A house towards the sea, with spring.
I do not remember seeing such a sentence when only knew from that moment, I have a dream of owning a house, facing the sea, with spring ...
Looking at the map more than once that large blue daze, always feel that people can stay away from the sea is a noisy, forget the sorrow of the place. Really want to lay it all now, and the loved one in the beach cabin seat cover, sunrise and sundown, when the joy of walking along the beach holding hands, depression alone, sitting on the beach go for a blow quietly , do not need any language, has his, sea, is enough.
In my life have not really seen the sea, though, he is so in love. Childhood, the sea, has been distant dream. Dream of such a place, mind has been such a place as a place that is: towards the sea, with spring; but I just want to face the sea, with spring. Imagine you can have a house, the sea, opened the window, it opens the entire life course. Sea breeze blowing laughter, laughing in my ear, like the hand of the Kexin confidant, even at night, we laughed Yan flower, only your company, your words do. All the curtains as I white clothes, and wander with the moon flying.
When the morning blooming time, a person standing on the beach watching the sun penetrated the clouds, slowly rising sea levels, the light was in front at the sea, silhouetted against the azure blue waters on Xi, sparkling, Morrowind Raising my white dress blowing, I tightly close to the ocean, the waves rushed in again and let my bare feet with, step on the soft sand, fine spray washed the toes. Month on transit, shore swaying coconut, dipped in water and gas it with the coolness of the sea breeze gently caressing your body, as if time had stopped around you, and only the gentle Roaring also Youyuanerjin came. You seem to float in the blowing wind, the exposure to blossoming spray, do not know where to go, only the seagulls to accompany around.
This did not cause any tension, as if the sea is the cradle of his childhood, and you are the sleeping child, no anxiety, no pain, no irritation, no bustling, no dissipation, no impulse, no temptation, no mountains of work, The climb did not intrigue, there is no noise, no confusion, no frustrations, no flashing numbers, not to comply with the schedule. Nothing could be more broad minded than the sea, can accommodate everything you want to discard; there is no quieter than the sea, enough to dampen your nerves that have been hot.
I finally facing the sea, but I do not have spring flowers, I just was moved to tears. I think I spent a past life must be the sea fisherman woman, living from the sea to the sea as their home, so I have been always thinking about life's dream this piece of blue.
All the waiting, the hope and miss the sea, some Sentimental verse, the always youthful glowing waves, we and the sky dialogue, language, frankly, such as clear sky on the clouds can be endless, petrels flying and sailing voyage to find the Harbour is the lonely night.
However, the heart-way Zoulehenyuan, or remain in the original point of departure. When the reality of foam submerged fantasies, the Ocean has become an excuse for regret. Junior's you and me, in the emotion of the season slowly and missed the meet, we still like the sea's ebb and flow, breathing in accordance with the laws of nature, playing his best role, take a road of their most stable and most silence! If the river at night sleeping, not at a loss without care.
Before their own, should always save a place, stay there alone. I do not know, do not know who do not know how to love, do not know how long can love. Just wait for one love, Maybe no one.
Ear again came singing Huang Lei: I think I am the sea, the tranquil sea ...
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