Excellent composition of sunset

In daily study, work or life, many people have experienced writing and are familiar with it. Writing can exercise our habit of being alone, calm our minds and think about our future direction. How to write a good composition? The following is my excellent composition of Sunset. Welcome to reading. I hope you will like it.

Sunset 1 Sunset, everything is covered with golden silence.

The setting sun has hung in mid-air and unfolded like a rose brocade. The setting sun shines on everything. Look, the river is shining with golden light, people's faces are plated with gold, the green trees are coated with oil, and they are greener ... Looking up at 45 degrees, we can enjoy the sunset, and the sunshine, like a sword, pierces our eyes and makes us cry. The sunshine is also looking down at you and smiling at you on 135. The shapes of clouds are ever-changing, and some of them are like colorful skirts of beautiful girls, fluttering gently in a row; Some are like cotton and clouds; Some are like wild roses in full bloom, clusters, clusters, attracting bees to sing and butterflies to dance gracefully. Clouds change so quickly, so naturally, so spectacular. The red glow is printed on the lake, and the breeze is gentle and sparkling, like a little Venus. The colors of Xia Yun vary from lily to purple, from gold to gray and semi-orange. In a blink of an eye, it turned into rosewood, and the whole earth was dressed in colorful colors. Ah, orange again! It's really colorful and changeable! After a while, the setting sun suddenly lost its dazzling light. It was fiery red, and the lower part of the sun was trapped in the dark clouds on the horizon, leaving only half, like a burning hemispherical instrument; Hiding half a face behind a hill, like a shy girl, looking at the boundless earth with shame, still reluctant to leave. But I don't know who pulled it away mercilessly, and it sank into the horizon with tears. It took away the light sprinkled on the earth, leaving only a red cloud.

Suddenly, the sky was as red as a burning flame. Not only is the sky red, but everything in the world is red, even people are dyed red! I like the quiet atmosphere and the charming night in the sunset.

I have been in Grade Three for a long time. Because of the senior high school entrance examination and accommodation, there is little leisure life in grade one and grade two. Occasionally I will think of it with a touch of sadness and nostalgia.

At that time, the sky always looked blue, and I was always carefree. I thought of going to class and going to school after class. Finally, after school, I will have half an hour of free time. I often wander around this famous historical and cultural city with my iron buddies who live and die, riding my own "BMW" to pursue the legacy of the ancients. Sometimes on the city wall, separated by a few pine trees, I watch the golden scale waves in the city river and watch the sunset slowly set.

Good things come to an end. As the night draws near, it ends.

When we finish all the activities, he will bypass his home and accompany me to a crossroads. At that intersection, we will be as reluctant as Li Bai and Wang Lun. So, we will continue to talk about everything until the sunset casts our shadow for a long time.

At that intersection, we really have endless words, ideals, games and interesting lessons ... sometimes we laugh so hard that the whole street throws amazing eyes at us. Sometimes when I talk about sad things, I will burst into tears like a girl; When I have to go back, I want him to sleep at my house.

At that time, the breeze was blowing the willows, and the red and big sunset had fallen on the horizon. Pedestrians on the road are walking leisurely, and the noise of the city has disappeared in the sunset. Only the two boys, sitting in the car, all smiles, let the sunset pull the shadow for a long time. ...

Therefore, in the third day, I always think of the past and look at my world through the forest of time.

I don't know whether nostalgia is also a kind of beauty, but I always watch in nostalgia and am moved by a mood in nostalgia. So, I think, I will use this moving heart to see the world, those wandering days, indulge in the shadow of time, and see the shadows of the past for a long time.

The wind is still blowing, the birds are still singing, but the sun has set. I looked up, and there was only the afterglow of the sun in the sky, but it was still so dazzling. Inadvertently, it put a golden coat on everything. In the wind, it turned into a golden flower, but it soon spread out and flew all over the sky like catkins dyed with gold. Now imaginative people can regard it as an abstract animal and flower again.

