The model essay about the sunset park is as follows:
Fan Wenyi:
When the sunset sets slowly every day, my classmates and I stroll along Laohekou Street. Along the way, we feel that the urban environment has been greatly improved and the urban infrastructure has been significantly improved; Unconsciously, I went to the Riverside Park in Laohekou, especially in the summer evening, which became a paradise for people to enjoy the cool. People who had worked hard for a day enjoyed themselves here, and spiritual and cultural exchanges also started here.
The park is a large square that is free and open. The ground is all paved with marble, which is bright and shiny, and it is a good place for people to exercise in the morning and exercise in the evening. Middle-aged and elderly people are singing and dancing here to cultivate their sentiments.
Fan Wener:
The orange-red sun covered the whole park with golden thread. There is a little golden light on the calm lake, and two or three boats are boating on the lake. The lake is clear at the bottom, and several small fish are chasing and playing in the water. The willows on the shore are reflected in the water, as if they were grooming their beautiful long hair. There are only three or five people walking on the slate path, and a cheerful dog jumps in front of them.
With the barking of dogs, several idle white doves flew up on the lawn. I was lying on the fragrant grass, watching the kites in the air spread their wings in the wind, and my heart gave out a burst of admiration. The scenery in the park is really beautiful!
Fan Wensan:
There is a park behind my home. There is a cobblestone path in the park, a large green meadow on the side and a small bridge in front. This is a natural playground for my friends and me. In the evening, the sunshine was not so dazzling. My friends and I took off our shoes and stepped barefoot on the cobblestone road. In time, the sunshine in the evening was not so fierce, but it was still so warm and comfortable to step on.
There are two sparrows looking at us in surprise, as if thinking: What are they doing? There are several children enjoying the sunset and white clouds in the sky on the grass beside the path. The setting sun sprinkled the last light in the sky, and the clouds in the sky were dyed red. Suddenly a gust of wind blew the cloud farther and farther, and finally dyed it golden. Other clouds also followed the fashion.