有天傍晚,百无聊赖,偶一抬头,窗外,大片的晚霞染红了西天。太阳没有了多少温度,却依然红彤彤地挂着。这情景令人砰然心动,唤醒心底的记忆……那天晨起,在操场上跑步,一轮朝阳升起,也是如此的美丽,也是那么红彤彤地悬在东方的天际。他们是一样的美丽啊,不同,只是换了个方向而已。但当我们面对他们时,却有着不一样的感慨: One evening, boredom, even a rise, out of the window, a large area of ​​the sunset has stained the West. The sun did not have much temperature, but it was still hung red. This scene is heart-warming and awakening the memory of the heart... It was morning that we ran in the playground and a rising sun rises. It is so beautiful, and it is so beautifully hovering over the eastern horizon. They are the same beautiful, ah, different, just change the direction. But when we face them, we have different feelings: