Spring has finally arrived, and I am standing on the boardwalk on the east bank of Wenying Lake, still in the familiar old position. In front of me is the sunset of early spring.

In the early spring evening, there was still a hint of coolness in the air, and a gentle breeze brushed by. A faint blush appeared on the horizon, and the sunset began to slowly appear.

However, this time the glow seems somewhat different. Its explosive power is insufficient and it lacks the power to shake people's hearts. Nevertheless, it is still beautiful and moving.

I watched as the glow gradually spread, dyeing half of the sky red, and the water plants in the lake were also reflected in a bright red. The old tree next to the boardwalk, under the reflection of the sunset, appears even more vigorous and powerful, like a witness of time.

This spring sunset, although not as warm as summer sunset or as brilliant as autumn sunset, has its own unique charm, perhaps a peaceful and peaceful beauty.