Beautiful sunset, short sentences, beautiful sunset, say a complete set of sentences.

First, the earth is calm at night, and even the birds fly back to their homes. In the distant horizon, there is a red sun, red and big, spreading its last ray of light to the earth. In the evening, the earth was calm, and even the birds flew back to their homes. On the distant horizon, there is also a red sun, red and big, which is quietly sprinkling its last ray of light on the earth, and its fiery light is burning the newly cooled earth. The golden light swayed gently with the water waves. In the end, the sunset exhausted its own life fuel. At that moment, it disappeared, leaving only a few sparse stars on the horizon.

Second, the vast grassland is covered with a layer of gold by the bright red morning sun. Dewdrops on grass leaves are like gems embedded in emeralds, with colorful brilliance. Red, white, yellow, blue and purple, all kinds of wild flowers make the green grassland more beautiful than the garden.

Third, although the setting sun is not as fierce as the morning sun, it is more reserved and less brilliant than the morning sun, but more prosperous than the morning sun; 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.

Fourth, gradually, the golden sunshine turned orange and began to become soft and charming.

Life is just the distance from afternoon to dusk, tea is cool and words are exhausted, and willow shoots are on the moon.

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

Seven, dusk has made the sigh of the morning, and the morning has opened the surprise of the evening.

8. The sunset will eventually set and the night will come. Under the rendering of night, the earth, cities and streets will be shrouded in a layer of night, and even the wind blowing from the sunset will be as silent as night.

9. The sunset at dusk is really necessary, but people who belong to dusk are not selfish. This beautiful sunset also gives the sunset its own unique time, which makes the sunset sad and shows the mood it should have at dusk. 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.

Ten, summer is coming, the light rain in the late spring, with those scattered sheep, cast a clear shadow with a touch of melancholy and hope in the streamer conversion.

Eleven, before the flowers and under the moon, I would like to be a moon watcher. That trace of affection can only be kept in my heart. Look at the sunset, sunset, whose eyes are dyed red by the sunset?

12. No matter how beautiful the sunset sky is, you can't accompany me to watch the sunset.

Thirteen, I sat in a chair watching the sunrise and resurrection; I sat in the sunset and watched the decline of the city.

Fourteen, the sunset left a long shadow, a piece of red blood. 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.

Fifteen, the faint crimson sunset shines on the western hills, and large white clouds float in the blue sky. They are flaming purples in the sunset. If you look carefully, you will see clouds flying in the air, just like in a veiled dream, which will keep you away from troubles.

Sixteen, the mountains in the sunset are dignified and majestic, which makes me intoxicated and obsessed!

Seventeen, it is necessary to experience a separation, in order to understand the taste. After seeing your husband, you will be drunk into thousands of cups, which is unbearable. Once we meet, the sunset will shine.

I don't know when it started, but I fell in love with the winter dusk. At dusk, people come and go in the teahouse in front of the house. The setting sun fell in the corner of the teahouse, and a faint fragrance floated in. The thin air is stained with a faint warmth, more or less like moonlight dusk. The illuminated land, countless flying jade dust feathers turned into a few reddish rays on the horizon. People are talking and laughing, flowing in the sunshine in those years, floating on the clouds, and raining at dusk from time to time, accompanied by the hazy twilight every year, irrigating the lonely corners in those years. Living in the dusk, people's hearts are moist. If you want to take root, how can you find the loneliness that lasted for several months in that miserable time?

Nineteen, before the flowers and under the moon, I would like to be a moon watcher. That trace of affection can only be seen in my heart. Whose eyes are sunset, sunset and sunset red?

Twenty, the sun converged its dazzling light and turned into a red round face. The blue sky is like a clear lake. Slowly, the color is getting stronger and stronger, rising like a lake.

Twenty-one, sometimes the sunset glow is fish scales, one next to the other, with different densities and shapes. In most cases, it is red and yellow. Caixia will also be yellow and red, red and purple, which is very layered. A gray machine flew from the horizon, and the roaring sound broke the initial silence of the sky, and she also left a white arc in the air. But I'm still here. It took me a long time to react. Cai Xia is on the other side of the day, and I am on the other side of the day, but it seems within reach, but I can't touch it every time I reach forward. However, I think even if I touch it, it will be scattered when I touch it.

Twenty-two, the sky was stained with blood red by the sunset, pink clouds were reflected on the river, and the whole river was completely new. At this moment, the horizon is like a raging fire.

Twenty-three, the most beautiful thing you said is the sunset hidden behind the house. The most beautiful thing about me is that the sunset shines on your face. I just saw it.

Twenty-four, when the sun sets, it is not so dazzling. It is so big, so red, so round, hanging at the top of the tree. Looking at him, you will suddenly have endless fantasies, endless hopes and endless courage.

Twenty-five, the sun sets, resplendent and magnificent, the streets are bustling, and no one pays attention to this beautiful scenery.

26, the sea jumped out of a red sun, bright and dazzling, air and sea immediately filled with Hui Jin, the sea changed from dark blue to blue.

