If you really see the boundless sea, you may not be able to describe its majesty in words. The following are the classic prose works describi
If you really see the boundless sea, you may not be able to describe its majesty in words. The following are the classic prose works describing the sea that I brought to you for appreciation.
Classic prose works describing the sea: the first time the sea heard your name was in fairy tales, and it was more a picture of the sea in fantasy and dream. Woke up, the painting is still hanging on the wall, still quietly posted on the cover of the fairy tale, some mysterious, some vague. Later, I heard Hemingway tell the story of you and an old man catching fish and guarding the lighthouse. Just like breathing in the dark, I saw bright red blood flowing in human blood vessels and crawling in the yellow panel, which gave birth to many temptations. Perhaps, no one in the world, whether in Tianshan Gobi, desert wasteland, or in Yuan Ye forest, can escape from the sea after all.
Isn't it? Because of the mysterious temptation of the sea, I crossed the warm wind of the plain and came from the mountains thousands of miles away. I built my house next to you, and I can no longer smell the salty smell in your breath. My intoxication will disturb your snoring no matter how close it is. There is only a beach, a secluded path by the sea and some lying rocks. I think this distance is the best. Isn't it? My bed is less than 300 meters away from you. It can make me sleep comfortably in the moonlight, see your colors at close range, listen to your voice, kiss your taste, read your vastness and appreciate your profundity.
Through the life of sunshine, I can see the blue blood from a distance and the solemnity and solemnity of the rhythm of thousands of streams and rivers in the womb of the earth. You are its placenta, full of itchy water, pregnant with its roaring sound. Endless light blue, light blue, lake blue, emerald blue, dark blue, dark blue, and even green, brown, orange and yellow are full of soul wisdom and * * *, with unforgettable awe, violent unfathomable and terrible mystery, quiet and peaceful mystery, and history contains profound mystery that accommodates all rivers. The rumbling sound fell from the sky, rolling in, flapping again and again, holding the huge reef in my arms, and the burning chest clung to its cheek, licking its physical and mental bitterness inch by inch.
Coral reefs are as happy as babies nestled in their mothers' arms. The vastness of the soul makes it intoxicated in dreams, dreaming in intoxication ... how can you not turn the waves in your eyes into the sea? Without the feeling of life, how can you taste the bitterness of infatuation? Without a strong skeleton, how can you support a sky with a dry Lang Kun Lang? Without eternal harmony, how can you stand beside the sea and become an eternal soul and scenery?
Wake up quietly in bed and light a tear in the room to accompany you. I know you are close to me, right beside me; Looking at you, but far away from where the sun rises, the more I look at you, the farther you are. I know you are far away from me and the other side of the world; Looking at you, but echoing in my ear, gently make my eardrum itch happily.
At this moment, if you go to pick up shells, who has the heart to step on the skin-like beach and make a fleeting mark? Counting the waves and smiling transparently is a language that calls for the ebb and flow of the tide. Listening to the tide, the sound of the waves remains the same, and it becomes quiet in silence. Language in language is ruthless. Bai Ou Jr. refused to stay, with thousands of eyes, and couldn't bear the load that he shouldn't bear.
You don't need to be proud. In front of the soul, you are just an ordinary glass of wine; In front of boys and girls, you are just a tumbling palpitation; In front of love, you are just a tear; In front of poets, you are just a romantic word; As for your pride, your greatness; It's nothing more than the excitement of the universe.
A grain of dust, waiting for you, meeting you, throwing yourself into your affection, for you until you finally lose yourself. You can't help liking his smallness!
A classic prose work describing the sea: Sea, Sea, you are my hometown.
When I was a child, I heard adults talk about the sea. I really wanted to see it at that time. Adults say "you" is great.
When can I see you?
Whenever I watch TV, I can see the waves rolling in. I am very happy and think: I really want to see the sea! Whenever I play the song "The Sea", I can always feel the infinite power of the sea and the singer's deep love for the sea in my hometown.
