Winter dusk, the azure illusion of Nice and Cannes

In winter Cannes, the sky gradually shows melancholy, the cold wind gently blows, and the sunset quietly sets. The azure sea under the sunset glows with a faint golden light, as if it is a peaceful and dreamy scroll between heaven and earth. The old town of Nice, the winter sun shines through the mottled stone lanes, casting oblique shadows, filled with the vicissitudes of time. And the film palace of Cannes, in the winter air, appears particularly peaceful, the sunset glow reddens every corner of the city, as if telling a long story. In this quiet winter dusk, I am immersed in the emotional ripples intertwined by the sea and the sunset.