Migo walked barefoot on the beach at dusk. The sand here was fine and clean, ivory white, and the temperature was suitable at the moment. He could feel a warm power pouring into his body from the soles of his feet, all over his body. Like being charged. When Migo closed his eyes, he turned into a small fish, swimming leisurely in the unobstructed blue. My uncle's university organized a vacation, and there happened to be half-price places for family members. My mother enthusiastically encouraged Migo to go with him, "Go and get in touch with the sun, go soak in the sea water, and you are not allowed to go home unless you get a tan!" Thank you so much, mom, for letting him go. I experienced with my own eyes the refreshing blue color that I had only seen on TV and in picture books before, as well as the fine and gentle touch of sand. Not many people come to Qingyou Island for vacation. There are about a hundred people scattered in twos and threes on most of the crescent-shaped beach. My aunt kept complaining that the strong sunshine here from morning to night would turn people into dried fish, so she simply hid in the hotel to incubate the air conditioner and eat seafood. My uncle went fishing and read his favorite leisure book "Diaosou's Notes". Cousin Bai Wei walked around the island with a digital camera, and she always came home with a full load. She collected plants or organisms in her right hand, and a bag of empty cans, food packaging bags and other garbage in her left hand. As for Migo, apart from fishing with his uncle, he spends most of his time doing his own thing. At noon that day, a group of girls suddenly came to the beach and put on swimsuits, rolling and crawling towards the sea. Migo, who was playing volleyball, saw Bo Wei walking alone with a camera and a big canvas bag on her back. She was set off by a group of girls screaming excitedly. Bo Wei in a big sweatshirt and dark overalls was so fair and quiet. There are no ripples. There was a commotion on the sea not far away, and a group of young people wearing dark diving suits rushed out, holding something round in their hands and cheering. Then, he turned his body and lay on his back on the water. His feet wearing flippers made the waves splash, and he quickly swam to the shore. Then he took off the weight belt from his waist, quickly gathered around, and half-knelt in a circle. The beach was like a group of children fighting crickets, with their heads hunched together and shouting, "My roundest one, me! Me! Me!..." Migo ran over curiously, thinking it was some kind of treasure? It's just a pile of ordinary round stones. Those guys were about to fight. "Let me take a look!" A quiet voice said, and the squatting guys, who were about the same height as Bai Wei, all looked up at Bai Wei eagerly. Bai Wei squinted her eyes for a while, and then quickly designated one piece: "That's it!" All eyes turned to the one in the middle, with dark skin, and her eyes narrowed into a straight line with joy. "Is it Tachibana Village again?" Someone yelled in frustration, "Why, just because he is the most handsome?" "If you don't believe me, measure it yourself. From any point of view, the diameter is almost 5.3cm!"! "With that said, Bai Wei threw down a tape measure and walked away. An outstanding student in the Department of Environmental Engineering at Fudan University is not just a man. "Hey! The winner jumped up and said, "I won, please dive!" Bai Wei subconsciously wanted to break free, her hands seemed to be clamped by pliers. She turned her head and shouted for help: "Migo!" " "You go too, take a walk in the sea!" "The young man named Tachibana Village raised his chin enthusiastically towards Migo. Together they walked into a row of sky-blue bungalows on the seaside. The color of the roofs looked more like they were painted with crayons. There was a row of rows of tiles embedded in the wall next to the door. The three-dimensional character "Round Stone Diving Club", the strokes of each character are made of real round stones, simple and beautiful. Tachibana Village added the championship circle he just got to the top of the character "head". "We got them all from the bottom of the sea," he said while brushing his name with acrylic and taking a long breath: "I descended at least 20 meters more than others today! Baiwei looked closer and saw that almost every stone was covered with the name of Orange Village, written in clumsy strokes. "Why did you remember to call it this name?" "There is an allusion. There is an ancient game among the indigenous people on a small island in the Pacific. Young people like to compete in diving to collect stones from the seabed. Whoever pulls up the roundest stone is the winner." "Tachibana Village said with a leisurely expression, "I've never been to the real bottom of the sea. It's indescribably beautiful there, but it's also very fragile. For example, if you break the coral gently, it may fall apart. How many years does it take to form such a unique color and shape? I saw with my own eyes that there were fewer and fewer fish and corals in the sea. So we agreed that we would only bring one thing back each time, which was the most insignificant stone. " After getting the round stones one by one, Bo Wei touched them and looked at the dark and tall Orange Village with a brand-new look. She also said leisurely: "I am amazed that the power of nature can wash away the hard and huge stones many years ago. Now it looks seamless and round no matter from which angle you look at it. " Migo was already absent-minded, looking at the shed outside, where diving equipment, buoyancy vests and other things were hanging everywhere on the ropes. "My heart must have flown to the sea. Okay, let’s get our gear and set off now! "Tachibana Village said cheerfully. Tachibana Village's big hands held Baiwei and Migo on the left and right, "Oh my God! So pretty! "Migo, who was diving for the first time, was stunned by the underwater world in front of him. Through the water mirror, he could clearly see big fish more than half a meter long. They were in groups. It felt really good to be surrounded by fish. Good! The sky was clear, the sun was shining directly on the water seven or eight meters deep, and the scales of many fishes in the breeding season were shining, which dazzled Migo. He turned around and saw Tachibana gently swinging his fins while breathing. Sululu spit out strings of bubbles. Baiwei's hair was as soft and stretched as seaweed, and her flippers were kicking rhythmically.

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