Looking for Na Pianhai's Poetry Creation

[Looking for Na Pianhai] July 16, an ordinary day, looking for Na Pianhai. I have an appointment with Sheng to watch the sea together, as well as my old classmates from Grade Three. This is half a reunion. Half-reunion is said because many people have left the deepest impression in those youthful memories and failed to attend the party. It may be a pity that those people and things have been blown away by the sea breeze through their hair ... Why should I pick up shells one by one like a seashore and throw them away inadvertently? It belongs to Na Pianhai after all. The best meeting is separation ...

I sat in the Mitsubishi car in the afterlife and looked up at the sky. It is so blue that it seems that Yunduo doesn't want to decorate it. The driver sitting next to me fell asleep. I didn't sleep because I was worried about Lai Sheng's driving skills. After all, I only have three months' driving experience. Hehe, it seems that driving is really a cool thing.

About half an hour, the car slowly stopped at the foot of a mountain. I opened the car door excitedly. To my disappointment, there was no trace of the sea here. The afterlife took us across the narrow path, and suddenly a thick smell of the sea came to our faces. Suddenly looked up, I finally found the Na Pianhai in my heart. .

She's so shy, and she hides half her face from us behind the guitar? She is so naughty that she comes to you quietly; She is so cute that she brings you excitement and tension. The sea in my heart is like a woman's tenderness.

Roll up your trouser legs and walk on the beach, looking for Na Pianhai. Soft and comfortable. Looking at the horizon in the distance, it turns out that the sky is blue from the sea. The freighter in the distance stopped on that line, and the sea water shone golden in the afterglow of the sunset. The fishermen came back from a distance rocking their boats. Beautiful sea and beautiful people.

We rented two tents to stay for one night and watch the sunrise at sea. At night, the sea is high and windy. I only heard the sound of the sea beating against the rocks, standing on the beach listening to the powerful impact again and again, and my heart surged. I want to tell you how shocking the call of the sea is. It is the sound of heartbeat and pulse, and it is the most primitive catharsis and shock! I shouted loudly, and all my troubles and sorrows turned into countless waves at this moment, shattered in the collision with rocks. .

Entering the tent, Wu Heng growled hoarsely in an unknown song, which I couldn't bear. Then he rambled about his experiences at school. I fell asleep peacefully in the sound of waves and chatter. I only remember Na Pianhai, beaches and fishermen.

I was the first to walk out of the tent in the morning, watching them still sleeping, and I couldn't bear to disturb them. A person is picking up shells by the sea, while I am still waiting for the sunrise at sea. I told me we were going in the wrong direction, and we were facing south. Everyone is infinitely frustrated, so pack your bags. ...

I ended the trip with regret, but I want to say that we have gained a lot. The only regret will only attract us to this sea again. ;

The sea brings us together, the beach, regret. ...