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What when sun set real in life

In my childhood, the setting of the sun used to be the biggest wonder. I would wonder how such big firewall would get under the soil (that’s how it looked like when the sun went behind the mountain). And the same has been substantiated by the words of my mother. Now I realized the answer would have been more scientific if my mother was literate. But don’t worry, I now know that the earth is oval in shape and the earth revolves around the sun (solar system). But traditionally, it is believed that the sun orbits around the earth and people in the villages would still argue if one happens to tell them the truth.

The sun is one important element of life among the Jungwa Zhi (with soil, water, Air as other three) considered essential for sustenance of life on earth. It provides the solar energy such as light, warmth and most important of all the photosynthesis of trees and plants, making oxygen available for breathing.

And here I happened to capture the image of sun when it is just about to say goodbye to earth and its being for atleast 12 hours. If there is any beautiful time of the day, it is during the sun set. As it goes behind the mountain, with its golden rays waving adieu saying “until I see u tomorrow”, the reflection in the clear winter river is sometime too irresistible. Soon, the dusk follows and time to sleep. The cycle follows, the sun rises from the same mountain in the east in the morning and again sets from the same horizon in the west. But, sometime we do fail to realize that these numerous rising and setting of the sun is the warning that the setting of sun in real life is nearing.

No matter how beautiful is the sunset; it isn’t as beautiful as when the sunset in real life!!!

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