Is there any poem praising the scenery of Haikou?

People come here every day

People leave every day

Haikou like this

With the tolerance of the sea

Welcome and send off

The sunset sets every day

The sun rises every day

Haikou like this

Circles freely

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With the broadness of the sea

Accepting people from all over the world

Jingzhuoweiqing fish, dragon, good and bad

With the flexibility of the mouth

Taking a southern accent and a northern accent

Being youthful and vigorous

Be bold and informal

Let a bicycle race against a Mercedes-Benz

Let the unkempt face and Wear suits and leather shoes

Let leather shoes and ties bring out the coolness of a tropical summer

Haikou like this

Relaxation is its own style

2 To the Sea

Goodbye, element of freedom!

For the last time, before my eyes

Your blue waves roll and rise,

Your proud beauty shines spectacularly.

Like a friend’s melancholy whispers,

Like his greeting at the moment of separation,

For the last time, I listen to you

The noisy cry, your gloomy utterance.

The country I long for with all my heart, the sea!

How often, on your shore,

I wander quietly and confusedly,

thinking hard about my cherished wishes.

Ah, how I love to hear your echo,

That hoarse voice, that song of the abyss,

I love to hear your silence at dusk,

And the outbursts of your willful temper!

The fisherman's tiny sail slides boldly between the two teeth with

your moody protection

But if you become turbulent and unable to overcome it,

swarms of fishing boats will be capsized.

Until now, I cannot leave

This solid stone shore that disgusts me,

I have not yet warmly embraced you, sea!

I did not let the waves of my poetry run away with your ridge!

You are expecting and calling...but I am bound.

My heart tries to break free in vain.

It is the stronger feelings that pull me away. Fascinated,

So I stayed on the shore...

What is there to cherish? Now where

can I run on the open road?

In your desolation, there is only one thing

Perhaps it still stirs my soul.

A cliff, a glorious tomb...

There, all kinds of great memories

have sunk in the cold dream,

Ah, it was Napoleon who died there.

He has slept in agony.

Following him, another genius

rushes in front of us like a storm,

Ah, another master of our hearts.

He went, leaving freedom in weeping!

He left his crown to the world.

Be noisy and turbulent for the dangerous weather,

O sea! He used to sing for you.

He is shaped by your essence,

O sea, he is a reflection of your image;

He is as deep and deep as you, Powerful and gloomy,

He is also as stubborn as you.

The world is empty...oh, ocean,

Where else can you take me now?

Everywhere, the fate of people is the same:

Where there is happiness, there must be education

Or the tyrant keeps a very tight guard.

Goodbye, sea! Your spectacular beauty

will never be forgotten by me;

I will listen to your roar at dusk for a long time.

With my heart full of you, I will take away

your rocks, your bay,

your light and shadow, the chatter of your waves,

Bring it to the forest, to the silent wilderness.