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What are the sentences about Beihai?

Walking on the rough muddy sand road in Haikou, I always remember the feeling of stepping on the beach for the first time in Beihai, which was soft and wet.

The lantern festival in Beihai Park is very different from the candlelight night tour of the ancients.

"Wen Tianxiang" Yangtze River Details Go to Baidu for a few days, swim with the wind in the North Sea and return to the head of the Yangtze River. My heart is a magnet, which doesn't mean that the South won't rest.

Alas, the broken and disorderly motherland! The wind and light in the North Sea can't whitewash your humble abode! Today's colorful rain pavilions can't comfort the troubled life. We deeply miss our motherland. This heart trembling with longing was finally cooled by the autumn wind.

It's autumn again, and my sister pushes me to Beihai to see chrysanthemums. Yellow flowers are elegant, white flowers are noble and pure, and purple flowers are warm and harmonious.

When you came to Beijing just to visit Beihai, it was a leopard peek. There are many places to visit!

Did Zhu Kezhen walk into Beihai Park just to enjoy the scenery? He is here to observe phenology and do scientific research.

I swam downwind in Beihai for a few days and came back from the head of the Yangtze River. My heart is a magnet, which doesn't mean that the South won't rest.

I only praised the beautiful scenery of the North Sea, but it was even more wonderful to see the Stone Forest. I saw the scenery, felt relaxed and happy, and returned home with a full load.

A few kilometers away, the new international airport is located there, brightly lit, like an oil rig on the North Sea. Stainless steel skeleton and glass wings go straight into the sky, and the colorful hall is crowded.

I saw the North Sea roaring. The shower pounded the ground and the rain splashed.

When you praise Nanshan, you mean that Nanshan is not old in spring. I hope Beihai is as deep as Beihai. Finally, let's sincerely wish the old people an evergreen tree of life, eternal water of life, happy birthday and eternal spring!

The prestigious Beihai Silver Beach looks like a snowy area in the north from a distance. The sand on this silver beach is white, shining in the sun; The sand in this silver beach is very soft, and there will be a "rustling" sound from time to time when walking on it.

Relying on Mount Tai to overtake the North Sea, people say "I can't", which is sincere.

Derby Xishan, like the North Sea; Heart even red sage, aim at Qingyun. Horizontal criticism: advocating civilization.

Excerpts from Jiang Yi's Impression of Beihai

The first time I saw the sea was in Beihai, a beautiful southern coastal city. Yintan is a gold-lettered signboard in Beihai, which has the reputation of "the first beach in the world". The sea and the silver beach are closely connected. Anyone who goes to Beihai will go to Yintan, and I am no exception. The first time I went to Beihai was to inspect an investment project. Although time was tight, I managed to squeeze out half a day to go to Yintan, where I saw the long-awaited sea, and was deeply moved by its vastness and beauty, and formed an indissoluble bond with the city. Half a year later, I went to Beihai again and lived there for more than a year. With my love for the sea, I am glad that I have the opportunity to get close to her again, taste her taste, feel her agitation and gentle blend, and feel the beauty in the depths of my soul.

In the afternoon, I walked into the silver beach, where the sun shone on the white and delicate beach, and the nearby sea water was bright green, as clear and transparent as a piece of jade; The distant sea is blue and connected with the sky. I don't know whether the blue of the sea illuminates the sky or whether the blue of the sky blends into the sea. Formed a blue that can't be stared at; Looking at her, the whole person is immersed in this blue. I wonder if it's night. The waves make a beautiful arc naughtily, jumping like chasing frolicking children, rushing to the beach in rows, and then returning with laughter. This cycle, never tired. Waves are romantic, and the barefoot feeling of wave chasers is just like your mother's warm hand stroking your skin, so kind and soft.

We can't wait to rush into the sea to feel the ups and downs of the tides and the tenderness of the sea. The cheers of children and the screams of surfers come and go, and they converge into a beautiful melody floating in the wind with the sound of the waves. ......

At night, the moonlight pours down like water with the breezy sea breeze, and the distant lights shine softly. The hustle and bustle of the day receded, and the beach was unusually quiet at this time. A slight sound came from time to time in the distance. Is it summer insects whispering? Is the sea breeze whispering? Or is the footsteps moving lightly? On the beach, lovers snuggled up to each other, wives helped each other, strolled and whispered, completely forgetting the troubles in the world and immersed themselves in the whispers of love. This kind of scenery is simply a beautiful watercolor painting, just like the people in the painting, let the sea breeze blow away all the troubles and worries. ......

In the dark, under the starry sky, the sea is shrouded in darkness, but it looks wider than during the day. Stepping on the soft beach, the waves came in layer by layer, making her barefoot and wet her pants. Looking at her, she mischievously took my mark on the beach as his permanent treasure, but I had nothing to rely on. Just sigh in my heart: there are so many short lives, what about rights? Where is the money? What about sadness? Like deep and shallow footprints on the beach, nothing can be left and can't be taken away. Bend down a handful of seawater and have a taste. It is salty, bitter and astringent. This is the taste of life growth. ......

Different people look at the sea in different moods, and the sea also has different tastes. Looking at the billowing waves on the sea, it seems that we can hear the silence and cry of its deepest primitive life through the cold appearance and feel its plain but rich connotation. It seems that everything is still, the clouds are no longer floating, and my heart is no longer moving. I feel so small in front of the sea, as small as a gravel on the beach.