After the senior high school entrance examination, I had a rest for a few days. Originally, I didn't plan to go to the remedial class, but after seeing the complicated learning content of senior one, I signed up for my mother. Summer vacation passes quickly, and school will start soon. My mother gave me a huge gift-Qingdao travel. Hearing Qingdao, I was full of energy, like a big ball. Jump and jump. The higher I jump, my mother said, "Get ready quickly, or I won't go." My voice did not fall, and I disappeared.
In this way, I came on a trip that I said I would leave. On the bus, I was so excited that I ran around like a rabbit. Jump there. Very naughty. My brother saw me and said, "Sister, you'd better be steady!" ! There is still a long way to go. Don't forget that you are still carsick. Don't blame me for not reminding you! ""I see, don't curse me. " I grimaced, looked out the window at the tired hills and the particularly leisurely farmland, and fell asleep slowly. When I arrived in Qingdao, it was already afternoon. Uncle Sun is not cruel to me. He put away the lamp and hugged gently. Seeing the sea, I rushed to the waves without even taking off my shoes. As a result, the waves knocked me over and drank a lot of water. Mom quickly pulled me up. "You haven't changed your bathing suit, son. "After dressing up, my brother and I shouted at the seaside as if Poseidon were responding to us. Seeing the wave coming, my brother and I went to play with it and fell into the water at once, making everyone around us laugh. We both coughed and laughed. In this way, I was in close contact with the sea and felt its temperature. It's gentle and angry.
Time flies. Seeing that the sun is about to set, I can only see the sky and the sea complement each other, and I can't tell whether it is the sky or the sea. Seagulls are eager to know that I am leaving. They are all flapping their wings and singing loud songs. My father took a picture of me and the seagull with his camera.
I held my breath and felt wholeheartedly that the waves were ten feet higher than ten feet, and the sound of the sea was as loud as the sky. The sea breeze is refreshing and brainwashing, and seagulls fly high-looking at the afterglow of the sunset and the quiet sea, it is inevitable that I feel a little sad. Finally, I wrote on the beach in the sea, "I will come back again."
Now, I think of running in the wind on the sea, having a water fight with my brother, feeling the gift of the sea to us, holding a photo, seeing the people in the photo smiling and falling into deep memories. ........
Classic prose works describing the sea: feelings about the sea I first learned about the sea in a Chinese class, in which I drew a vast blue sea. The wave of sea breeze is advancing by leaps and bounds.
Exquisite shells were printed on the beach, and I was fascinated by the pictures at once. I looked at them again and again, and I was particularly excited about the beautiful sea. If I go to that place, I can really feel the feeling of being immersed in the sea breeze blowing from my heart.
The second time I came to the seaside, I felt the cool breeze blowing to me from a distance, and then I ran to the seaside in three steps and two steps. I can't help but marvel at the beautiful blue of the sea. The phrase "Facing the sea, spring blossoms" comes to mind, which is so poetic.
This time, I was so close to the sea that we walked barefoot on the waves and sang cheerful songs.
At that moment, in the embrace of the sea, I felt particularly happy. Therefore, I am particularly looking forward to the seaside. I want to watch the sunrise and sunset at the seaside. Those paintings are very beautiful and full of artistic conception.
Every time you are in a good mood or upset, it is suitable to go for a walk by the sea. Looking at its vast appearance, you will see the magnificent scenery of ebb and flow.
Drunk in the coconut wind and sea rhyme, I can hold a spoonful of water in my hand, wash away the fatigue on my face and start smiling.
If someone asks me where I want to wander, I will definitely choose to go to the seaside, because it is really a charming place. I think the most romantic feeling is to go to the seaside by bike and take a walk by the sea.
You can play beautiful tunes and find a partner who can talk to you, so that you can enjoy a romantic conversation with the sea.
It will make you feel relaxed and broad! I like sunny days because I have a comfortable feeling of clear skies in Wan Li.
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