journey, gradually sinks to the west, still leaving the quiet beauty of dusk and the dignity of calm and tranquility. Every day, my stumbling steps will always accompany me. At sunset, I walked towards the sunset with a calm and natural attitude.

Thirty-one, the sunset in the evening is reflected by the blue sky, the clouds are rolling and the lake reflected by the sunset is like a light ink landscape painting.

32. The sunset is not only a sunset, but also something that anyone can understand. As for me, I only saw a small part. Sunset sometimes does not represent death, and sometimes it also represents hope.

Thirty-three, the sun put away its dazzling light and turned into a golden ball. The surrounding clouds were more colorful, sometimes like a little embarrassment, sometimes like a bird, and sometimes like a peach blossom. The towering mountains in the distance seemed to be coated with a layer of gold powder in the sunset, which was particularly magnificent.