Sentences describing the evening scenery

1, autumn, evening, sunset, Xia Hong all over the sky. A flat and wide cement road leads to the outside world, and buildings have sprung up. Walking on the ridge of my hometown, I can smell the faint fragrance of the earth and the fragrance of mature crops. Ah, the great changes in my hometown are like a wonderful movie, and moving pictures are displayed in my mind.

2. Where is the autumn dusk? It is in the sky. The sun in the west pours out a fiery afterglow, which makes the leisurely clouds set with a golden edge, like colored silk and brocade. Sunset clouds gather and disperse leisurely in the embrace of the blue sky, as if it were an oil painting hanging in the sky.

3. The sky is light blue, and sometimes there are clouds, which are like white cotton wool. The breeze blows their soft bodies and sings softly all the way. When you look down at the roadside, the grass is green and the flowers are blooming. Looking up again, the cotton-like white clouds have become "ponytails" and dispersed into the sky.

The sun went down, leaving golden light and turning the sky into rose. The calm Mediterranean still shines in the dusk, like a polished boundless metal.

5, a trace of melancholy, a trace of sadness, the sunset in Huang Hunxiao. Warm a pot of wine, put your heart into the lyre and sing a song at dusk in winter, which is inextricably linked and sad.

6, the night is thick, and the sunset finally can't stand the tempering of time and falls in the valley. The top of the mountain swallowed the last ray of light. Looking at the sunset, I sighed, "to see the sun, for all his glory, buried by the coming night". The beautiful sunset is so spectacular, but it is a flash in the pan. Daytime replaces the sun and the moon.

7. As the sun sets, the school is bathed in the afterglow of rosy clouds, and the students stroll around the campus in twos and threes. The evening breeze slowly brings the fragrance of flowers and plants, which makes people feel relaxed and happy, and can see the sun more brightly.

8. Because of your departure, in the evening when the setting sun was bloody, I felt lost and wandered around the campus path in boredom, only to find a faint bouquet of autumn chrysanthemums quietly hiding my face in a small flower bed beside me. Oh! Autumn, it is really autumn!

9. The sunset at dusk is really necessary, but people who belong to dusk are not selfish. This beautiful sunset also gives its own unique time to the sunset, which makes the sunset sad and reveals the mood that dusk should have. Perhaps because of the persistence of the sunset, the sunset glow can reveal some sadness and give people infinite meditation under the cover of brilliant appearance. It also makes dusk have a different charm under sadness.

10. Overlooking the dusk of the town, it seems like a golden moon falling into the Tianhe River, kissing the village in my hometown. From time to time, dogs and chickens bark from the village where the smoke is curling, as if it were a distant and hazy dream.

1 1. Where is the autumn dusk? In that fruitful orchard, persimmons bent their branches, like a layer of gold in the sunset glow, and oranges decorated like golden gems.

12, the evening sky is not dark, but has a bright blue color, and the mountains are stained with a thin blush under the irradiation of the sunset.

13, the original goose yellow foundation, light orange red; Add a light blue ribbon on the orange-red basis; One end of the ribbon is completely unfolded, and a wide bloody silk scarf gradually floats to the horizon, thus setting off the sunset more bright red and gorgeous.

14, in the evening, strange clouds appeared in the western sky. Those clouds floating on the top of the mountain are like colorful garlands; Clouds floating on the mountainside seem like beautiful silk scarves; And the clouds floating in the sky are the flowers scattered by the little fairy when she flies.

15. Overlooking the dusk of the town, it's like a golden moon falling in the Tianhe River, kissing my hometown village. From time to time, there are several dog barks and chicken crows from the village where the smoke is curling, as if it were a distant and hazy dream.

16, I still remember you holding my hand and asking me what my dream was. I said I didn't know, but I haven't decided yet. But you told me with a sad face that you want to be a pigeon raised by grandpa, let it out of the cage every morning, go wherever you want, and be free if you want. In the evening, I will go back to the cage at dusk, eat a handful of millet and have a good sleep. Life is a happy cycle.

17, the clouds in the evening, just like Grandma Bing Xin said, "Words are the most useless things in the world, and you can't write such an ethereal and wonderful scene." No, maybe my imagination is not rich enough, maybe my literary talent is not good enough. In short, the ever-changing clouds weave the sky into vivid pictures, so that people can enjoy this beautiful scenery in their spare time and guess the stories it has changed.

