A poem describing the sea: dedicated to the sea Shu Ting
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.
Sea? A changing life
Life? A turbulent ocean
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? scold
Let you pretend to roar.
Let you be hypocritical and calm.
Let you take everything from the past.
Everything in the past?
This world
Have the pain of sinking
And the joy of awakening.
A poem about the sea: the beach, if you can bend over like the sky.
If you can stand on the farthest reef.
Look at the recent seagulls taking off. When you close your eyes.
Get close to me with your chin and use the world.
The most delicate voice gives me tenderness.
So, this beach belongs to you alone.
I will pick up shells in the most desolate waters.
Hold on tight under the salty sea water.
The language of every ocean soil and rock, and
On the wings of fish, crystal warm water flows.
Today, all these will comfort me.
I took the stars and the moon and died in the deep sea.
I'm leaving, I'm coming, it makes no difference.
At dusk, if the romantic tide comes.
Silence, with white frankincense
Show me the gentleness of a classical woman.
Let me be crazy and quiet, like a giant born in the sea.
Now, I am moving against this trend.
Watching seabirds sleep happily
Dreams burn with the flame of olivine.
The bustling ship left full of noise.
I won't belong to them, on the woman who loves me.
I held the crying seawater in my arms.
More, I want to find myself in loneliness.
Poetry about the sea: You have seen the sea. You've seen the sea.
Have you ever imagined
sea
Have you ever imagined the sea?
See it.
done
You've seen the sea.
Imagine it.
But you're not.
A sailor
done
Have you ever imagined the sea?
Have you ever seen the sea?
Maybe you still like the sea.
At best, it is.
Have you ever seen the sea?
You imagined the sea, too.
Don't you want to?
Let the sea drown.
done
Everyone does.
Poetry 4 describes the sea: "Facing the sea, spring blossoms" Haizi.
From tomorrow on, I want to be a happy person;
Comb hair, chop wood and travel around the world.
From tomorrow on, I will care about food and vegetables.
Living in a house facing the sea, spring is blooming.
From tomorrow on, write to everyone I love.
Tell them my happiness,
What did the lightning of happiness tell me,
I will distribute it to each of them.
Give every river and mountain a warm name.
Stranger, I will also wish you happiness.
I wish you a bright future!
May you lovers get married!
May you be happy on earth.
I only want to face the sea and spring blossoms.
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