What sentences describe the sunset waterscape?

Sunset and sunset glow are mature sunrise and morning glow, paving the way for the next dawn and looking forward to the next dawn. They are short and classic hieroglyphs of the sun's temporary departure from the world.

The sunset on the side of the day slowly fades away and loses its dazzling light. It will turn red like the sunset, leaving a "red face" in the air, and suddenly clouds will float in the sky. The setting sun, reflecting the gorgeous glow, looks down on the earth affectionately. The sunset glow in the vast sky is so beautiful, so kind and warmly embracing people.

At noon, my friends and I strolled into the quiet valley. Peony flowers are in full bloom, and pieces of rose petals, against the background of green leaves, form a meticulous picture of mountains and rivers, which is dazzling. The distant mountains are now transparent and clear blue. As sunlight reflects fantastic colors, they rise slowly and blend with clouds and sunset clouds.

When the sun sets, the afterglow of the setting sun shines on that trivial dark cloud, just like Cinderella put on beautiful crystal shoes, and the whole sky suddenly opens up and makes people feel relaxed and happy. Pieces of fiery red clouds have distinct layers, and their colors gradually fade from west to east. Those fragmented clouds are like islands painted with bright colors on the map, like golden or red waves rolling and jumping on the blue sea, and like girls' golden curls, which are elegant and noble and amazing.

The sunset has faded away. On the other side of the mountain, I open my arms and want to embrace the sunset. I ran in the direction of the sunset, trying to keep its light, but the sunset was getting farther and farther away from me, which was beyond my eyes.

Although the sunset is not as fierce as Chaoyang, it is more reserved and brighter than Chaoyang, but more prosperous than Chaoyang; Although sunset glow is not as bright as morning glow, it is brighter than morning glow, brighter than morning glow, but more dignified than morning glow.

Autumn sunset, scattered autumn leaves, swaying reeds, cool evening breeze and returning geese flying south all tell people that the cold autumn has arrived. The withered grass and leaves everywhere are golden, swaying, so soft and quiet, without a ripple, suffocating. The sky is full of rosy clouds, the distant mountains are boundless, and the tired birds return to fly. All this presents a quiet and sad beauty. Moreover, it has been dripping beyond the distant mountains.

As the sun sets, the sunset glow is reflected on the horizon, and the clouds are as colorful as they are on fire. This may be the legendary flame cloud! The sunset glow, the red autumn sunset glow, has long lost its burning power, showing a weak posture that can be looked directly at, feeling its irreversible sinking momentum to the western hills.

Late autumn, Aksu evening, some cold, some scary, people can not wait to wake up. The setting sun has receded a lot, leaving only the dark red in the sky, which is obviously no longer dazzling. My thoughts are wandering, and I seem to see another kind of warm ripple in the coolness. The heart is gentle, with a little more joy and a little less sadness. Moving on, I suddenly felt as if I was not walking a forest path, but a way of life, a way of life.

Every time the mountains cover the day, the afterglow of the sunset passes through the clouds, like thousands of golden lights, like the afterglow of the sunset, dyeing the sky white clouds red and reflecting the mountains and rivers into gold, as if the whole world had become resplendent and enthusiastic at that moment.

The sun, after a glorious journey, gradually sets in the west, still leaving the quiet beauty of dusk and a calm and quiet majesty. Every day, my stumbling steps will always accompany me. At sunset, I walked towards the sunset with a calm, calm and chic attitude.

I like to stand in the sunset, let it shine on me warmly, take a deep breath, as if I can smell the sunshine, which makes people relaxed and happy. I have always thought that the sunset is the most beautiful time of the day under the sunshine, such as a girl to be married, graceful, tender as water and smiling like a flower.

As the sunset gradually sinks, the orange light reflects everything, and the yellow Caragana is also changing the splendor of the sunset at this moment. The light shone into my heart so warmly that I couldn't help being fascinated by it.

When the autumn sunset slowly recedes on the low hillside in front of my building, the whole world is walking in the sunset. The floating clouds stopped at this moment, and they want to bring up the autumn sunset with me! Aksu, a small town in the western border against the setting sun, also shows a different charm. This gold-plated inlay makes the beautiful and rich Aksu full of charm. ...

Magic is brilliant, attractive and selfless. In the beautiful glorious bath, the gap in the cold heart is quietly melting. In the sky, the flowing clouds pouring like clear springs are lyrical for the sunset, which makes people hold their thoughts in amazement and linger silently. At this time, the night seized the opportunity. At the moment when Qingshan hesitated, the sunset was dragged into the bottom, and everything was immersed in peace.

Whenever the sunset shimmers and the colorful colors gradually flow away, its brilliance is still beautiful and warm, and the afterglow of the sunset never dissipates its enthusiasm. If you face the sunset alone, there seems to be endless reverie in your heart. In countless leisure days, I stood at dusk and looked out, and saw the sunset hanging in mid-air, shining on people's faces like a jade plate, as if plated with a dazzling layer of gold; The afterglow sprinkled on the sparkling sea. Whenever rows of waves surge, the reflected glow on the peak is like a flaming flame, flashing red light; Like a group of fish jumping on the waves; More like sparkling stars on the sea, accompanied by coconut wind blowing a burst of coolness.

When the long cold freezes the sky and the earth, the sunset is wrapped in thin ice, but light seems to be unable to shake the status of winter at all. The contest between cold and warm is repeated, and everything becomes an audience, watching their silent performance. The sunset in winter is not as active as it used to be. It wandered in the sky, trying to find a hole that can be penetrated by heat in winter. In winter, however, it only holds up an incomparably solid shield with a cold attitude, which makes the sun repeatedly unable to succeed.

Look at the sunset glow again. It is beautiful. Its red face reflects half the sky, and its big eyes are shining. Cover the world with its warmth and illuminate the dark corners.

Clouds reflect the sunset, and the horizon is red and drunk, setting off the deepening dusk. The autumn evening breeze is cool. The twilight forest is immersed in it, the leaves dance with the wind, and an unspeakable sadness and beauty rise in my heart. The shadow of the sunset fell on the grass in front of the building, scattering a faint afterglow all the way.