The sun has just set beneath the distant horizon. In the swiftly fading twilight sky, the first quarter moon is shining brightly in silver above a series of low clouds.
The serene moon is reflecting the lucid light of the sun which has already disappeared from sight.
The gray fleecy clouds are gently drifting away on the soft sea breeze while changing their figures successively.
The moon is silently gazing at the people standing still at this seaside, like the eye which can see through all things wisely.