18, in the evening, the sunset glow burned the sky red. People come and go on the beach by the sea. Some people are swimming, some are picking up shells, some are playing, and the laughter is as high as the waves. The cool sea water washes away people's fatigue and heat, making people feel relaxed and refreshed.

19, came to the pond under the slope and looked at the beautiful scenery in the summer evening. I saw the sunset glow burning half the sky, reflecting a pool of water and the whole mountain. The range of Xia Guang is gradually narrowing, and the color is gradually becoming lighter. Purple becomes crimson, crimson becomes pink, pink becomes pink, and finally disappears.

20. On a spring night, the lake is like the Milky Way. The breeze blows, there is a wave, with a little moonlight and starlight, as if writing a song on the lake.

2 1, the scene in front of us is quite like a Chinese painting: dissolved moonlight, a long river, a boat selling porridge, an ancient banyan tree with a beard, an ancient gun with a cold light shining, people playing with fists and sticks ... Ah, the night in Goose Pond is really beautiful, full of traditional beauty in China.

22, the south wind often comes to dusk, but also brings its gift-silk rain; The softness of silk rain; The clothes are wet, Siyu is sad, silent and speechless, and the beauty of Siyu is heartless and affectionate. Suddenly, the beautiful picture was wet by the rain. Make the night more sad and beautiful. All this is self-evident.

23, the south wind often comes to dusk, but also brings its rich gifts and rain; The softness of silk rain; The clothes are wet, Siyu is sad, silent and speechless, and the beauty of Siyu is heartless and affectionate. Suddenly, the beautiful picture was wet by the rain. Make the night more sad and beautiful. All this is self-evident.

24. 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.

25, spring night meditation spring night, light moon cage yarn, graceful Tingting. The wind brushed my cheek and swept up my long hair. The moonlight is as calm and soft as water. My heart is like this moonlight, calm and soft. I dare not pursue anything deliberately. I just hope that all good beginnings have a happy ending, just like this spring night is long and far away.

26. On the Mid-Autumn Festival, people buy all kinds of things, except moon cakes, most of which are eaten. In the evening, the family had a reunion dinner and looked at the dark sky, hoping that the moon would come out early.

27. The beauty of autumn clouds lies in their colors. In the evening, the clouds are colorful, and the afterglow of the sun shines on the clouds, first red, then orange, orange and finally purple.

28. In autumn, the hot summer has finally slipped away, and the time when the sun shines on the earth is shorter than that in summer, and it no longer shines from five or six in the morning to six or seven in the evening; The sunshine began to become soft and docile, and it was no longer as angry and frightening as summer. The sunshine in autumn is always oblique, not as direct as in summer, so the temperature drops obviously.

I like summer nights best. Intoxicating beauty, gorgeous beauty! The fiery red cloud covered the western sky like a colorful watercolor painting.

It began to snow in the evening, and then it didn't stop all night. Snowflakes fell gently on the beehive coated with black paint. The bees are sleeping. In a delicate hexagonal honeycomb, it is like a secret letter sealed with wax.

3 1. In the autumn morning, the sun shines on the earth and everything. The first pleasant bird song in the morning heralds a beautiful day. At night, fiery red clouds are like fire clouds, surrounded by the sun, and the afterglow of the sun reflects the crows, and night falls. Stars, quiet and peaceful night! I love autumn, and I love her morning and night.

If you go out for a walk on a summer night, you will often see country people having dinner. They moved tables, chairs and meals to the door and ate widely. The rosy clouds on the horizon, the evening breeze and the birds flying home overhead are all their good friends. Together with the country people, they merged into a natural and harmonious natural landscape.

33. The sky is light blue, and sometimes there are clouds, which are like white cotton wool. The breeze blows their soft bodies and sings softly all the way.

34. In autumn, green onions are full of vitality and dance with the wind. Every evening, grandma will bring back a laundry list of onions, clean them at home and sell them in the market the next morning. Grandma's onions are very fragrant. They never use pesticides and are sold out in a few minutes.

35. The night has passed and spread out. The tall French phoenix tree is illuminated by dazzling white street lamps. In the dark night sky, it circles around to seize the green, and sometimes the night wind blows, making a gentle rustling sound, and only for an instant, it disappears into infinite silence.

