The sun sets in shame, bidding farewell to the beautiful horizon, bidding farewell to it with eagerness and shyness, as if it desired to reveal to him that it could no longer stand farewell, so that the sky would turn crimson at sunset.
The lines of crimson twilight inform us how a great deal longing fills the heart of the sun, as if, at the moment of sunset, it shortens all the longing in the hearts of human beings, so the mild and light disappear with it, and the threads of darkness start to infiltrate the world and the black curtain falls.
Take some rest and make fires and sit while we watch the picturesque nature around us, which is very interesting to spend most of the time in, especially with sunset, everything at this time has a special taste and is filled with love.
On the shore of this beautiful lake these kind people who know hard until sunset It was nice to be here at this time.
We return to the hustle and bustle of the city, and the effects of the noise, otherwise it would be impossible to escape from this commotion, but it is the right of the person to protest from time to time against all this constant headache.
