Essay describing the sunset 5th grade standard!

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Because the hydrogen molecules and oxygen molecules that make up water are tasteless and colorless. Because the hydrogen molecules and oxygen molecules that make up water are tasteless and colorless. Because the hydrogen molecules and oxygen molecules that make up water are tasteless and colorless.

Because the hydrogen molecules and oxygen molecules that make up water are tasteless and colorless. Because the hydrogen molecules and oxygen molecules that make up water are tasteless and colorless. Because the hydrogen molecules and oxygen molecules that make up water are tasteless and colorless.

Because the hydrogen molecules and oxygen molecules that make up water are tasteless and colorless.

Writing ideas: Write the most beautiful sunset at dusk, from the color, distance, and the combination of movement and static. The most beautiful dusk is the sunset.

The sun sets, unconsciously gilding the earth with a golden afterglow.

The fluttering cloth sand gently covered the ground, covering all the hustle and bustle of the day, and purifying the souls of the people of the world and traveling a little. When I walked home, the dazzling red sun that had been hanging in the sky had quietly fallen in the white clouds, and a lamp was lit behind the clouds, illuminating a red light around me.

With the passage of time, the sunset gradually sank downward, and the red slowly turned into an indifferent pink, and the white clouds dragged it, but it could not withstand the movement of time, falling in the far west.

The dense foliage outside the window, the few low buildings not far away, and the lamps on the side of the road all became more and more blurred as the sun was sinking in the west, until only a shadow appeared in the dim light of the stool. Countless homes have turned on their lights, but they are obscured by the lush leaves.

I sat in the room and watched it all quietly until ......Lights out, night erosion all.

The sunset is infinitely better, just near dusk. Sigh at how fast time flies.

After dinner today, my grandfather took me for a walk on the Gaojialou River Bridge. Along the way, I jumped and jumped with joy. Birds lead the way, cars around us speed away one after another, and before we know it, we have come to the bridge. (

What a wide bridge! The bridge is wide and flat, and about six large trucks can be paralleled. The white railing stands on the side of the bridge like a bridge guard, the orange street lamps hang high on the lamp pole like a review of passing pedestrians, the water under the bridge flows slowly to the south, and the river is half red and half green under the setting sun.

The sunset, glow, and red clouds are all reflected in the water, and the sparkling waves can't tell where is the water and where is the glow, which is really beautiful!

On the north side of the Louhe Bridge is the martyr's cemetery, and the martyr's tombstone looks solemn under the reflection of the sunset, as if it is telling people about the ...... of gunpowder in that year

The setting sun sprinkled the last touch of sunset, and at this time, with the crisp sound of bicycles, the workers' uncles and aunts got off work, and the peasants with the smell of earth also carried their tools and finished their work.

Light rain, it's time for us to go home. Grandpa said to me. "Oh, got it. I could only reluctantly leave, looking back, the sunset slanted on the Gaojialou River Bridge, like a red and black silhouette.