Bạn tham khảo trên các ý này nhé! * When the sun is about to set:
- The sun sets the mountain to the west. Stunning afternoon. The illuminated fan shone on the sky, slamming down to the ground.
- Birds fly back to the nest.
- The clouds go for a walk
- In the field, the farmers leave each other.
- On the way, the nude man returned. The sound of the car, the laughter call each other echo.
- In the hamlet, sunlight is dyed with ancient trees, palm trees, tall buildings. Birds whistle on the tree when it is on the side of the baby. * When sunset :
- Sun down the mountain. The darkness spreads. Early Star (Star)
- The landscape fades. Sometimes white mist. He was absent, only a few people left.
- In the village, light bulbs.
- People gathered around the tray, television.
- In the memory of the emotional cage. It must evoke beauty, radiance, air of peaceful life.
If anyone has once been watching the sunset on my hometown, it will certainly not forget the beauty of it. Especially on summer evenings. When the sun rises on the mountain to the end of the long journey, it is also my time to study the end of the village to breathe fresh air, cool. Well, my new home is beautiful now! The space is airy, the air is fresh and wonderful. The sky was blue, the clouds were white, and the clouds rose like traveling. The golden sunlight as languid, rumbled down on the branches, the roof and spill over the village pond. All looked brighter. The winds blowing the South with the aroma of the new rice paddies to do the human heart. On the branches, the wind blows happily to the rhythm of the leaves. I went to the front of the village to see the hometown. Well, beautiful! On the sky high abyss the kite flute so high of someone soaring on the not so big. In the distance, the blue mountain bumps undulating look great! Under the pond, sunshine makes the whole ponds gleaming as glistening as people just cut a new gold finish. At the foot of the dyke, each buffalo top peak out. Look at the hometown, he sun down the mountain ever. In the village, kitchen smoke is fused into the mist as a thin chiffon scarf makes the scene fade, fade. On the branches, the birds whispered each other about the group in harmony with the loudspeaker of the cooperative to create a melodious melody to end a useful work day. The more I watch, the more I love my country. The spirit of joy is hard to describe. I am so happy and proud to be born and raised in this peaceful homeland. I hope I will study well to build the country more beautiful rich.
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