I only looked at it for a while, and my eyes stung. I looked down and rubbed my eyes. Is it because you are too shy to be witnessed? The shape of the cloud has changed again, which makes me feel that time flies. It crumpled itself into a ball of cotton at will, making people feel its softness at a glance, just like heaven. Gradually, it grew two ears, and its body stretched out, and finally it became a tiger. It doesn't look fierce, and its head naturally rests on its feet. For a long time, it became a fairy, and the wind blew her skirt.

Under it, everything is so easy-going. The wind silently blows through the treetops, but it arouses a ripple, just like rain falling in the lake and leaves swaying and singing under the guidance of the wind. At this time, the wind played a commanding role, making the sunset scenery more beautiful. Under the beautiful scenery, people in a hurry can't help but slow down.

However, no matter how wonderful the performance is, it must end. At this time, the afterglow will gradually darken and the sky will gradually return from golden yellow to dark blue. The last golden light will go out after it is sprinkled on everything. I silently said to myself, "to see the sun, for all his glory is buried by the coming night."

This also made me understand that nothing is perfect in the world, so no matter what I face, I have to be full of confidence in my life.

Sunset 4 Sunset, Sunset kissed Xishan, covered half of her face with pink gauze shyly, sipped her mouth and showed a shy smile. That lovely coquetry drives me crazy.

The setting sun shines obliquely on the trickle stream, speckled and sparkling, like Candy Luo's satin, like bright stars and dotted with diamonds, reflecting dazzling light. Willow gently dances with willow leaves, and the shade is swaying. The slender willow leaves are like outstanding painters, drawing a beautiful arc with the tip of the leaf as a pen and the stream as a paper. The brook missed willow leaves in Doby. It deliberately sent out microwaves and splashed willow leaves all over. The water drops roll, then slowly slide down the willow leaves, condense at the tip of the leaves, and finally fall on the stream surface, making a "ding-dong, ding-dong" sound. Like a farewell song, like the running water of a mountain, like a long-lost smile, like a beating note, it beats my soul, cleanses my soul and purifies it. The mottled sunshine jumps on the bare reef, like a happy child jumping.

Stroll, bend over, squat down, gently hold a small flower beside me, count its pink and bright petals, touch the lines, feel deeply, bathe in the sun, suddenly feel a familiar warmth, like a pair of white hands, comfort me, tell, like the whisper of sunset, the breeze blowing over my cheeks, suddenly feel cool, like a pleasure slipping through the happy past. Shure, get up, suddenly look back, I caught a glimpse of the skin in the sunset, still golden, still brilliant.

At sunset, everything is performing a beautiful picture, which is a gift from nature. When we listen to mountains and flowing water, it will be a swan song. When we appreciate it carefully, it will be the most beautiful work of art, emitting a unique beauty.

In the sunset, eternal love leads the afterglow into the distance, and everything is telling this beautiful story.

I like watching the sunset very much. At dusk, I always like to go to the front door and watch the sunset quietly in the soft afterglow of the sunset, so that it can prolong the shadow behind me and my endless thoughts.

The setting sun is indeed infinitely good, gathering the bright light during the day, fading the heat at noon, and showing a kind of softness like water in the silence at night. The evening breeze blows gently, the branches sway slowly, and the world is shrouded in a quiet and warm atmosphere under the kiss of the sunset. Sunset in this rebeccalu, like a shy girl, blushing, slowly and calmly walked to the back of the mountain.

The sunset is about to disappear completely. Just as I was sighing for its tenderness, a magnificent side appeared: (1) An incomparable glow appeared on the international stage, and the sky was suddenly dyed into a gorgeous sunset glow. A colorful brocade spread on the horizon, like a can of overturned paint, splashed on the canvas of the sky, which made people secretly admire. All the energy broke out at the last minute, and at that time, everything was dyed golden, as if everything between heaven and earth had merged into the last glory of the sunset.

