Yalong Bay is a scenic place, walking on the silver sandy beach, enjoying the sunshine to bring us in full bloom, white clouds in the blue blue sky and air slowly drifting, seagulls sticking to the surface of the sea happily fluttering. The seawater is crystal clear, as if a beautiful painting in front of us, blue seawater, has been stretching into the distance, look can not see the edge, I do not know where the end of the sea? The sea splashed a white wave, flashing silver light, one by one to catch up, but also issued a rhythmic even beat sound, seems to sing a song to welcome my arrival.
My mom and I pulled up our pant legs and walked towards the beach, the waves waved to me again and again, finally the waves tickled my feet as if they were tickling me, and it ran back with a smile on its face, and then came jumping and singing a song, holding snow-white seashells and little green fish. When I was about to pick up the waves sent "gifts", naughty waves and its "gifts" away, I was angry, just as I turned back to the shore, the waves came to tickle my feet, straight to my amusement, so you are and I hide and seek. Passionate waves again and again and I play a game of catching up with you, as if not divided into winners and losers will never give up, if not for my mother called me, I still do not know that my clothes all wet. ( 3