Twenty-seven, it is rare to have time to stay quietly by the sea, watching the sunset and countless stars, and thinking a lot.

Twenty-eight, the prosperity is gone, who is whose home. When the sun sets, who walks with whom.

Twenty-nine, at dusk, the sunset has the last afterglow, creating eternal beauty, staying in the memories of people who come back from afar and forming eternal memories.

I have no regrets all my life. I remember running in the sunset that afternoon, which was my lost youth.

Thirty-one, look at the sunset glow. The sunset glow is beautiful. Its red face reflects half the sky, and its big eyes radiate light. Cover the world with its warmth and illuminate the dark corners.

32. The red sun hangs in the western sky and is surrounded by a large cloud. Clouds blocked the sun from setting, so their tired faces flushed. The sun can't set for this, only those who are ashamed can make the night longer and the weather cooler. The other clouds are very happy, stretching, wearing the whitest clothes, in pairs, pushing and shoving around to the horizon, and then quietly looking at the bottom in the blue sky.

Thirty-three, the years have passed, and it is another autumn, winter, spring and summer in a blink of an eye. I still remember that the sun had set at dawn, and every minute in my memory was beautiful.

Thirty-four, the south wind often comes to dusk, and it 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.

35. It has been raining for a long time recently. At dusk, the short circuits in the sparse long streets are soaked and generally flat. The sky is yellow, like a layer of tea dirt in an old enamel cup. This is my hometown where I grew up. Is ambiguous, afraid of Confucianism, ordinary, good but ugly. Just like human nature. In this beautiful and regrettable world, it seems like a year has passed.

36. Whether it is spring, summer, autumn and winter, whether it is dawn or sunset, there is always their shadow. This is called caring for each other. It's called never leaving. The most perfect thing in life is that someone watches the sunset every day.

37. Dusk is a natural landscape. Have you ever seen dusk? Although it is common sometimes, it can also make people intoxicated sometimes. On a trip, I accidentally saw the scene of dusk. At that time, there was a magical and beautiful dusk in my mind. When dusk comes, I feel very gentle and tottering on the horizon. Gradually, the round sun turned into a semicircle, and the rays of the sun were not as dazzling as usual, becoming more and more ethereal and blurred. The color of the cloud changed from red to orange under the weak sunlight. Gradually, the clouds became various shapes, and the last light gradually disappeared, and the clouds became dark black.

38. 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 death.

Thirty-nine, I want to live with you In a small town, * * * enjoys endless dusk and endless bells.

Forty, is the autumn leaves yellow the sunset, or the afterglow of the sunset sprinkled on every leaf.

Forty-one, the time is shallow, and the autumn colors are fading. Sitting in the sunset, looking at the mottled light and shadow on the wall, I just want to make my heart as quiet as a lotus and people as pale as chrysanthemums.

Forty-two, the sky is like a piece of drawing paper, so that the magical brush of sunset glow can be freely sprinkled on it. The setting sun slowly disappears from the horizon, and the surrounding light is slowly replaced by darkness. The sun shone on the earth for a day, and it seemed a little tired. There was no noise between heaven and earth, and everything gradually returned to calm.

Forty-three, the sunset is ever-changing. When the sun goes down, the horizon suddenly shines brightly. In an instant, the sea sky was dyed red, with a hint of pink blue on it. It is true that this kind of scene should only exist in the sky, and people can get several perspectives.

Forty-four, you said that one day, I will stand quietly by your side and watch the sunset with you.

Forty-five, time slipped away quietly, and the sun became redder and redder, hanging between the roof and the edge of the sky. After a while, the sunset gradually subsided and became gentle, just a red ball, like a big lantern with a soft flame.

Forty-six, flowers bloom and fall, people come and go, the sun sets, people go to the building, things change. Perhaps, this is the end, but I never thought it would be like this; Maybe this is the meaning of life, but I never thought that this is where you are going.

Forty-seven thousand, three thousand, white boy head. Lonely sunset, a piece of Mo Lancang. Look at the end of prosperity with melancholy eyes. Vicissitudes, sunrise and autumn wind depression.

Forty-eight, however, there are some big clouds moving slowly towards it. This time, it can't get rid of them. So, it playfully parted the clouds, stuck out its head, looked around with its eyes, and wanted to see the world again before going to bed. It sits on the cloud, directs the cloud and gradually flies to the horizon. The sun sits on a fairyland-like cloud chair, admiring and looking around the world it once lit up. Now, only a small part of Xia Guang, like a dog eating the moon, disappears into the western sky bit by bit.

Forty-nine, after a while, it walked like a man and gradually approached the mountain. At this time, the sunshine is no longer dazzling, it has gradually converged this dazzling light, only emitting a soft light.

Ah Heng, you snuggled in Shao Hao's arms, but you forgot me. I don't know. I miss you and love you in your invisible shadow. At sunset, people left, and a few words fell on the stationery.