There is always endless scenery in the sky outside the window. What seems ordinary in the eyes of my parents always surprises and delights me.
The sun can be called the sun at this time, a rich orange-red color, and there is a strange green in the sky, between the purple clouds above and orange below. At the edge of the sky, it is very light and not obvious, but I can see that the sky at this time has almost all colors. I can stare for a long time without realizing that the sky is dark. The cells in my eyes slowly adapt to the changes in light and color and begin to respond faithfully. Then it is imprinted in the memory. It is a very strange feeling. No matter what the weather was at that time, such a sunset sky always makes people warm, as if the marshmallows in the warm water are about to melt, with a faint sweet smell...