The tourists in Mexico Island love Huiquan, and a bay of seawater embraces the distant mountains, sitting beside the railing of the sea pavilion, full of waves and sails. Wang Yang is vast in sea and water, and a corner is cut off for bathing. Ten thousand people hit the water and flew, and the tide and laughter sounded at the same time. In summer, I came to Qingdao to put on green gauze, watch the sunset while listening to birds singing, and remember the beautiful scenery, the red lotus beside Xiaoxi Lake.