The setting sun is soft but not weak. In the face of its fate that it will eventually be swallowed up by the night, it is not depressed or panicked. But accumulated strength bit by bit and left this world with a bright smile before leaving. Its smile is pure and beautiful, magnificent without a trace of sadness. And for this last beauty, what reason do we have to be depressed, sad and sad? It seems that I feel like a strong man who never bows his head and tells you the true meaning of life.

The sunset is completely hidden behind the mountain, but there is still a long-lasting Xia Hong on the horizon, just like my long-lasting yearning.

On Saturday, the weather in Wan Li was rare, sunny and cloudless in Wan Li. I made an appointment with my friends to watch the sunset together. At about five o'clock in the afternoon, my friends and I climbed the Jinfeng Mountain.

At this time, the sun has set in the west, and the glory of the setting sun has plated a golden aperture on the winding mountains and verdant trees. I looked up at the sun and saw the sun shining like a shining aperture. The shooter's eyes suddenly hurt. I rubbed my eyes and sat with my friends waiting for that moment.

After a while, the sunlight weakened slightly and the light became dim. I looked at the sun, just as red as blood, and gradually turned orange. The clouds on the horizon have also been dyed colorful, just like a beautiful brocade, very beautiful.

I sat quietly on the hillside and let the soft light of the sun gently touch my face, feeling very comfortable!

"Look, the sun is going down." I don't know which friend shouted. I hurried to see the sun, and my round face slowly calmed down. After only two or three seconds, a corner of Grandfather Sun's face disappeared, as if a greedy child had eaten a piece of moon cake. After more than ten seconds, the sun has set half a face and the light has softened. At this time, the sun has lost its dazzling light, and the light falls on the face, which is very warm. I don't know why, he seems to have stretched himself and said kindly, "Little friend, I'm going home to sleep, too. Time is gone forever. " I stared at the sun again, only half of its face was left, lying down, lying down, and finally disappeared into the mountains.

Where the sun goes down, and Xia Hong. The area of Xia Hong is gradually shrinking, and the surrounding light is getting darker and darker. Night fell, so I walked on my way home.

There are a group of white rabbits living in the forest.

It was a sunny day, and Mother Rabbit said, "You have grown up, Little Rabbit. You have to do something within your power. " So the mother rabbit gave the little white rabbit a task: to pick some mushrooms in the depths of the forest. The little white rabbit put a basket on his arm, trimmed the hair on his ear and went out. It greeted the spring breeze and hummed all the way to the depths of the forest. Suddenly, the little white rabbit saw several big mushrooms growing under a towering old tree. The little white rabbit's saliva flew down to thousands of feet, and he flew over to pick mushrooms. When he finished picking mushrooms, he looked around and found many big and watery mushrooms growing here. He picked a few here and a few there. Until dusk, the afterglow of the sunset sprinkled on the little white rabbit through the leaves, and his snow-white fur immediately showed an orange luster.

When he looked up and saw the huge fireball, he realized that it was very late. He immediately picked up the basket and ran home. The trees were constantly changing, but when he reacted, he looked up and saw the tall and lush old tree. He gradually realized that he was lost. But how do we get home? The little white rabbit is sitting under the big tree in dismay. At this moment, he heard a vicissitudes but kind voice: "What's the matter with you, son?" The little white rabbit looked everywhere for the owner of the voice. It turned out that the old tree was talking. The white rabbit immediately replied, "I'm lost ... I can't find my way home ..." "When the sun sets, I can know the direction." This old tree is as kind as an old man. "Thank you grandpa! I know! " The little white rabbit's eyes sparkled and he was very excited.

The little white rabbit ran towards the sunset and came home. After dinner, he looked at the twinkling starry sky and couldn't help thinking: If he gets lost next time, Polaris is really an icon!

As the saying goes, every gentleman has his own taste. Some people like the sunrise rising from the horizon; Some people like the twinkling stars in the sky; Others like the bright moon; Unpredictable clouds, fresh winds and other natural beauty. I, on the other hand, like the purplish sunset hanging in the western hills.

