“ hey! The sun wants downhill, come home quickly! ” hears this voice, my Cong Mengzhong slept lightly.
“嘿！太阳要下山了，快点回家！”听到这声音，我一下从梦中惊醒了。
dusk not dusk, a golden bulrush swings dazzling all the more below the shine upon of the sun. A breeze is blown, bulrush swings extensive to remove an aureate “ surfy ” . Reed catkins waved, fly in sky far. I sat in bulrush clump, it is the bulrush of stretch to the horizon at the moment. On the side of bulrush clump, have a creek, there are a few ducks to waving leisurely in the brook.
将暮未暮，一片金黄的芦苇荡在太阳的映照下格外耀眼。一阵微风吹来，芦苇荡泛起一层金色的“浪花”。芦花飘了起来，在空中飞远了。我在芦苇丛中坐了起来，眼前是一望无际的芦苇。芦苇丛的旁边，有一条小溪，溪里有几只鸭子悠闲地飘着。
The sun set. See half half way up the mountain has Can of a golden light to write a composition only / multicoloured rosy clouds is in the “ yoke ” of Can to sun edge waves and pass. Duck people appearance is arranged in brook, their feather is aureate, mirrorred below sunshine the aureola with aureate circuit. They shake feather, a few feather fall into water, duck people play tired, got bulrush to swing. Brook circled bulrush to swing like an aureate bag.
太阳落山了。只见半山腰有一枚金光灿作文/灿的“蛋黄”五彩的云霞在太阳边一飘而过。鸭子们在小溪里整理容貌，他们的羽毛是金色的，在阳光下映出了一圈金色的光环。它们抖了抖羽毛，几片羽毛落进水里，鸭子们玩累了，钻回了芦苇荡。小溪像一条金色的袋子绕住了芦苇荡。
I swing in bulrush in run move rise, warm warm wind is blown head on, the bulrush beside is shaking. Run tired, I attack to look at last sunshine to disappear in horizon.
我在芦苇荡中跑动起来，暖暖的风迎面吹来，身边的芦苇摇晃着。跑累了，我扑倒在芦苇丛中看着最后一丝阳光消失在天际。