The setting sun, like a roaring mass of fire, dyed the entire horizon a brilliant golden hue. That molten-gold twilight seemed like paint splashed freely across the sky by nature itself, creating a magnificent panorama.
Beneath this golden canopy, ginkgo leaves fluttered like dancing butterflies. Illuminated by the evening glow, they seemed edged in gold, flashing with dazzling radiance. Every ginkgo leaf seemed imbued with life, swaying gently in the breeze and rustling as if softly whispering tales of autumn.
Amidst this breathtaking scenery, the vermilion gates of Langhuan School stood out strikingly. Their vibrant red appeared even more captivating in the setting sun, resembling a red ruby inlaid in this world of gold.
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