海,是多变的。当海开始涨潮的时候,淡淡的海蓝色漫上沙滩,当沙滩重又变得金黄,你告诉我,那是海退潮了。海面不可能永远风平浪静,不可能永远波涛澎湃。海一直在变化,变化无穷无尽。我从没有去过大海,不知道海的变化。可是你什么部知道,关于海的一切,你什么都告诉我。海浪托起贝壳空虚的壳儿,送走海螺冷清的家;几只可爱的小生灵悄悄把头探出海面,想仔细瞧一瞧,海,她到底是怎样变化的。你告诉我,太阳清晨从海平 The sea is changing. When the sea began to tide, a touch of sea blue on the beach, when the beach became golden again, you told me that it is ebb tide. The sea can not always calm, can not always waves surging. The sea has been changing, endless changes. I have never been to the sea, I do not know the changes in the sea. But what do you know, everything about the sea, you tell me everything. Waves hold empty shell shells, send conch home deserted; a few cute little creature quietly head out of the sea, would like to take a closer look at the sea, how in the end she changed. You tell me that the sun is early morning from the sea level