在乡村,最美的不是黎明,也不是盛夏的树阴,而是那美丽的夜晚。傍晚的太阳终于顶不住沉重的夜幕,在昆虫和各种动物的催促下,被压下了地平线。但是太阳神是永远都不会屈服的,于是他奋力地甩下一片多姿多彩的火烧云,气愤地消失了。这时,孩子们在大地母亲的呼唤下,也渐渐回到了那温 In the country, the most beautiful is not the dawn, nor the shade of the summer, but the beautiful night. The evening sun finally could not withstand the heavy night and was pushed down the horizon by the urging of insects and various animals. But the sun god will never yield, so he struggling to throw off a colorful cloud of fire and angrily disappeared. At this time, the children were gradually returning to that temperature under the call of Mother Earth.