Yes! That touch of sunset

The setting sun, gushing like blood, the fiery red is so wanton and open, it seems to be bursting out all the power to cleanse the dust of this world. Soldiers and horses roared, wind and cold guns... Finally, it put away the last trace of red, and I closed my eyes and felt the silence between heaven and earth, and in a trance, it was as if I smelled a faint fragrance of flowers.