36. I climbed to the top of the five-story building and looked at it with my eyes wide open. I saw the sunset hanging in the air, just like a jade plate. It shines on people's faces, and people's faces are like a layer of gold; It shines on the water, and the river floats like gold, as if a magical little star is shining; It shines on the green trees, and the green trees seem to be painted with oil, which makes them greener.

37. Autumn comes with coolness. Although the sunshine is still bright, it no longer stings people's spine and becomes broad-minded and clear, as if it had finally faded. Dew came back, wet the ridge in the morning and evening, and hung quietly in the field. Lululan also came to the dam, floating quietly and never returning to the valley.

38. At dusk, just like a column of incense I lit in front of the Buddha, the bitterness and melancholy at peace will continue to set off the dream of love and heartache. A kind of sadness is drawn from the bottom of my heart and stretched until the light beam can't touch it. Let dusk touch the pain in my heart, which is hidden in the black world.

39. The air is fresh in the early morning of autumn, and there is no publicity in summer and cold in winter. In the autumn evening, Xia Zi is full of the sky, which is thought-provoking. The beautiful scenery in front of us turns into deep lingering, which makes people linger back and forth.

40. The retreating days exude charming, melancholy and bright red light, just like the blush on a beautiful woman's cheeks when she was ill before she died.

4 1, early summer evening, sitting by a quiet river, the breeze is blowing slowly, the willows are braiding in the mirror, and the children in the distance are laughing and playing. What a wonderful night! In the evening, I walked alone by the river, feeling infinitely disappointed. The willow drooped listlessly, and the wind gently brushed my cheek, wiping away the imperceptible tears in the corner of my eyes and comforting me.

42. In the few minutes when the music lasted, Times Square was as quiet as the grassland in the evening. I saw the western sun shining on the listeners, and the breeze blowing them, as if they were just tall weeds!

43. Dusk may be a cloud entrusted by the night, hanging in the western sky, or it may be the prelude to the arrival of a warm night, but in any case, dusk is so charming not only because of its colorful clouds, but also because it can interpret the true meaning of the night with a determination of self-destruction.

44. The shape of clouds will change from time to time. Sometimes like a cotton cloud, sometimes like a wave on the river. They change so naturally, so quickly, so strangely.

45. Late autumn dusk always comes quickly. In the mountain river, the sun sets in the western hills before the water vapor evaporated from the sun dissipates. As a result, the blue wind in the valley, with a strong coolness, drove the white fog and wandered down the mountain, while the shadow of the mountain peak fell on the village faster and the shadow became thicker and thicker; Gradually merged with the night, but soon, it was dyed silver-gray by the moonlight candle.

46. The passing days glow with bright and charming light, just like the blush on a beautiful woman's face when she was ill before she died.

47. Who can laugh at the end, who can be on the stage of success, and who can hold the moon with all the stars? Secular things are like chess. Perhaps only by relying on dusk alone can we decompress the mind and throw away all the troubles, all the helplessness and pursuit. Life is dusk after sunset, and tomorrow is the dawn.

48. The scenery in the evening is intoxicating: dew moistens the languid flowers and plants, there is no wind, the surroundings are unusually quiet and the air is cool and pleasant.

49. In the evening, large snowflakes fall from the dark sky. At the moment, mountains, rivers, fields and villages are all covered with snow.

50. When you look down at the roadside, there are green grass and flowers. Looking up again, the cotton-like white clouds have become "ponytails" and dispersed into the sky.

5 1, I like summer nights best. They are intoxicating and gorgeous! The fiery red cloud covered the western sky like a colorful watercolor painting. At first, it was a goose yellow background, a faint orange red; Add a light blue ribbon on the orange-red basis; One end of the ribbon is completely unfolded, and a wide bloody silk scarf gradually floats to the horizon, thus setting off the sunset more bright red and gorgeous.

52. Some of these clouds are like a group of meek little sheep grazing on the grassland thousands of miles away; Some are like a mighty lion, dressed in golden armor in the afterglow of the sunset, as if meeting the challenge. Look at those clouds over there, just like dragons playing in the air. Among them, several small colorful clouds, such as golden pearls, interweave and rotate among the dragons, which are gorgeous and dazzling.

