I love the sunset in my hometown, whenever night falls, I always like to lie quietly on the railing and watch the beautiful sunset, not only because it has an intoxicating style, but also because it is full of rich life atmosphere.
We had dinner, and the sun had already set on the hillside, leaving only a glorious red glow in the sky. The sunset glow is red, and it seems to turn everything red. The sky, which had been blue, suddenly became a patch of red; the clouds changed, became the same color as the sky, just as the sky caught fire and burned the clouds.
At this time the field was unusually calm, mesmerized by the red clothes that the sunset had given it; on a green field, the reflected field burned like a torch; it was all red; everything seemed to be dyed red...
The ever-changing clouds, if you don't pay attention, are different scenes, slowly and slowly, changing another color, which makes me deeply fascinated.
When the evening glow was about to disappear, it was as if everything had to start with the sunset; good night. The grass shrugged its head, and the leaves slowly hung down, already devoid of spirit; the mimosa yawned, and the leaves closed in an instant.
The little black cats in the yard were lying on the ground, lazily stretching out a little lazy waist; the chickens jumped back to the cage with a flutter; the ducks rattled one by one, staggering back to the cage...
I love the sunset in my hometown, and I love my hometown even more.