喜欢看日出,也喜欢欣赏日落瑰丽的景色。日出是雄浑的,日落是萧瑟而悲壮的;日出如婴儿的一声轻啼,日落如一抹沉重的叹息。在黄昏的时候,我曾看见山岬用手指依恋地将夕阳放入掌心,然后一线一线的光芒消逝了,黑夜露出了它模糊的脸庞。我很少去注意天边的云翳。我一直以为云除了遮蔽阳光外,只会给人增加心头的压抑。但在前日的黄昏,我被落日的壮观震撼了。天空中一团一团的云,不卷不 Like watching the sunrise, but also enjoy the magnificent view of the sunset. Sunrise is vigorous, sunset is bleak and tragic; Sunrise, such as a baby cry, sunset, such as a touch of heavy sigh. At dusk, I saw the headland putting fingerprints in the palm of the hand on the palm of the hand with the finger attached, and the glimmer of light disappeared, revealing its blurred face in the darkness. I rarely pay attention to the clouds on the horizon. I have always thought that in addition to cloud cover the sun, it will only give people increased heart repression. However, the evening before yesterday, I was shocked by the spectacular sunset. Clouds in the sky, not rolling