2. When the sunset is at its best, it is always near dusk. There are a lot of things in the world are like this, especially some particularly brilliant and beautiful things. So you don't have to be sad, and you don't have to regret, even if you go to the jungle to catch the spring, you don't have to keep it. Because this is life, there are some things you can't keep. You must first learn to endure its ruthlessness, before you know how to enjoy its tenderness.
3, I can imagine that the best thing in life is to accompany you to grow old together, swinging in the sunset in the fall, enjoying the sunset scenery **** degree of the rest of life!
4, the wind blew slowly, rice as waves tumbling in layers, I seemed to hear a burst of joyful laughter, the setting sun spread in the field, as a sea of gold, mixed with a slight red. A grain of rice can not help but jump in, soaking in this sea, the body exudes a burst of tantalizing fragrance of rice, smell soothing.
5, dusk, the sunset stained the whole sky, your blood is also like this sunset, stained the sky red but not red, my heart.
6, looking at the sunset on the road, suddenly remembered when lying on top of the grass, watching the night a little bit down. And now, although the four sides have been surrounded by high-rise buildings, but look up, the unchanging sunset is hidden in the clouds. Years ago in the small town, the person, the sunset, disappeared now left behind only the strange city of the lonely guest.
7, if you can, I would like to sit on the chair in the sunset, waiting for you, waiting for you and I slowly grow old together, with the sunset, you and I together in the afterglow home.
8, there is the smell of chalk, everywhere covered with jagged cracks in the glass windows, the sound of the Department of Sports coming from afar, the setting sun cast a slice of the cherry petals Qian shadow, quiet and restful sleep, the landscape began to change.
9, your sunset, my face, who's a third of the year.
10, the sunset may be the remnants of the beauty of the chapter, can be in their best moments **** invite the new moon. There is the evening sun dancing, there are micro-stars embellished, there is the harmony of light and darkness. May know how much the sunset do not want to pass away? How much the crescent moon does not want to part? When the eternal silence of the night is replaced by darkness, the crescent moon and the setting sun are only left with a lonely track. They have never given up, just for one day to have a meeting.