Every evening, I am used to standing on the balcony and watching the sunset-the edge of the pale blue sky seems to be illuminated by the spotlight on the stage, and the western half of the sky is stained with a large latosolic red. There are several different shapes of clouds, showing orange and red respectively. Snow white, orange and other colors, the setting sun will make the scenery on the earth picturesque, as if urging those who work hard: go home! In a small corner of the sky, a little angel suddenly appeared, with golden curly hair hanging over her shoulders, wearing a beige dress, a big bow behind her, spreading her wings, as if chasing something; After a while, a white rabbit with long ears appeared. Suddenly, a fierce wolf came at it! Gradually, they all disappeared. ...

I remember reading a story about a wolf: it is a wolf chained, and it will be killed as long as tomorrow. On the evening of the last day of his life, people found the wolf staring at the sunset for a long time. When the sun was about to set, the wolf stood up trembling. From its gloomy and sad eyes, we can see that it hopes that solar energy will stay at this moment forever!

The sun went down slowly and gradually submerged under the mountain. At this point, it seems to be warning: don't regret not catching anything! The dark night curtain is coming, but I am still immersed in infinite reverie. ...

I like the sunset, because it is not only like a strict father, but also makes me feel his stern teaching: time is life! It is also like a loving mother, wrapping her love all over me! It is more like a respectable and amiable teacher, who has lit up my life with a lifetime of erudition!

There is a ray of red sun on the river in the distance, which is an infinitely beautiful sunset. What might the coming of dusk represent? But I'm wet by the wind and rain now. Rain, in my eyes, is so ruthless at this time! Maybe it has no human feelings.

The cool breeze after the rain is blowing by the river. I feel the cold wind after the rain alone, but my side facing the sunset is still warm, but I forget my feelings and just want to enjoy the scenery of the sunset. I have too many things to face after sunset. There seems to be some secrets hidden in the sunset, so I have to feel it with my heart and its glory with my heart. Watching the sunset shine on the river, the river fanned layers of waves and the afterglow shot into my eyes. What I see is golden light, the light of hope! When the sun rises in the east again, yesterday's ups and downs have been forgotten.

But when I turned around, I was at a loss when I recalled the current wind and rain. I seem to have lost my luster forever. The leaves on the tree are all low-headed, and some have one or two drops of water at the tip, which are transparent and bright. To my disappointment, those water drops lost their luster, just like I do now. I feel depressed again.

I'm not in the mood to enjoy the scenery anymore, so I can go back. At the moment I turned around, the last ray of sunshine of the sunset shone on the water droplets, and my eyes were immediately illuminated by bright water droplets. I immediately saw what was contained in the sunset. It was the power of rebirth, the fire that lit the soul and accompanied you through the darkness! It places its glory on all the creatures on the earth, and then breeds new power.

I turned my head and looked at the perfect afterglow, thinking, "That's just the beginning, it's a new beginning. When the sun rises again, everything is completely new. The last afterglow is the first sunshine tomorrow! "

10 Go out for a walk after dinner in the evening. Just out of the house, I saw the sunset hanging on the hill. I saw a few white clouds floating in the light blue sky. These clouds float over our heads carefree. They either gather or disperse, or they are strong or weak. Some are like mountains, some are like meek little white sheep, and some are like beautiful Bai Lianhua ... The surrounding clouds have become so beautiful, and the colors of red, white and blue have merged into a spectacular picture between heaven and earth. What a beautiful sunset! My eyes are chasing the charming sunset, which is wonderful.

