Hai's secondary poems.

The sea is so lovely;

A breeze blew and the blue waves rippled. It seems that every drop of water is beating.

The sea is so naughty;

The sea is rushing to wrap your feet, which is very itchy!

The sea is so clever;

The water is so calm that it seems that a trace of microwave can be detected.

The sea, like a doll with uncertain rain or shine,

Sometimes I laugh, sometimes I cry. She is sometimes friendly to people.

Play, play.

But when she can't control her violent emotions, she will destroy us mercilessly.

Go home.

The sea, a simple you.

The sea, an unpredictable you.

But I believe that you are still the lovely you!