踏着轻柔的细沙,听着海风吹拂沙滩的“呼沙——”声。远眺着深邃的大海,点点白帆正在漂近。海滩那边是一带木麻黄树,微风掠过,传出阵阵絮语,应和着细碎浪花时而簇集,时而低吟。大海像羞怯的少女,任凭渔人们在她那极富有弹性的蓝发上荡来荡去。天上的海鸥也披着一层浅蓝色的光,忽上忽下地飞翔着。这时, Walking on the soft sand, listening to the sound of the sea breeze blowing the sand, “Husha -.” Far to the deep sea, little white sails are drifting closer. On the other side of the beach is a layer of Casuarina trees. The breeze swept past and the whispered words came out. They should be clustered together with the finely chopped waves, and sometimes whispered. The sea is like a shy girl, allowing the fishermen to swing on her extremely flexible blue hair. The seagulls in the sky are also covered with a light blue light, and they fly up and down. At this time,