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太阳回家了,洒落一片余晖,筑起晚霞。说起晚霞,我有种刻骨铭心的悸动。你看,太阳公公辛勤了一天,慢吞吞地向山下走去,只留下一片灿烂的红霞在天边,美丽的色彩,将那水,那树,那山,染得一片火红。相比白云的单调,朝霞的冷清,晚霞就显得丰富多彩了。瞧!它偷偷地向四面伸展,似断还连,形成了一朵朵火烧云,像一群顽皮的小孩在追逐嬉戏;又像一匹枣红色的马在等待主人;又仿佛是一头暴烈的狮子张开了口;又是一朵绽放的玫瑰;还似仙女的绸带惹得蝴蝶
The sun came home, splashed a glitter, built sunset. Speaking of sunset, I kind of unforgettable throbbing. You see, the sun and the father of the hard day, walked slowly down the mountain, leaving only a brilliant Hongxia in the sky, beautiful colors, that water, the tree, the mountain, dyed a flaming. Compared to the monotony of white clouds, the deserted morning glow, the sunset is colorful. Look! It secretly extended to all sides, like broken even with the formation of a blossoming cloud, like a group of naughty children chasing play; also like a maroon horse waiting for the owner; also seems like a fierce lion Opened the mouth; it is a blooming rose; also like a fairy ribbon provoked butterflies