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Two sisters took their younger brothers to the seaside to play.

1, beautiful sea

Today, my mother and I went to the seaside in Sanya to play.

We came to the seaside. Wow! How beautiful the sea is! In the distance, the water meets the sky, and it is blue, so people can't tell which is the sea and which is the sky! Only those yellow birds, dancing in the air and playing happily, can distinguish the big sea and the sky.

Wave after wave hit the rocks plated with gold by the sun, stirring up white waves and sparkling water droplets. Water drops jump up and down like lovely elves at sea. When the sun shines on them, they will emit colorful light, very beautiful!

The sailboat with rippling blue waves looks like colored gems inlaid on the "blue handkerchief" of the sea from a distance. Occasionally, a few seagulls shuttle through it, twittering and singing cheerful songs.

Unconsciously, the sun began to set. But it stopped, like a naughty child. It's time to go home, but he still doesn't want to look at the distant place to play and refuses to leave. Just as the sun approached the sea, a big wave came. After the big waves, the sun disappeared, like a spoiled child, jumping into the warm embrace of his mother's sea.

The sun fell into the sea, and the sunset glow shyly showed its face. It brought an elegant gold dress and a bright orange dress. It gave the golden skirt to the beach and the orange skirt to the sea. Finally, it came out in a red dress. The children blushed and shouted excitedly, "The sunset glow is out, the sunset glow is out!" "

The sea makes people open-minded, the sea makes people relaxed and happy, and the sea is really beautiful! I love the sea!

2. the sea

I'm not a teenager living in a fisherman's house by the sea. I can count one wave after another every day and listen to the sound of waves lapping on the beach ... but my love for you can't be expressed in words in the sea.

I love sitting quietly beside you, listening to your hoarse and magnetic voice, watching you lift the boat, stroking the hard rocks around you and stroking in one place.