Peninsula reporter Guan Ying intern reporter Tu Shuyun
Photographer Little Flower Cat
Seagulls are the most common seabirds, in the sea, harbor, flocks of seagulls floating on the water, swimming, foraging, flying low, on the course of the ship, there will also be seagulls trailing, that is, walking on the beach at low tide, will also startle a group of seagulls.
Under the orange sunset, the sky is endless, smokeless and cloudless, and above the tall buildings, there is only one seabird. Spreading its wings and gliding, with its back to the sun, it was stripped of its color, leaving only a black silhouette, lonely and desolate.
The setting sun burns violently in the eternal night, and the seagull soars alone in the center of the sun's dazzling, behind which is a black city, and there is an illusion of a scorching sun in the darkness.
Seagulls, dyed with the tranquility of seaweed, pillow a daytime sand dune, bright wings breaking through the waves, pupils flashing the clear blue of the blue sea, the sea is its joyful song, it swims hard, bravely moving forward.
With a mouth as bright red as a cherry, a chest as white as the first snow, wings spread like a wave, and with the song of the sea, seagulls skim over the city, telling us what freedom looks like.