You are an element of sea poetry.

I finally see the sea! Sitting on the beach, watching the endless sea, the dark blue water comes to the beach with white waves, and sometimes it comes with some beautiful shells layer by layer, wetting my feet and naughty taking away the traces I left on the beach, like a child. She is so calm and beautiful, just like on TV ... Oh, no! She surprised me many times more than on the screen! Look, I saw it with my own eyes-the blue sea water naturally blends with the sky; Snow-white spray came to me slowly, caressing my feet tenderly and tenderly. Oh! Is this her way of greeting me? Hey, seagulls! Is it the guardian angel of the sea who cries so beautifully? Where there is the sea, there is your company. With the beat of the waves! I seem to have heard this ode to nature somewhere. Where is it? In a primitive dream? When we were not exaggerated by the noise, at that time, everything was so natural. ...