Have never seen the sea, but his early to be drawing down their opinion in a sense the beginning of the sea.
Car I have inadvertently allowed to enter Zhuhai, the harbor? This is my greatest concern. I do not believe you really want to see the sea before the moment, I was actually so calm. Perhaps the ubiquitous reach of modern media, constantly presented to you that she (he) considers the most beautiful sea views, as well as this "my own eyes," the word must weigh no more weight. I tried to mobilize their own excitement, Little Buzuo Mei, the direction of the sea mist, misty, "That's a fantasy between turbidity Tiaodang Brisk sea?" I asked Farmer.
Travel Lawton, sleep wake up, torn in recent Dusk. Southern nights are always late,善解host family at this time to allow me to travel. As the Cantonese cavity, "Wanghai" handlebars I stay in this deliberately looking the sea pavilion repairs. Li in the booth, the sun is still smile dimple dimple, unlimited eye-catching, the sea breeze will be wrapped around all the moisture up Xunde moist. The sea is so calm, like a park Jing De Great Lakes, turned over the muddy color pattern.
Under the pavilion, the couple went to the beach road, standing on the essence of romance in Zhuhai, the whole people are starting to be causing unrest halo ambiguous, and forgot that the sea-shaped, sea color, I saw the wind move, the sea in the move, the setting sun moving. Natural, while not perfect, but would like to love, hearts are faultless. Wind, warmth, combined with the silence of the sea, in the sunset of the carving, will love the ugly form, color in the package poured in stone balustrades across the front of the beach. Although this is better than sand on a gold film as freehand, but it could not help but flip over the railing to step on it a foot. Shoes stuck it down, followed by a sentiment of the soul, and mentioned it, and are once again involved. Silent sand, perhaps she is the solidification of the everlasting silence often left by tidal sea thinking. I'm just an ordinary lonely travelers, stand in the sand, he saw this all, is a muddy bear; but felt it all, is the ethereal to clean. I think, therefore I am; Hisilicon, so the sea. Jesus people, goods Jesus, are thinking does not go beyond the eternal topic - "love." Yin Yun between the setting sun turned into pink, this by passing out of the sand sea of love shop diarrhea in my hands, warm heart children Tiaodang off from ... ...
Sink in the night, with sea views treadmill back, host family is the table is warm, his eyes suddenly dim.
Author: cissyyanming
