Many beauties of the world are hidden in the sunset and in the sunset. These two things thrive in our minds. Forgetting the world, I came to another wondrous place. When the sun rises, the sun's sharpness is very high. The world revolves around the mind. The new day begins. When the birds made the word of the word, the soul came back all around. The dewdrops slowly dry in the grass. Even then the weather is a little cooler.
- When we see the sunset, the sky is red in color. Especially in the west, beautiful beauty is created. Another day ends with sunset. The racket is very low. The birds come back home.