When I realized the intoxicating scenery, the sun began to slide down the hillside. It gathered dazzling sunshine, ready to end the day's work. The sunset in the west is particularly big, especially bright red, and the soft light is particularly beautiful. Look! The setting sun began to go down the mountain and fell on the top of the chimney in the distance, just like a big candle illuminating the world. Clouds in the sunset also have a charm, layer after layer, as if the surging sea is roaring and roaring. It's spectacular. The sun is stuck in the swamp. In the blink of an eye, the sunset set again. The exciting moment has arrived, and the red sun is like an overflowing fireball. It slowly sank down the hillside and the sun began to set. After a while, the little face of the sunset began to sink. At this time, the yolk-like sunset has shrunk by half, like an arch bridge. Finally, it finally put away its charming colorful clothes, threw down the clouds and disappeared into the sky. I stared at the unforgettable sunset and watched its afterglow disappear before my eyes.

This is the sunset in my hometown. I love my hometown. I love everything in my hometown.

Excellent composition of sunset 1 1 "dadada, dadada" raindrops rushed into the arms of mother earth like lovely elves. It's raining again today, and the chilly wind makes me shudder.

It was getting dark and the rainy night gradually stopped. I looked at the sky on my way home and was attracted by what I saw. A round of sun on the horizon scatters bright orange all around. On the roadside, several tall trees shine in the sun, like a few dazzling diamonds, and the rays of sunshine through the leaves are like the light from diamonds; On the roof of every household, the silver is shining, and the sun shines on the roof and reflects in the sky. It is orange all day. Even the birds traveling in the air are deeply attracted by this dazzling orange.

The more I watched it, the more fascinated I became, as if I were one of the lights, playing with my friends, how lovely and happy we were. Gradually, with the passage of time, the light quietly escaped. When I really devoted myself to observing the sun, his last official hat disappeared. I was reluctant to go home, thinking about it and reading the beautiful sunset in my mouth.

Unconsciously, I walked to the door, absently took out my key, opened the door, and as soon as I entered the room, I rushed to the window without even putting down my schoolbag, lying by the window, looking at the empty sky. There is no impurity in the sky blue, but this scene makes me extremely lost. How I wish the beautiful sunset would appear again at this moment!

It turns out that the sunset is so beautiful and intoxicating, but why are you so short, so short that people can't fully enjoy its beauty?

Beautiful sunset, hope to see you again!

My mother often says "the most beautiful thing is the sunset". I don't know what it means, but whenever the sun goes down, I always like to look at the sky, because this is the time when I can face the sun boldly in a day.

On summer nights, my friends and I played wildly in grandma's yard. When I am tired of playing, I will take my friends to enjoy a special colorful painting. At this time, the afterglow of the sunset makes the sky colorful, looks unusually warm and magnificent, and can reflect people's hearts brightly. After the golden red, there will be many layers of color transitions, such as orange, yellow, yellow-green, dark blue ... Looking at these layers of colors, I often feel that my mood has gradually calmed down.

Sometimes, when I look up at the sky, I think of these colors: yellow is lively, green is quiet, blue is mysterious, black is as shy as me, and often hides at the end of the queue. In my eyes, they are all happy angels. Although they have different personalities, they painted the most beautiful sunset together. Under the rendering of these beautiful sunsets, the sunset slowly sets and disappears. Finally, the noisy day is replaced by the quiet night. The next day, the fireball named "Sunset" turned into "Sunrise" and rose slowly from the east.

What impressed me the most was that the apple trees in grandma's yard would waft with fragrance from time to time. The tomatoes in the garden are too red to eat. On the round table under the grape trellis, the dinner is steaming and fragrant. At this time, grandma often shouts "Eat, eat ……" These are the most beautiful scenery in the sunset in my childhood memory!

Sunset 13 It's raining in Mao Mao, and it's almost evening. No one wants it to be sunny again. But the sun did not let the rain clouds occupy its own sky for a moment, and smiled again.

In a small city, a ragged and scrawny little boy huddled in a corner. Although the rain has cleared up, now the eggs are close to the middle of winter and the weather is still very cold. He huddled up and kept trembling. At this time, how he longed for a warm dress!

He trudged to the side of the road, hoping that someone with good intentions could help him. He walked slowly and aimlessly by the roadside, like a leaf floating in the air with the wind.

