Under the setting sun

I am so easily satisfied, satisfied with the tenderness of this moment in the setting sun.

-- inscription

Summer dusk is particularly long, most like to walk in the summer sunset. A pair of flat-soled cloth shoes walk on the red brick road of the city, holding the joy and harvest of the day, taking a random walk in the fullness, looking at the rosy clouds in the sky, high-rise buildings, standing gently under the setting sun, the outline is no longer so resolute and cold, painted with a layer of softness by a touch of sunset, shaking hands with the world, waiting for everyone who returns home to light its lamp.

The beauty of cloth dress, in the setting sun, singing a little song, want to jump to be happy, but also worried about provoking the eyes of passers-by. As a result, bowed his head and smiled, the mood of the United States is full of feelings of fullness, filling the heart. Can not squeeze into a trace of sadness and loneliness, drunken beauty is a hymn in the setting sun. The rosy clouds in summer, disappearing slowly, have been hanging on the horizon, the accumulated golden glow, falling in the bun, at the feet, in the middle of the city, in the unknown distance.

Body light state of mind, do not expect the glorious charm, just want to take this point of the sunset in the twilight, warming the schedule of the past and the future. Stepped on the sunset in many places, saw a lot of magnificent sunset, but only fell in love with the bright sunset in my hometown. The sun was vaguely visible, hiding behind the clouds and showing a little face, like a naughty child, playing unscrupulously beside his mother.

At more than seven o'clock in the evening, the glow faded slowly, the thick clouds covered the dazzling part of the front, and the sky gradually darkened.

One step at a time, brick by brick, is left by the twists and turns of youth. Just like the beauty of the sunset, it is the steadiness that precipitated during the day. If, walking in the sunset, as frank as thorough, is great happiness, peace of mind is happiness.

A person weaves the sunset without worry with the hard work of the first half of his life. Those who give are unforgettable. Wait until the setting sun of life, take it to make a beautiful book, will also have an endless aftertaste. Some people say that when I am old, I will look for a hedge garden and cottage, plant chrysanthemums and raise chickens, and stand in the sunset, waiting for the one to return. This is a beautiful scene of life, and many people are looking for it on the road.

I am so easy to be satisfied, satisfied with all that life has given, even the sunset at dusk, a moment of tenderness, a moment of stay, can be satisfied. A lot of love passing by, gently smile in the strong self, clinging to their own side of the countryside, farming, management, waiting for the flowers to bloom and wait for the results. Because I know that holding hands in the setting sun is only the only one.

Too many beautiful scenery can not compare with this warm moment in the sunset, those beautiful scenery pass by, enjoy, can not have all. Can give oneself, the warmth is this way home, and now the sunset.

Looking forward to getting old, such as the beauty of the sunset, do not need the support of beauty, wisdom to send out their own light. Because, when the sunset at dusk fades, it is the brilliance of the lights, why be afraid of the dark?

The last light on the horizon, from the initial rosy clouds all over the sky to the coming of twilight, this short time has also become the desire of every day. It is a pleasure to be able to sing in the dusk. It is a kind of happiness to be able to hold hands in the setting sun!

Wen / Xiang Chong Scroll