Yu Mingyuan: Sunset

Author: Yu Mingyuan, senior second class of The Guanghua Campus of Chengdu Shude Middle School

The autumn sun shone faintly on the freshly wiped tabletop, suddenly coming, suddenly fading. I'm here, and I'm not here. At the beginning of the new year, the old year ends gracefully. Pushing open the door, the street lamps in the courtyard have been hung with lanterns, telling the story of the new year. Ginkgo biloba is all over the ground, and they will return to the trees in the coming year.

Today the weather was nice, sunny and slightly warm. In the afternoon, stroll under the shady greenways, where broken light and shadow leak through the gaps in the subtropical evergreen mixed forest, and there is a rare comfort.

Carrying a camera to the wilderness a few kilometers away to watch the sunset, talking about only a few kilometers, but it is not easy to walk. I couldn't walk, I swept a bicycle, ran all the way, took a detour, turned seven and eight turns, and stopped at a deserted field, and my mother said that this was the best place to watch the sunset.

In fact, there are some trepidations, looking at the buildings that are about to collapse, full of bricks and soil covered with blue-green construction cloth, like the color of cyanobacteria grown by eutrophicationic sewage. Turned a corner to see the container, a blurry figure, and a faint dog barking. I slid the racket in front of me.

Walk through the woods and onto the newly repaired road that has not yet been opened to traffic, and the sunset will inadvertently break into your eyes. First golden yellow, a faint cloud hanging on the chest. The thin light split the day and night, sprinkled down but not dazzling, a little shy, moving down from the tip of the tree little by little. When it is in the crevice of the tree, it has been dyed orange, gradually turning red, spreading to the whole sky.

I have seen the sunrise at the top of the mountain, but the sunset in this city is still the first time I have seen it, and I can't help but be shocked. The sunset that can only be clearly seen in the vast field, the old branches that have lost a few leaves, and the flock of sparrows that hear the movement flying out of the bushes together, really have the feeling of "dead vines and old trees". Listening to the traffic around the city in the distance, I had to sigh "the sunset is infinitely good".

How many times in life have you been chasing sunset? When he turned to leave, he walked for a while, and the sunset was still there, ready to kiss the horizon, shrouded in smog, red and a little sinking. Looking back on racing against the sun, I was afraid it would come home before we did.

It was a few kilometers back home, and the night was getting dark. Suddenly I thought of the words I read by accident and was moved by the journey of the years, like the green onions of the wood, the clarity of the water, picking two lotus flowers, in the good moonlight, stepping to break the ice crystals; in the sunset, nostalgia for the loneliness of the city, admiring the vastness of the sea and the sky; in the prayer of the gods, listening to the songs of all things.

I should feel self-satisfied. When I was not yet twenty years old, I made many people's unfulfilled wishes at the age of sixty.

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