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People about after dusk

author:Chestnut is a little book girl

The eyes were filled with a large patch of warm yellow, and large expanses of clouds, like wavy potato chips, glowed golden and angular. It is also like a fan, the color goes from light to dark. Although the color is dark, it is also clear, and there is no cloud in the distance, but the outline of the mountain that is not easy to see on the opposite side is seen.

The wavy potato chip-like cloud gradually changed from golden yellow to purple red, like a little girl who accidentally knocked over the rouge and smudged to show the sky. In fact, it did not take long, but I couldn't help but have the feeling that time flew by, but I also achieved the famous sentence of eternity The sunset is infinitely good, but it is only near dusk.

The tall, gleaming buildings facing east during the day have now become dim, with no details to see and no temperature.

And all those facing west, unobstructed parts, are dyed with gold edge, so beautiful that a natural filter is added.

This beautiful sky can be seen by everyone, but few people can calm down and slowly appreciate it.

Shops are lined up, stalls are lined up, and vehicles are speeding. Although it is already dusk, it is not counted as the time to go to and from work. Although it is also the setting sun, it is also a beautiful view that cannot be enjoyed. Maybe this sunset is just a time for them to go to work or work overtime. Everyone is busy with their lives and has no time to take care of this simple and romantic view.

Time is fleeting, especially this twilight time, no one records, then I record for you, you can enjoy the beauty you have missed in your leisure time. But don't be sorry, as long as, while you are working, give yourself five minutes of time, will be so quiet to look at the sky, you will find that every day is a beautiful view. Take the power of the setting sun to give you and plunge into a life full of fireworks, where there is your happiness.

Look, the colorful billboard lights are on, the street lights are on;

Smell, the smell of small dumplings, overflowing with fragrance;

Listen, the dripping sound of speeding cars is endless.

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