The chilly and dry sea-breeze of late fall, which is ceaselessly blowing across the evening sea-shore, is swiftly driving away moisture and dust from the air to allow the pure golden light of the setting sun to reach the sea and the sands at last.
Moment by moment, the sun is going down toward the distant horizon. The piled clouds spreading over the evening sky are continuously drifting about and changing their shapes and colors in the twinkling of an eye.
The transition of the sun, the reflection on the sea, the transformation of the clouds, and the transparency of the air have just combined into one and have presented this divine impression of the sunset glow which is surrounding me now.
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