The sea is rich, it contains rich minerals; the sea is selfless, it dedicates its children to mankind. The following is what I compiled. I hope you like our article.
Chapter 1: The sea, my eternal yearning
I am glad that I was born in a city near the sea, a city where flowers and waves are developed together. Whenever I feel happy, whenever I feel depressed, I will think of going to the sea, to see the sea, to see the high blue sky, to see the white floating clouds in the blue sky, to see the waves gently lifting the waves. Take pictures of the golden beach, watch the seagulls dancing on the seashore, watch the happy smiling faces of the simple fishermen returning to their boats as the sun sets...
"Seawater When there is no wind, the waves are calm." I like the sea and appreciate its tranquility of "falling clouds and solitary owls flying together, and the autumn water is the same color as the sky". At this time, the sea and the sky join together to form a blue skyline, the sky reflects the sea, and the sea reflects the sky, " The sparkling sea shines with mottled silver light under the sunlight. The waves are surging, and the ripples are tight and delicate. They are like silk and satin that are constantly shaking in the wind, shining brightly. "The waves follow the waves for thousands of miles", as the line of sight extends to the horizon infinitely, wherever you look, you will see a clear blue, transparent and deep, so blue that you will be enchanted, with white gulls flying on the sea and fishing sails dotted. , fishermen's songs are answered to each other, the sea breeze blows gently, the waves gently sway... the beauty of poetry and picturesque softness and stretch...
I like the sea and appreciate its "rocks through the rocks" "In the sky, the stormy waves hit the shore, rolling up thousands of piles of snow." The majestic turmoil and roar. At this time, the sea waves were surging, and the sky-high waves were higher than the other waves. They rushed to the seaside layer by layer, accompanied by the sea wind, making a loud noise. It roared and threw the waves wildly on the beach rocks. After the flying beads splashed, it suddenly returned to the sea. Driven by the waves, it launched another impact on the beach, like an extremely brave warrior, unknown to the enemy again and again. Rushing tiredly to the beach, the thrill came so neatly and without any hesitation. The waves gathered all their strength to fight for their extraordinary soaring into the sky! "Shocking and surging, swallowing the sky and the sun" is so majestic and heroic. It is like an unstoppable and indestructible force with thousands of troops. Who can compete with it?! Standing on the beach, I just stared at it for a long time and daydreamed about it. Compared with the vast sea, I felt that I was so small, so small that it could be ignored, not to mention the many things I had. The troubles?...Suddenly my mind became enlightened, and the entanglements hovering in my heart disappeared in an instant...
"To the east is the Jieshi, to see the vast sea. Where is the water, how is the mountain island? The trees are thick and the grass is luxuriant. The autumn wind is bleak, and the waves are rising. If the sun and the moon come out, it will be a blessing. "Cao Cao, a great writer in the late Eastern Han Dynasty. The classic work "Viewing the Sea": The poet climbed to the top of the Jieshi Mountain, facing the sea from a high position, with a vast field of vision, and a panoramic view of the magnificent sea. He not only brilliantly presents the sea's majestic power and all-embracing magnificence to readers, but also expresses the broad mind of using scenery to support ambitions and the openness of taking the world into one's hands just as the sea holds all things. broad-mindedness, as well as his huge ideal and political ambitions.
“If you don’t see it, the water of the Yellow River will come up from the sky and rush to the sea never to return.”. I like the sea, and even more appreciate its magnanimous magnanimity and demeanor, which does not refuse the trickle of water. "The sea accepts all rivers, and it is big when it is tolerant." It is precisely because of its open-mindedness and magnanimity that it constantly accumulates energy day after day, year after year. Only then did it become as vast and profound as it is today. Thousands of years of gathering have turned into tens of thousands of years of wisdom and strength. Sea, your openness, your majesty, your magnanimity, and your tolerance have inspired generations of heroes to fight for it. Writing my most glorious chapter on the journey of life...
The sea is a textbook that I can never finish reading. The sea, my longing for eternal life...
Chapter 2: I love you - the sea
Author: My happiness is in heaven
The wind dances gently across the sea, setting off layers of waves. The sun or moonlight shines in the tears of the waves, giving off a kind of waiting brilliance. Romantic tones dance violently over the sea, and the broken waves contain incomplete dreams and love. There are many touching tears in the blue sea water. Although the sea cannot understand the feelings in it, it is still flowing for a long time.
The sea contains the leisurely happiness in its cool warmth, and the brilliance of love in its turbulent waves; dreams bloom in the rapids of the deep sea, and the songs they sing are fairy tales with true feelings. Expectation flows between the sea and the sky, and the hope there is singing, just like the sweet call of a mermaid deep under the sea. The sparkling blue waves reflect the waiting for love, and the mixed blue wind wanders in life.
In the morning, the sea is gentle. A red sun rises slowly from the east, illuminating the sea surface in a golden light, like broken gold sprinkled on the sea surface, sparkling and extremely beautiful.
The seagulls fly close to the sea and spread their wings happily. It is really "the sea is wide for fish to leap, and the sky is high for birds to fly"! The hard-working fishermen drive fishing boats and go out to sea to fish. It can also be said that "the plan for a day starts in the morning, and the plan for a year starts in the morning" "In spring"!
At noon, walking on the golden beach and listening to the cheerful music of the waves crashing against the rocks is really comfortable. Children are picking up shells on the beach, leaving a string of small footprints behind them, the elderly are walking leisurely, and the young people are having fun. Everything seemed so harmonious and charming.
In the evening, when the tide rises, the sea becomes turbulent. The sea breeze blew "whirring", and the waves roared past like thousands of white war horses. The majestic voice of thousands of troops made people tremble. Listening to the surging waves, it felt like walking into a battlefield. This is the violent side of the sea. At this time, people came to the beach for a walk again. The sea breeze blowing in front of them refreshed people. Looking at the sea made people forget their worries at work, and the fatigue of the day disappeared instantly.
At night, everything slowly calmed down, and the sea also slowly calmed down. The silver-white moon showed its beautiful face from behind the clouds, illuminating the sea like a winding strip of bright glass. Sparse stars, hanging in twos and threes, hung in the sky, blinking mischievously. The waves of the sea also reflected the sky, flickering and seeming to be talking to the stars. Everything seemed so peaceful, so peaceful, and refreshing.
The sea is mysterious, beautiful, and miraculous. The sea loves your pure clear current. The sea loves your mysterious charm. The sea loves your kindness and nobility. The sea also loves your depth. Ruoxu.
Chapter 3: Facing the sea
When I am alone, far away from my hometown and walking on the streets of a strange city, my mood rises and falls.
How should I face life? The wind keeps blowing. I want all my fantasies to go with the wind and live in the real society. The reality is cruel. What can I do to save you and my future?
I have thought about why I live, career, love, or the pursuit of my life. I sit here and realize how weak I am.
I smoked quietly, one puff after another. I miss you so much, but time is like water, and even if my heart is as rocky as a stone, it can't compete with the fleeting clouds.
My youth is gone, I want to create my own sky without regrets, even if I am bruised and bruised, I still want to live a wonderful life.
Although I endured the loneliness of the night alone, sobbing quietly in bed.
I like the love you have for me. Love is like autumn leaves, which eventually follow the wind, the grass and trees wither and flourish, and the dust settles. When the love is deep, the light turns to strong, when the love is broken, the strong turns to empty. So even if I have thousands of objections, I still have to say "I'm sorry."
The days ahead are so long. I walked at the end of the street in this strange city, turned around, and ran all the way.