Instant dusk
As the sun sets in the west, the earth is bathed in the afterglow of the clouds. People stroll in the streets in twos and threes, and the evening wind slowly blows with waves of fragrance mixed with flowers and trees. It makes people feel relaxed and happy, and the sunset is infinitely better.
The wind blew away my worries all day long, and I couldn't help but sing softly. What gave me at this time was not pain and sadness, but an artistic sadness. This sadness was not a sad feeling, it was an unparalleled and tragic mood. When you look to the west, that The flames like molten gold gradually turned from brilliant to dull. At that moment, a warm feeling would arise spontaneously in my heart.
A bright red sunset shines on the Western Mountain, and large white clouds float in the azure blue sky. They show a flaming red under the glow of the setting sun. If you look carefully, You will see the clouds fluttering in the sky, just like being in a veil-like dream, which will keep you away from troubles.
I strolled happily on the campus playground, walking so lightly and slowly, as if I didn't want to disturb this intoxicating dusk.
With eyes that have been tired all day long, at this time, I look to the west and see that the setting sun has already reached the top of the mountain. The setting sun is like blood, and the clouds are like fire, giving the campus, woods, rivers, villages, The mountains are plated with soft carmine red, and there is a faint golden light radiating around them.
The fish in the pond return to the deep, the smoke from the cooking stove calls for children, and travelers travel together. The soft sound of the setting sun kissing the ground divides the day and night. So the tired bird that threw itself into the forest, just like the poet's burning poem manuscript, returned home carrying the bloody flames of the setting sun...
A refreshing night breeze blew in my face, as if all the worries and fatigue were gone. Ignoring it, every tense nerve in the body gradually relaxed; the wind-ruffled river surface showed ripples, reflecting the bright red rays of the sun, like a river of red agate, shining brightly; far away The small bamboo forest here is shining with green light, and the bamboo leaves are gently swaying in the breeze. The rustling sound of the wind blowing the leaves is like singing a beautiful song; the high-altitude wind is chasing it wantonly. , teasing, tearing at the clouds.
Looking further down, there is a small river - Xiaobeijiang. The color of bamboo and the blush of sunset add a quiet atmosphere to Xiaobeijiang, and the graceful shadow of bamboo and the magnificent sunset are similar. The light of the brocade made Xiaobeijiang more friendly in people's minds; several small fishing boats returned home, creating a sparkling water pattern on the river.
Sometimes birds fly in mid-air, and sometimes I can hear the clear and sweet chirping of magpies. At this time, I wake up from my dream at dusk.
The sun has set, and the burning sunset has gradually dimmed.
In the blink of an eye, the last ray of sunset in the western sky has melted into the dim twilight. The sky is gradually getting darker. The surrounding mountains show an outline of green and black. The twilight is getting thicker and the earth is in chaos. confused.
This is like the end of a symphony, extremely beautiful, but gradually returns to silence and silence, arousing endless sighs in people's hearts, and laying a layer of touching poetry on the dusk on campus: "The desert." "The solitary smoke is straight, the long river is setting sun" is its unparalleled majestic momentum; "A setting sun spreads over the water, half of the river is rustling and half of the river is red" is its mature charm; "The late love in the world" further highlights its tranquility...
Gradually, gradually, night falls, and the intoxicating dusk still appears in my mind. The beautiful and fascinating scene deeply attracts me: my sight, my My spirit, my thoughts... were all immersed in this indescribably beautiful "twilight picture". I fell into this inexplicable feeling and couldn't extricate myself.
With a reluctant heart, I took heavy steps and quietly left the boundary of the dusk...