53. After the rain, clean roads, dark days, yellow colors, looking for the smell of earth, smelling the flowers and looking at the green fields are really happy. At this moment, my heart seemed to be hit by something, knocking off the dust still sinking on it, and I suddenly felt very light.

54. Every time the sun puts away its dazzling light in the evening, it becomes a golden CD. Many birds will fly back to the bamboo forest downstairs. There are not many green bamboos. Those birds are called bamboo birds. Petite and exquisite body, crisp voice, they chirp together in droves, as if chatting together, and as if singing together.

55. The distant mountains in the twilight are gloomy and magnificent. In the vast sea of people, I saw two poplars and pine trees standing on the top of the mountain.

56. The scene in front of us is quite similar to a Chinese painting: dissolved moonlight, a long river, a boat selling porridge, an ancient banyan tree with a beard, an ancient gun shining with cold light, and people playing with fists and sticks. The night in Goose Pond is really beautiful, full of China traditional beauty.

57. At night, strange clouds appeared in the sky. Under the setting sun, it adds a bit of mystery. Some are like the frog prince, whose crown shines brightly. Some are like a running white rabbit, photographed by the sunset glow in Huang Cancan. Others are like little flowers to greet the sunset glow. That's cute.

58. In the distant sky, there are a few faint clouds that changed in the blink of an eye. Clouds with golden sunset glow, like several dragons, play, rotate, rise and jump in the air. I can't help but see that small cloud, like a golden ball, intertwined and rotating among the dragons! Gorgeous and spectacular! Bright and brilliant!

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.

60. The sunset left a long shadow, which was red. The sky soon darkened, grape-colored dusk, purple dusk. Covered with citrus forests and narrow Gua Tian; The sun is a kind of squeezed grape purple mixed with burgundy red.

6 1, the twilight has blurred, and the sky full of sunset clouds gradually becomes dim and colorless.

62. Summer evenings are warm and beautiful. Like an elegant young woman; Wear colorful skirts, close your temples and gently hold them up; Elegant and elegant.

63. I love autumn, which is an innate love. In the evening when the autumn water is getting colder, it is still a burst of osmanthus fragrance. In autumn, only by embracing deeply can we see through its unique charm; Only by savoring with your heart can you enjoy its fruitful joy, and only by stopping to bargain can you describe its lofty and pure posture. Feel autumn, feel life.

64. Look, the sun put away its dazzling light and turned into a golden disc, jumping happily and disappearing behind the western hills. At this time, a large area of clouds appeared on the horizon. They have different shapes, some like horses, some like mountains, some like sharks, and some like crabs. They all look lifelike, lifelike.

65. Spring girl came, gently with bright spring scenery, but slightly hazy and melancholy. At night, I look up at the starry sky and the raindrops gently touch my face. The starry sky is surrounded by a little fog, which is very sad.

66. It's late at night, and the lights in the small town are like fireflies flying far away, getting darker and darker, and the whole city is like a dream. Suzhou, an ancient city, is sleeping now. She lay quietly in the arms of the canal, like a water lily on a silver riverbed.

67. Looking up at the sunset, the sun seemed to stab me with a sword, and my tears flowed out.

68. At dusk, the whole colorful grassland is shrouded in the bright sunset and slowly sinks.

69. Where is the autumn dusk? It's in a colorful flower bed. * * Wearing golden clothes, it looks like festive fireworks. Some are like beautiful corals, graceful in the breeze, making this autumn night more enchanting.

70. Autumn is coming to an end, just like this sunset, leaving a few rays of biting cold wind, leaving you unconsciously and quietly, leaving no servants and missing and caring. The cold wind blows, which is not only the departure of autumn, but also the beginning of winter. And this sunset, isn't it? These afterglow are not only the departure of the sunset, but also the beginning of the night.

7 1, clouds in the evening. Clouds turn red for a while, like delicate flowers; Blue for a while, like an endless sea; It is golden for a while, like a golden wheat field.

72. I believe this is not my own experience: in the evening, you sit under the eaves and watch the sky slowly darken, feeling lonely and desolate and deprived of your life. I was a young man at that time, but I was afraid to live like this and get old. In my opinion, this is more terrible than death.

