Have a "date" with the sea

"Dating with the Sea" | text: Yi Ning

"Another beautiful memory. Walk on the golden soft beaches."

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I want to be in the most intimate contact with the sea. I really want to go to the sea: when I am in a good mood, or when I am in a bad mood, I like all the songs about the sea, listening to the sea, watching the sea, dreaming of the sea...

I remember a long time ago, a friend once asked me: If there is an afterlife, there is a next life, what do you choose to become? I didn't hesitate to say: I want to become the sea! Because no matter how time changes, the sea will not disappear, it will remain there!

I love the sea, I love the ebb and flow, I like to hear the waves lapping at the rocks, I like its grandeur, I like its charming colors. The sea kisses the little feet, breathes the breath of the sea, and the mood is pleasant and pleasant. Memories of the sea, listening to the sound of the sky as if it were telling those beautiful memories. In my heart, I often miss the sea, what kind of memories do I have for the sea? Just like at this moment, the heart has already flown there.

The attachment of life and death, the sea, the sea of the heart. I am here, and I believe that one day I will return and run to the sea, the horizon, the white waves rushing in, the pale blue waters, drifting with the wind, feeling the salty waters. The sea, the sky are connected in a line, ideals and dreams, here they are.

I remember a long, long time ago, that was a very distant memory. On such a clear blue afternoon I roamed in the gentle sea breeze. I wondered whose tears were hidden in the sea, only because of the bitter saltiness that spread in their mouths.

My hair is as thick as seaweed, and it is flowing wildly, what a heartbeat. There are also teenagers floating in the waves over there, shaking like a world away. The long eyelashes seemed to be asleep, and in the moment of sinking, I pulled them up with all my strength.

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It's as if this only hug in this life has suddenly been given to you, lying on the beach, how can you not open your eyes, why ignore my call. The voices of the people in the distance approached, and I had to run into the sea again. Thoughts, tidal waves of thoughts, wrapped around all my nerves like seaweed.

I looked at the end of the sea, looking through, my endless call, tears and the sea can not tell which is more salty, inexplicably pinned ah, this is not a joke made by fate and me? I could not speak, standing in front of you, and your gaze skimmed over me for an instant, and suddenly I felt that my heart had been hollowed out, and the cold of despair spread in all directions.

I stood in front of you, and the moment my eyes met with you, I suddenly felt that the sea rushing across the beach was irresistible, like fate suddenly attacking me. Maybe I can only kiss you once, maybe goodbye is the end of fate. I just want to see you and just look at you quietly. Even if it is a moment of ashes, I think this is the last and the last forever, how can I not smile calmly?

I am simple, perhaps very confused, and a person's life is as short as autumn. I'd rather be a smiling bubble around you, and be able to dance softly behind a rainbow. Parting is sometimes so beautiful that I smile and shed tears, turning into a light rain and watering the seed I left behind! No one knows that after your parting, there is a tree growing outside your window, just like the accident I met you! The memory is deep and indelible.

For the sea, there is another beautiful memory. Walking on the golden and soft beach, you will be greeted by the turquoise waters connected to the sky, and the sea creatures such as sea cabbage and kelp float on the sea surface. Not far away, a few seabirds soared in the golden glow of the sun, undulating between the blue sea and blue sky, or occasionally skimming over the waves rolling up on the surface of the sea. My unobstructed cheeks and bare arms were being tested by the scorching sun, and I had no intention of leaving.

Because I do not give up this quiet sea, because I want the sunshine of the sea to shine on this wet heart for a long time, and everyone enjoys the happy time it brings under the embrace of the sea, I carefully walk towards the depths of the sea. The sea water evenly swept across the beach and gently spread to the instep of my feet, and the refreshing coolness rushed to the whole body, and a wonderful warmth was generated at the bottom of my heart, like a warm hand gently touching my heart. This was another unforgettable intimate encounter with the sea in my life. With the tide rising and falling, there are many pebbles, small starfish, and beautiful little shells on the beach, so how beautiful would it be to wear a necklace on your neck with these cute shells?

Unlike the sea under the day, the sea at night is deeper, quieter and more dreamy. I prefer the sea at night! The hotel where I stayed was very close to the sea, so after dinner, I strolled to the sea to admire the sea at night. Sitting on the beach, feeling the breeze of the sea, smelling the sea, listening to the sound of waves crashing against another, looking at the twinkling stars reflected in the sea under the dark night, at that moment, it was as if the whole world belonged to me, only to me alone. Just sitting on the beach like that, looking at the endless sea, I instantly feel that I am small, small like a drop of water in the sea.

At eleven or twelve o'clock in the evening, it is the time of high tide. Looking at the vast sky and the sea, letting the cold wind stir up long hair, listening to the rising tide, this sound that has sounded for thousands of years is like pushing open an old iron door and moving towards an ancient country... How fascinating, how selfless!

With the floating of thoughts, it suddenly occurred to me that the sea is always like this, a wave down, immediately there will be a wave coming up, day after day, year after year, tirelessly forward, forward... Although it will be pushed back again and again, it is still relentlessly pursuing its goals and ideals. The sea, not a pond with calm wind and waves, not a river with flowing water, the sea is the sea, there is a beating pulse, there is a rushing blood.

I look forward to sinking into the sea again, nostalgic for the feeling of the sea, for the faint saltiness...

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Pen name: Yi Ning, a girl with a diverse personality, has both the calmness needed by the drama and the liveliness that the director needs.

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