Suddenly, he saw a lovely puppy, and its crisp and sweet cry broke the silence of the sky. Look, she is crossing the road with her tail wagging and her ass twisting! Just then, a car came flying from a distance and was about to hit the puppy. The little boy rushed up to pick up the puppy, but almost got hurt. The puppy is lying in the boy's arms, licking the dirt on the boy's face with its tongue and barking as if to say, "Thank you for saving me." The little boy put the puppy on the ground and said, "Go home quickly and be careful in the future." The puppy ran away and looked back at the stray boy who saved it.

At this moment, an old man came over and he witnessed all this. He said kindly to the little boy, "You are a good boy. I can spare your life and be a small animal. I admire you. Come home with me. " The boy nodded, and the old man dressed the boy and took him along a muddy path to the distance.

In the sunset, a pair of big feet holding a pair of small feet, they walked forward, leaving two lines of footprints, one deep and one shallow. ...

Watching the sunset is not a physical need, but a psychological need. I quite agree. Indeed, when you are lonely, it is a satisfaction to sit in an empty corner and watch the sunset quietly. Perhaps, I am lonely, so when I am unhappy, I never talk to anyone. Just one person, only one person, quietly watching the sunset, crying.

I never cry in front of others, and I don't let my tears betray my vulnerability. Although I am really not strong, I never tell anyone anything. I don't think anyone can understand. I don't want anyone to fully understand me, so I put my loneliness on the sad sunset.

When you see it. There will be an unspeakable comfort in my heart. Looking at the flickering afterglow, I feel unusually calm in my heart. When it falls, I always feel very satisfied. I know I'm in love with this bad thing. Sometimes, like a drug addict, I have an unspeakable desire for it. I rely on it very much. I took off all my disguises in the night when no one was there, and let myself indulge completely, so I indulged myself and let it erode myself, whether it was harmful or not. I am like this, and my friends often say that I am a wayward person. I think so. What's wrong with willfulness? Why wronged yourself?

Life is short, so I will love myself well in my lifetime. Just like that friend who has always loved me, he obviously doesn't like my sadness, but he wants to accompany me to watch the sunset and feel sad when I need it.

It's not my fault to fall in love with the sunset, nor is it my intention to fall in love with loneliness ~ I believe that people who know me can't bear to blame. Live somewhere else! No one doesn't want to chase, but I can't catch it.

Therefore, I never believe in forever. Who will believe that a cigarette is eternal? It still hurts when I fall, but I'm still lonely. Therefore, I never want eternity. Who has ever seen passers-by become eternal? I'm just a ghost, a ghost will never be forever!

At dusk, I carefully took care of my flowers and plants on the balcony and inadvertently looked up and saw the beautiful sunset outside the window! I was infected by it and excitedly came to a relatively flat lawn in the community to enjoy it.

What a beautiful sunset! Red, red is so wonderful: bright red, crimson, dark red, orange red, vermilion, red is not monotonous, I'm afraid only a painter can describe so much red!

The sunset dyed the whole world red, the old man's hair and beard were dyed red, and the children's little faces were dyed red. Its red light is everywhere, giving the whole world peace and harmony! In a blink of an eye, there are many people around me, and everyone may be infected! Some people are sitting in chairs, others are sitting on the grass, enjoying this wonderful moment.

Pieces of white and flawless clouds have been dyed as auspicious clouds at the moment, dancing in the air, giving people infinite memories and reverie, making the earth and people happy and peaceful!

The setting sun soon set and finally disappeared on the horizon. It's getting dark and the street lamp is on. The whole world is quiet except for a few insects occasionally. A few birds were startled by me, flapping their wings and flying away, leaving a few camphor trees standing there alone, without any vitality during the day, adding a little melancholy and desolation to the night sky.

The beauty of the sunset is deeply imprinted on my mind. Although the beautiful sunset is a long night, it summons the dawn of tomorrow and gives us hope and strength. Although not as vigorous as the noon sun, it will turn into an undercurrent to push us forward!

Except Chaoyang ...