Appreciation of prose poems on the sea

Facing the sea is like a person's mind facing the infinite distance. It is broad, quiet and turbulent, just like the only way in life. The following is my collection of prose poems about watching the sea for your reference.

Appreciation of prose poems on the sea: sea rhymes with mountains.

Or a mountain?

Mountain or mountain?

On the plateau

What I saw.

Only majestic mountains.

Scattered with dams

And undulating slopes.

On the flowers blooming in the wind

Only bees and butterflies.

Ocean of dreams

always

I can only read it in books.

On the screen or TV

A glimpse of your beauty

Or in the song of the sea

Grandma's Penghu Bay

Feel the rhythm of the sea.

Mysterious voice

Dear sea

How many times?

I'm looking for you

Under the blue sky

In the tempting sunset

Accompanied by the breeze

You are always slow.

With the arrival of sea hunters.

Quietly again

Go into hiding with the man who made the sea.

this time

I crossed Qianshan.

Swim across Qian Shan.

Only zero distance

Touch ten million times

The ocean of thoughts in my heart

Draw the truest picture

The tenderness of maternal love

Realize that the most common

Dream of dancing with the waves

today

I'm coming.

I finally arrived on time today.

stretch out one's hand(s)

Do it, do it.

Unveil your mystery

Untie the knot

I've been trying to figure out

The secret of the ebb and flow of the tide

A stretch of coastline

There are always waves beating around.

Like a wanderer in the distance

Close to mother

A boat in the sea

around the corner

at present

The boat drifted with the tide.

Come in, spread out

Write a song of freedom

first glance

I saw it in the harbor.

A ship stranded in size

Then I saw endless.

Silver sea

I am in a hurry.

On the long coastline

Accompanied by wave after wave.

Continue to soar

At this moment.

At this moment.

I threw myself into your arms.

Listen to the sound of waves kissing.

It's like being in a sea of books and mountains

Look for answers one by one.

Soak yourself in astringent seawater.

Looking for the past

Keep looking.

I found some shells.

But there are no pearls in Heiberg.

this time

I finally depend on you.

The first time I saw you

I am eager to play with you.

In your arms

Holding hands with lovers and children.

Go back and forth on the beach

Feel your breath

But you always carry a layer of fog.

So we can't.

A glimpse of your vastness

I am confused, painful and persistent.

Ask again and again

Waves coming and going

Have you comforted the islands scattered in the sea of the motherland?

Have you ever been away for years?

Taiwan Province Island, Diaoyu Island and Nanbei Island.

safety/security information

But I am who I am.

I can't find any trace of your date.

I can't guess your return date.

Lighthouse in a dream

surge

The bright moon in the night sky at sea

Still only through

A ship about to sail.

From the seriousness of fishermen

Imagine the shadows swaying in the sea breeze.

A firm face in the wind and waves

Full of happiness, engraved with death.

At the lighthouse house.

There is a grand occasion of returning home with a full load.

I am eager to fight.

The roar of the sea

The most anticipated typhoon

Set off a rolling wave

It will be a mess of mud floating across the sea.

be washed tidily

So that my mother can

And my wife and children.

In the photographer's lens

Have the best makeup

Have the happiest pride

A shell picker in the morning light.

Have you noticed?

On the soft beach

That line is in pairs.

come and go

Clearly visible footprints

that's me

Those tourists who come from afar

Leave a short gift for the sea!

Appreciation of prose poems on the sea (II): When the underwater world was young

I used to fantasize.

If you stop growing up according to your destiny

But at that time, a five-year-old child looked like a child.

Will everything be as far away from the world as reality?

Wandering in the underwater world with clear water and blue sky.

Only those innocent eyes.

It permeates all the ordinary creatures that go together in groups under water.

Their behavior is almost extremely free.

In order to better interpret my future in this pure land of heaven.

The blue world under the sea

It is much simpler than the human world on the land surface.

The blue one.

Every breath will spit out a string of bubbles.

So clean and transparent.

Let me see. I can stay here for a long time.

Until the seas run dry and the rocks crumble.

until the end of time

here

I can lie on the wooden railing all day.

Play with those underwater elves like me.

Or seaweed without language thinking.

Everything, everything.

This is my best memory of this world.

The illusion was instantly broken.

I'm back in the gray reality.

Vaguely remember

There was a time.

I am a mermaid in the deep blue sea.

I just forgot myself at last, just a passer-by from outside.

May life last forever.

I didn't even wake up in this landscape.

Appreciation of prose poems on the sea Part III: At night at sea, when the sunset is stingy, put away the last ray of light.

Night gradually enveloped the sea,

In the distance, the blue sea darkens,

There are many stars in the sky, and there are some outboard lights.

Besides, I can't see any light.

It is very quiet in the distance.

The noise nearby is disturbing.

Standing on one side of the boat,

My eyes are getting blurred,

The heart also flew thousands of miles away.

Wake up, sigh, shuffle,

I don't know when to go back, and I don't know the way back.

Appreciation of prose poems on the sea Part IV: You are the sea, you are the sea.

I am far from the sea.

I have climbed countless mountains.

Finally arrived at the seaside

See the soft beach.

And the vast sea.

Really want to

Stroll on the beach

Liu Jiayin jiao brochette

however

I can't

I'm afraid you will get the slightest stain.

Looking at your beauty from a distance

Be careful of your blue.

Between heaven and earth