73. There is always a smell of cooking smoke in the evening air, mixed with all kinds of dishes on the warm table, and mixed into a special taste. This smell is not only an olfactory experience, but also a tactile and psychological experience. Always warm, practical and reunion.

74. The blood-red sunset slowly sinks into the scattered clouds, which obliquely casts the rosy glow on the river.

75. At dusk, I put away the long string of sad words and stared at the earth with black pupils. There are still people singing and dancing, but there are still a group of people looking at the direction of another group of people in the dim light. Flute and erhu sound faintly floated in the air, hoarse and melodious.

76. Dusk is like the code word of our life, which guides people to understand the calmness and indifference of life. The tranquility of the sunset is like a bunch of starlight, which makes people feel lonely and quiet. Dusk doesn't mean sadness. I love dusk, its light, its soft and hopeful light, and it ends the day with the most beautiful scenery.

77. The sun is about to set, night falls, crows come home, and cattle and sheep enter the circle. The last ray of sunshine also dimmed.

78. I love autumn, but I love autumn leaves more. At sunset in the evening, my mother and I walked along the river bank. Sometimes I look up at the leaves on the roadside and see that the leaves are really varied and varied!

79. It's dusk, and the sun is still relentlessly setting late, and getting up early occupies 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.

80. What attracts me most is the fiery red clouds. It is covered with red clothes and looks like a red belt in the sky. Its fiery afterglow turned trees, flowers and small animals into fiery red, even myself into red.

8 1. At night, the lights turned on, and a little dim light set off a quiet and peaceful night. In the countryside, on the path, by the stone bridge, there are people walking slowly with umbrellas; There are also farmers working in the fields, wearing wrinkled clothes and wrinkled hats. Their houses are scattered and silent in the rain.

82. When dusk comes, the sunset glow burns like a flame, covering half the sky. The air nearby seems to be particularly clear, like glass.

83. Dusk is like the code word of our life, which guides people to understand the calmness and indifference of life. The tranquility of the sunset is like a bunch of starlight, which makes people feel lonely and quiet. Dusk doesn't mean sadness. I love dusk, its light, its soft and hopeful light, and it ends the day with the most beautiful scenery.

84. Near dusk, on the top of the old elm tree in the old yard, groups of crows circled back and forth like pieces of ink, shouting at each other.

85. Dusk is the most elegant foreshadowing before dawn; Dusk is the other shore, and it is the most pleasant ending before it is shattered. This shore, the other shore, is connected, which is a lifetime. Laugh and sigh at the world of mortals, East, who is singing for whom; It's still dusk in the west, and smoke clouds pass by.

86. The color of the clouds beside the sunset changes greatly. Lily color, golden yellow, purple and yellow, gray and red. Just blink and it will turn into rosewood again. It's really colorful and changeable.

87. When the sunset glow burns half the sky, some people are swimming on the beach, some are picking up shells and some are laughing heartily, so the cheers here are getting higher and higher like waves.

88. Late autumn dusk always comes quickly, and the sun sets on the western hills before Shan Ye is dissipated by the water vapor evaporated by the sun. As a result, the blue wind in the valley, with a strong coolness, drove the white fog and wandered down the mountain; The shadow of the mountain peak fell on the village more quickly, and the shadow became thicker and thicker, gradually blending with the night, but it was soon dyed silver-gray by the moonlight candle.

89. Looking at the dusk, feeling the dusk, let my melancholy heart fly again and again in the sunset, and the sky gradually darkened. However, I found that the sunset was redder at this time, like a fire, ah! At dusk, do you not give up? Even though you have lost your original glory, you are still looking forward to trying to fade your dreams.

90. Autumn clouds are naughty and beautiful. In the morning, it plays hide-and-seek for us; At noon, I like to hug Grandpa Sun. He struggled for a long time before he appeared. In the afternoon, it began to do magic. At night, it made up and became a painted face. In the evening, it invites Sister Moon to go to bed.

9 1. Clouds in the evening, just like Grandma Bing Xin said, are the most useless things in the world, and you can't write such an ethereal and wonderful scene. No, maybe my imagination is not rich enough, maybe my literary talent is not good enough. In short, the ever-changing clouds weave the sky into vivid pictures, so that people can enjoy this beautiful scenery in their spare time and guess the stories it has changed.