This is my first time to see the sea. Blue water is blown by the wind, forming white waves. Looking into the distance, there is a line between the sea and the sky, and it is impossible to tell which is the sea and which is the blue sky. Countless tourists swim in the sea, fluctuating with the waves, like fish in the water, and like seals in the Arctic Ocean showing countless heads in the water.
Suddenly, a white wave rushed to the distant coast, like a galloping horse and a raging white dragon. There was a bang, and it hit the rock heavily. It's like a landslide, and then it burst, and then the tide reluctantly retreated into the sea. What a tragic scene! Although it knows that its strength is insignificant, it has been rushing to the shore since ancient times, as if to break through the rocks and walk out of the lonely and lively sea.
4. Describe the sea. I also like the sea at night. It is still dark blue at night. Moonlight on the sea is like covering the sea with silver sand. I walked on the beach, and the sea breeze gently blew me, staring at the microwave sea and listening to the rushing waves, only feeling refreshed.
When the tide is high at night, the belt becomes different. It becomes like an endless battlefield. The sea breeze blew a sharp horn, and the waves, like thousands of fighters, violently attacked the coast and made a rumbling roar. The one-thousand-pound stone on the shore was gently brushed and sank to the bottom of the sea. At this time, the silver moon just smiled. Seeing this scene, it hid in the clouds trembling with fear, and the stars closed their eyes angrily. All this was seen by the tireless sea, so it slowly stopped rushing.
A passage, a philosophy, a spiritual journey once a day.