Looking at the sunset that gradually melts into a touch of orange dots, I know that I will eventually hate the mountains, but I still hang on.
The sky doesn't want to leave. At this time, Orange Cloud held the sky, and the blue sky allowed Orange Cloud to have its final nostalgia. belong
The story of dusk is destined to be sad, but no one denies that the moment of dusk carries so much beauty
Beautiful regrets, how many lonely brilliance, how much cannot be undone but still needs to be undone. Black will eventually become the sky
The main melody in the sky gradually splashed onto the sky like ink. At this time, the sky became a color palette, and the purple was like a
The dreamy color of the magical world is like the infinite dreams of fairies and stars, and the pure heart of the child
The color of the spirit, the slowly rippling fantasy world, occupied the entire sky. On the ground, my heart
It has already reached the sky. The car drove by on the road and stepped on the purple clouds. The car body was even more rendered in purple.
Add fantasy and a sense of technology. The purple greetings from the future on the ground, look up,
The invisible elf perched on the tree is wearing a purple robe, and the house is flashed by purple fluorescent lights.
The light spot, the flickering purple rainbow train running wildly on the top of the mountain, is not sowing purple
Candy dreamed up the entire river. The hidden secret under the purple water seduces one young man after another who seeks knowledge.
heart.
That gorgeous eternity is like a bright light that cuts through every era, like the most brilliant light in the sky
A rainbow begins with brilliance and ends with even greater brilliance.
Walking up the mountain, the fragrance strayed into the nostrils of many city teenagers like a maze. Towards
Walking up, accompanied by the gradually changing light, the gradually changing mood, with the intention of throwing all the worries down the cliff with the past.
Faith, set off towards the place kissed by the sunset.
Walking halfway up the mountain, below is the past that I don’t miss much, above is the bright future that is lowering its head to welcome
With you. Tiredness comes from the body, and anticipation comes from the part of the soul that knows best about success. Then gradually
The trees in the distance turned into majestic dots, as if they were fallen enemies on the way forward, slowly chasing after them.
Not being able to follow our footsteps, being thrown into the past by us, it seems to be a monument on the road to success. More and more
When you go up, there are fewer other buildings to compete with you for the sunshine of the setting sun. At this time, the setting sun warms everything.
All the warm emotions are poured out on such a soul that longs for glory. It's a kind of loving mother looking at her child
Full of affectionate expectations, it is the veteran's care for the recruits from body and soul that makes him feel his last moments.
The warmth is engraved in the memory of the young man who has just entered the brilliant stage. The pouring sunshine is swaying left and right
In the wind blowing the clothes of passers-by, in the sound of rain dripping into the hearts of sad people, in the countless people who look thicker
In the heavy snow that buries people's hopes, he beautifully pours out his unique and brilliant figure, as if
The Buddha's messenger in orange dances in the air. Wherever he dances, everything is stained with the furnace of hope.
The light splashed the remaining warmth into the originally gloomy air, and golden bodies were conceived in the transparent air.
The lustful hope is waiting to hatch out the most dazzling son of glory at noon.
(To be continued)
Machine-translated from the Chinese original 理科生笔下的夕阳 (published 2023-09-22). WeChat original ↗