Bird island, stayed indoors and into the sea to desert, the U.S. reefs, dangerous cliffs, the lighthouse known as "a sub-nine sub-sea reefs known as" bird mountain Shengsi first peak (also known as "The Butterfly"), which is located in here. Weather is bad, still can not help but echocardiography up!
Ride "The Big Wheel" from the garden town, the sky dimming, clouds in the west of the metamorphosis of a variety of shapes, like Mustang, it may be bull, at the urging of wind, fierce Pentium come poly-filled sky; seawater is also unwilling, boiling, lifting out the waves of big waves, like a group of whipped beast rages hoarsely, grasping bite toward the ferry, Paisui spray drilling a rapidly disappeared in the side deck side, leaving piles of breathing bubble. Intense ups and downs of the bow, I really worry that this could not stand the severe impact of the sailors is still leisurely, as if their anxiety is unnecessary, as!
The next rain splashed, and looked out from the porthole, Meng Meng gray between heaven and earth, and Castle Peak is like bear storms of abuse, Long layers of tulle on one, adding another kind of style. Subtitle of the raindrop hit the sea, the ripples stirred up one after another, and numerous collisions with ripples expand to infinity. The responsibility lay in the heavy rain, the waves gradually stabilized, close to the side at the end of rows and flows of the distance. Spectacular rise to endless source of fascination, it is excited, one after another squeeze onto the deck, the loud talk, feeling a! The wind, rain, waves, whistles, cries, mixed together, formed a chapter of nature's symphony, and I, a passing, just a little music notation!
Yao Jian bird island, and a large group of pro-reef around the island, such as the faithful guardian of the general guarding the door to the island, it is not that exactly like a sailboat sail reef Punta do? "There Punta sail-shaped instead of drums, Zhou Jing-Tao and not before" reluctantly looked at every one of the boat passes by to talk to people thousands of years, kept trained on the bitter eternal legend ... ... ... ...
Ship to large ao terminal, the waiting shed of the visitors shelter from the rain under the Yong Zhao from time to time there are a few people walk through the meantime, the effort to recommend with their own means of transport, commercial atmosphere has gradually engulfed the human mind, even if the remote here, were not spared. Rain gradually thin down, declined boring entanglement umbrella propped up along the road signs, we are ahead. Mountain scrub of the rain water has been clean, so the hills are more noticeable green, weeds his mouth, raindrop, wind sway, send out a pulse of "whiz" sound, it seems that something in the singing! The village children playing in the rain chased mothers smile looked, and looked from time to time about the beach that look from their eyes, waiting to read ... ... ... ...
To the Lighthouse of the! From a distance saw this on the white under the black, rounded the top of the monster. Is a nine-year-wen (1870) was built by the British high 16.50 meters, known as the Far East first, Asia's second lighthouse, which is the real patron saint, guardian of the golden waterway. Night, the lighthouse on the second lap halogen spotlights to the speed of rotation, injection of the beam pierced the quiet of the night, in order to guide ocean-going vessels entering and leaving port of Shanghai in the right direction for the voyage of the people hoping to bring light and life! To listen to managers say that when the fog, the lighthouse there is currently the largest and longest steam fog audio speakers, with the beam of the use of the opportunity to hear it a pity that we did not hear the thunder (the locals call it the "old cattle call "), speaker sound, and a little sorry!
Denta overlooking the north Ming boundless sky of gray, the water what Dan Dan! This is the last one Zhoushan islands occupied a large area, and this has been eastward, only to the vast Pacific Ocean, Liao-free islands, Liao, no smoke! Laments the vast sea, the human small, ancient and modern nature of the good fortune of Gongling how many people feel powerless and frustrated, millions of years the sea has always been unknown to provide mankind with a variety of needs, and we have done exactly what the sea? On the contrary is cruel deprivation and destruction! The face of muddy waves, I really silent in!
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