In the morning, the river is as calm as a lake. The sun came out and thousands of golden rays shone on the river. Jinjiang tiles gradually wake up under the sunshine.
At noon, the sun yawned, and the river was red like a fire, shining with golden armor.
At dusk, when the sun sets, a touch of setting sun spreads in the water, and half the river rustles and half the river is red. Gradually, Jinjiang fell asleep.