Talk about the mood of blowing sea breeze

"wow! Hey! " The waves beat against the rocks, splashing a few feet of white sparkling water. The waves rushed to the shore, gently stroking the soft beach, and reluctantly returned, stroking it again and again forever, drawing silver edges under the beach, like setting a glittering silver frame on the vast sea, making the sea more charming and beautiful.

Sure enough, after a while, half of the sun's face appeared in that place. Red is Zhen Hong, but there is no light. The sun seems to be struggling to rise slowly step by step. Finally, it finally broke through the clouds and jumped out of the sea completely, with a lovely red color.

In an instant, this crimson round thing suddenly shone brightly, making people's eyes ache, and the clouds beside it suddenly became dazzling. I saw the sea for the first time. It is many times bigger than the sea I imagined. The blue sea is surging and the waves are beating against the rocks on the shore. Looking into the distance, the sky is connected with the sea, and the air is fresh and refreshing.

At night, it's too quiet. The moonlight, like a mist made of hazy silver gauze, sheds solemn and holy light on leaves, colonnades, handrails of rattan chairs and people's faces. The sea seems to be asleep, too, and I hear the gentle waves whispering on the shore.

Sometimes the sun goes into the clouds, but its light shoots down from the clouds and hits the water directly. It's not easy to tell clear water from sky at this time, because I only see a light.

Sometimes there are black clouds on the horizon, and the clouds are so thick that people can't see the sun when it comes out. However, the sun's radiation in the dark clouds passed through the encirclement of the dark clouds and set them with glowing Phnom Penh.

Later, the sun slowly rushed out of the tight encirclement and appeared in the sky, even dyeing the dark clouds purple or red. At this time, not only the sun, clouds and sea water shine, but also I become bright.

On the golden beach, there are many colorful shells lying there quietly. The sand on the beach is very soft, so it is as comfortable as stepping on a quilt. The sea is neither a calm pond nor a flowing river.

The sea is the sea! There is an endless pulse and a cavity of blood. Only when you bump into it and immerse yourself in it can you feel that the sea has a strong vitality.

All rivers run into the sea, with a broad mind; The sea, rising and falling, is the ideal of boiling; The sea, with peaks and valleys, is a proud work; The rough sea tests the limits of life. White waves fall from the sky, and the silvery white waves push and chase, approaching from far and near, getting closer and closer, getting higher and louder, just like the thunderous noise from Ma Benteng.

Layers of waves spread in the distance and slowly subsided, like taking a breath, leaving behind fleeting foam and the musty smell of swaying seaweed. The sky and the sea are in love, but their hands can't hold hands and their love can't continue. The sky cried and the eyes of the sea were wet.

So she said: there is a boundary that can never be crossed! The ocean is the mother of life; Seawater is the baptism of life; Facing the sea, bathing in the sea breeze and feeling thousands of customs in the rolling world of mortals is a great pleasure in life. The sea, the sea and the angel don't know why I am so infatuated with you. In the future, I will give my blessing to you and the sea.

I was fascinated by the cold and calm of the sea; Fascinated by the vastness and depth of the sea; I was fascinated by the smooth sailing and rough waves of the sea! The sea attracts me with its unique charm, calls me, and makes my new body fly to him involuntarily. Worship it is ordinary, ordinary, but the sea is so full of charm, with a charm and a sense of being at peace with the world. Sitting by the sea, the waves beat on my chest and back, just like my mother's hand stroking me.

At this time, I think this sea is completely different from the sea in novels and movies. It is not fierce, nor terrible.

I lay on the beach, just like lying in a cradle, lying in my mother's arms. Walking into the sea, the waves gently beat the beach, and the touched beach was so flat that people couldn't bear to step on it.

The air here is salty, too It's cool to suck it in, and it's happier. Look at this beautiful sea and sky, many colorful dots and cheerful shouts impact people's vision and hearing.

Happy people are so comfortable and relaxed in the arms of mother sea. I patted the waves with my hand, and the naughty waves splashed countless tiny water drops, which made my face cool and comfortable.

You see, the flying waves are like naughty little dolls. I rolled up my trouser legs barefoot, held the cat around my waist, and looked for the footprints of shells by the sea, but I didn't see the shadow of shells for a long time. I think it's best to have a wave and bring all the treasures in the sea for me to choose. Unexpectedly, the sea actually saw through my mind and waved with a jerk. I searched carefully, for fear of revealing a shell, but I didn't see the shadow of the shell after all, so I decided to give up.

The water is blue, the sky is blue, and the place where the water meets the sky overlaps into a line. The sea seems to be constantly pushed forward by a pair of never-ending big hands, forming one spray after another, but when it comes to us, it becomes smaller, as if respecting our distant guests; The waves rolled up like an agile fairy, creating white bubbles. In poetry and prose, I often see the beautiful image of the sea.