The impression that there will be a barefoot girl, stepping on the fine sand, leaving a small foot, from time to time to bend the back to pick up, put on a hand with a certain number on a pile, and then put together, leaving a mark.
It is very beautiful and cozy. Aspire to a free life, but the premise has to pay diligence and hard work.
Just like the conch, the beginning itself is not perfect, after countless waves of the wash, white, and then fade the appearance of the shortcomings, leaving the hardest part, presented in front of the girl.
Shells grow in the sea, such as not diving people, to find. Perhaps you can only wait for the huge waves to wash it to the surface of the sea, choose in a period of less people, set off early, pick up the unique it.
I remember the first time I came to Shenzhen, in the first company, went to the beach, did not make any preparations, did not prepare a swimsuit, did not wear a sun hat, no long skirt, did not apply sunscreen, so go. When people are tired, maybe going to the beach is also a good choice, you can listen to the sound of the sea, the sound of the waves, look at the fine holes in the sand, that is the sand breathing. Look at the swimming people, is the intimacy with the sea.
Of course, there is no shortage of Chinese tourist style on the car to sleep, get off the car to take pictures. What is left behind is the favor of the sea.
The second time to go to the beach, is to go to the tail field, European-style seaside buildings, the color of the yacht, and because of the weather causes yellow seawater, gray sky, the sea breeze blowing the hair, like in a fight like a knot, it is difficult to straighten out.
Take off the sandals, experience once on the picture of picking up the conch, the beauty of more than one inner joy, true.
I heard that the sea abroad is more beautiful, turquoise blue, clean water.
I hope I am a characteristic conch, after I go through the storm, I can meet the one who picked me up, however, put it in the ear, listen to my story, that is my story in the sea, you should hear it.
After listening, you put me in a sealed bag, and I lay still, anticipating how you will place me.
As I was about to fall asleep, the light around me was too harsh, and I opened my eyes and lit up.
You gently took me out and temporarily placed me on the table. Wow, a place I once I dreamed of wanting to come? Elegant room decoration, with the aroma of jasmine, look around, European style balcony, accompanied by classical literary bookshelves, that is a place to read, as if to see the owner in his spare time, focused on reading the handsome kind of books.
When I was still an ordinary conch, endured the waves and sea water of the countless wash, walked through a lot of unfamiliar bearings, no relatives, no partners, no quality birth, I take the sea water, waves as a friend, and their contact,
is to make themselves different, and then be picked up, to go to the place I want to go, to see the things I want to see.
Now, it's realized.
Even if my master doesn't like me after looking at me for a long time, I think it's worth it. The master found a rope with a bell and strung me up, hung in front of the bed, opened the window, the wind came in, the bell rang, my body fluttered with it, and my heart was to listen to the sound of the sea. At this time, the master, put me in the ear, slowly closed my eyes to listen to my voice.
At that moment, like a standstill, very cozy.
This is my meaning.
May the next trip to the beach be with you. I'll pick it up, and you'll take the pictures, okay?
Honey, come here, I'll tell you something.
He said, "Okay?"
I said softly, "You know what? The conch has a story too."
I am - Moe Zimo, may you be especially gentle, especially beautiful, and especially calm.
I want to write those truest feelings, say sincere words and tell them to you.
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