APP The sun is like a magician. The sky in the west is still blue and blue, and in a moment it turns into a colorful orange red. At first, the sun was red, but it was not as sharp as it was at noon. It lined up the tall buildings and trees in the distance and plated the building with a layer of gold. The sun slid slowly down, and I looked back at the time of the kites little friend, and it fell a li （共 3410 字） [阅读本文] >>
