A view from the memory
Sunrise, sunset, the sun every day; sun, moon, stars, every day replace each other ...... everyone will take a different path, see different scenery ...... I will not forget Li Qingzhao's "and shy away, leaning on the door to look back, but the green plum smell "; nor will I forget how Wen Tianzhang chanted the poem "Life is ancient who does not die, leave the heart to shine" at the end of the Southern Song Dynasty, but what I remember most is watching the sunrise ...... at 3:30 in the morning. A group of us got up early. It was still night, and the sky was cloudy and dreary. Despite having watched the weather forecast, saying that the weather is good, but still some but heart. Uncle looked up at the sky and reassured us with experience that the weather was good today and we could definitely see the sunrise at the beach. Standing on the beach, the breeze blew across my face ...... the sky by the sea was very cloudy, I don't know if it was because of the dark sky or what, no moonlight, but there was a very strong wind. Roll down the window and take a deep breath, the moist air is mixed with only the fragrance of the sea. Compared to the thick air in the big city, the air at the beach is fresh and sweet. I know, I like it here. "The sun is full of sprinkles, the sea level love song lilting ......" looking at the rising sun, looking at that step to the sea, see the eastern sky is smeared with a light red, like a shy girl just learned to dress up, still embarrassed to put their Those lips painted red some, and that light red halo extremely irregular, a hundred lazy smeared in the sky of the sea.