Modern poems about the sea are as follows:
1. The purple sea. You pretend to be cool and don't mention it, but the people around you start to encourage you to move. The sea is never calm whether there is wind or not. Suddenly one day, darkness was overwhelming, hovering above my head, following me wherever I went. Only then did I realize that it was a dark cloud that I hadn’t seen for a long time, and I couldn’t remember who taught me this word.
2. They said that why some people call them white clouds but no one calls them dark clouds. Apart from the color, they are not different, and the latter one also has more presence. Who is it? Who has instilled this kind of thought, Dark Cloud, is unhappy? It's stipulated, I think you are wrong. Warm red and calm blue create an auspicious and noble color that will last for thousands of years.
3. The distance within reach has been running, but it has never been reached. I have never found it in my life. It has been moving like a compass. The beautiful shadows left between each other are just illusions, so the colors are so Unclear and pure. I looked at the sea under the rising sun. The horizon turned purple, and only the corners of my mouth raised slightly, the sea.
4. Facing the sea. Abandoning the lotus seat and not caring about facing you, I am naked and you smile every time you roll up, adding a little more purity without shouting or releasing anything. A group of petrels fluttering through the sky are like little elves in heaven, understanding the mystery. , from left to right, from top to bottom, chasing from wave to wave, surrounded on all sides, leaving only one person - elated.