黄昏时分,我趴在窗前,准备看日落。灰色的云和高高的山把太阳严严地遮住,好像要把光明收藏起来。太阳此时就像一位年迈力衰的老将军,退到云层里,远远望去只有一轮淡淡的、朦胧的、橙红色的圆环轮廓。西山那边,是一片晴朗的世界,似乎是太阳的大本营。太阳正努力地向那方移动。慢慢地、 At dusk, I was lying in front of the window, ready to watch the sunset. The gray clouds and the high mountains hid the sun tightly, as if the light was to be concealed. At this point, the sun is like an old, decaying veteran, retreating to the clouds, with only a faint, hazy, orange-red silhouette of the ring from afar. West Hill is a sunny world, it seems that the sun’s headquarters. The sun is moving hard toward that other side. slowly,