One day, I came to the endless seaside and played freely. Like a bird just coming out of a cage, flying freely and embracing the blue sky. The scorching sun was shining in the sky, and the burning sun shone mercilessly on the sea. The original blue sea suddenly rippled and sparkled like twinkling stars. Looking around, there is a lush island at the intersection of rice fields. Seagulls fly freely in the sky, and white sails float on the sea. Like a wonderful meticulous painting. On the golden beach, there are many colorful and strange shells, and there are also small crabs strutting on the beach. On the beach, some adults sunbathe, some leisurely drink sweet and delicious coconut milk, and some play beach volleyball in groups of three or five. Some children are racing on the beach, others are building castles ... The beach has become the best place for people to relax.
Next to the beach, the numbers there are lush and thriving. The grass is green, like a green carpet, the flowers are colorful, the fragrance is intoxicating, the breeze is blowing gently, and the waves are rolling gently, as if a warm dance is being held. Coconut trees are slim and graceful, with leaves as big as banana fans. In summer, these trees are full of fruits and vitality.
In the evening, there was a whistle in the distance. It turned out that the fishermen came back from fishing, and they really returned with a full load. The children cheered. In the golden boat, there are lively fish, crabs lying at sixes and sevens, and shrimps like arch bridges ... These are cheers and sirens, which bring us the joy of harvest.