Poetry or prose with the theme of mountains and seas

Go to the seaside

sunrise on the sea

How many heroes have aroused people's heartfelt admiration

Sunset at sea

Arouse the tenderness of many poets

How many songs were sung on the cliff?

It is also blown by the sea breeze day and night

Whispering day and night

How many lines of footprints were left on the beach?

How many sails have been raised on the horizon?

It's all kept secret by Haitao

Secret burial

There have been curses and sorrows.

There have been praises and glory.

Changes in marine life

A turbulent ocean of life

Where is the hole dug in childhood?

Where is the first love shoulder to shoulder?

Oh, the sea

Even if your waves

Can erase memories.

And some shells.

Scattered on the hillside

Like the stars on a summer night

Maybe the vortex is flashing dangerously.

Maybe the storm opened the greedy mouth.

Ah, life

Even though you destroyed it.

Countless pure dreams

There are also some brave people.

As in a storm

Flying petrel

The night is as calm as the night on the coast.

The rock death in Cold Leaves is as serious as death.

From the rocks on the coast

How lonely my shadow is

From dusk to midnight

How proud I am inside.

"the element of freedom"

Let you pretend to roar.

Let you be hypocritical and calm.

Let you take everything from the past.

All the past

This world

Have the pain of sinking

There are also waves of joy in waking up.

The sea breeze is blowing around my son.

In front of me is Haiyan.

And sails.

However, I want you to pay attention to more than that!

Dear friend

Please close your eyes.

-Take a deep breath

Listen! ——

Listen again!

This is the sound of the waves.

It's the sound of waves hitting rocks!

The long-awaited storm has finally arrived.

There are stormy waves on the sea.

Rushed to the rocks one by one.

The sound of flapping

This is the cry of the heart

Broken waves

It's the smile of the sea.

That's unrestrained

That's indulgence

That's the call of enthusiasm.

Have a boiling blood.

The stillness of the stream

It's timidity

Calm lake

It's silence

So every drop of water

All flow to the sea

yearn for

-Into the waves