Want to see the sunrise on the third day of this, it may have still been a bit late, simply sleep Lanjue, eaten breakfast, had 9 points more. Because noon to check out, so only the downstairs walk around on the beach, the sea has been a lot of tourists, I said that shoes have to go east, after a one navy barracks, Black Lagoon beach was gradually replaced by noise is also attributable to calm, surrounded by empty, I was sitting on the rocks, put his feet on water, the thought that has yet to pull pass the phone, and the microphone Cabanatuan people think of a small town in the remote north-west, guarding no better capacity to find The IC card phone talk to a hot microphone. I talk to the sea may be the sea but I do not understand the language used to answer. This is a hopeless love, I'm really at a loss, I am afraid that only idle Zhang Chi Pai-shih's word, "probably laugh at me yesterday is today the Castle Peak Non."
Go to the city at noon to eat a "hold Luo powder", and bought fruits and snacks, get on the way to the 102 line Yalong Bay. Exceptionally quiet beach here, in addition to voice and gentle waves swaying coconut tree has been issued by the rustling of the sea breeze. Tamrac not to mention the color of heaven, open spacious lobby, the distant green jade water, even the waiters here are picturesque myself, almost anywhere can see the beautiful scenery.
To lay down their luggage, first rented a bike to see Butterfly Valley. Butterfly Valley is a place for its winding, there are also butterflies Pianfei stream water to see these beautiful little creatures, I suddenly felt a sadness, and now no longer in the city, do not see these colors Banlan large masterpiece of nature, while they seemingly free of iron can only live in the cold under the net.
Back to the hotel is the sunset, the sun glowing red in the sky burning, the sea waves Yan Yan. Today is the last dinner in Sanya, and Tao Xuan's reputation, I am also no exception, in addition to the netizens strongly recommended, more importantly, it awakened memories of my student days. High school, when there is an outdoor playground next to a small Wai gallery, I call it "Shuang-Xuan," where has left many times to steal the joy of reading novels. I order a pineapple and coconut sticky rice pot of seafood, the restaurant at the beach alone taste, Seaview has become hazy and indistinct, the waves rushed over and over the beach, the passage of time, eliminate none of that happened, like past years, joys and sorrows, This is just a few days of indulgence, will become a lonely night in the future memories and comfort, it makes me happy in the dark to find the hand grip.
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