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最近十一月的一天,我们目睹了一个极其美丽的日落。正当我仍然漫步于一道小溪发源处的草地之上,那高空的太阳,终于在一个凄苦的寒天之后,暮夕之前,突于天际骤放澄明。这时但见远方天幕下的衰草残茎,山边的木叶橡丛,顿时沉浸在一片最柔美也最耀眼的绮照之中,而我们自己的身影也长长伸向草地的东方,仿佛是那缕斜晖中仅有的点点微尘。周围的风物是那么妍美,一晌之前还是难以想象,空气也是那么和暖
On the most recent November day, we have seen an extremely beautiful sunset. Just as I was still walking on the grass at the source of a brook, the sky was finally clear after a miserable cold day before sunset. At this time, however, we could see the weakest stems of the distant canopy, the oak leaves of the mountainside, suddenly immersed in one of the softest and the brightest of the Qizhao, and our own figure also extends to the east of the grass, as if Is the only slight dust in that ray of light. The scenery is so Yan Mei around, a long while ago is still unimaginable, the air is so warm