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From a far distance, the pale blue sky is a smooth white blanket, widespread into the atmosphere. As the gloomy fog passed by the sleeping green giant, the clouds that had been wispy and white that morning were now more dark and dense. There was no sky that day, only a rough woolen blanket of mottled grey to cover us all and block out the sun. A boundless layer of white blend with silver hung heavily over the hills, it covered every building every tree at their base, swallowing every distant object and vanishing around every corner. The mountain lay in the distance like a ridiculous green camel hump or perhaps the nose of a slumbering giant turned to rock.
The sea was perfectly calm, its soft murmurs were scarcely audible, and the waves seemed to fall asleep. A line of dark blue hung the seashore. The gentle waves rolled the afternoon sun like the patterns that lay scattered from the festival. Litter tumbled over the cooling sand, you couldnt tell where the grey skies ended and the grey seas began. Two different existence with no connection, but was compelled to merge into one.
The pier was forlorn in the cold waves, and under the drab sky, the water was dark, without the speckles of light that come with a sunny day. I reached out my hand and watched the water drip down by gravity, transparent and sparkly. Each one swiftly haloed by ever-growing rings, distorting the pebbled sea-bed.
The beach reached out parallel to the water, these continual friends babbled as the water came in console way, as if their satisfaction was to soothe the sand. The sand was delicately golden with just the right comforting warmth, to rest on the beach and feel like a cozy hug. I saw the boy lying in the sand like he was sleeping. When his little sister came to wake him, he acted no more alive than solid stone. He waited like a cobra until she got right up close to his face. Then he jumped up yellow grain, wide arms and palms like starfish in the summer sun. An abrupt scream came across the beach, followed by some cheerful giggles and laughter.
Not far away from the beach and the sea, the strong-growing trees stood tall and straight like a soldier. Its branches stretched out wide until detaching each other like the petals of a blossom. The smell of happiness and the noisy conversation came across treetops. Ecos moved like waves and spread as far as they could. It was a brilliant, safe, and conserves pleasure in that summer, people stayed cool and fresh due to these well-trained soldiers’ unremitting efforts. There was a scent below me, the ground was chunky, with roots running through the soil. They twisted like snakes, upwards and then descended deeply into the ground, taking out the cool airflow from the groundwater table below.
I came to the beach, and the rough gravel wrapped my feet. It didn’t wait for me to lift it, and there would be waves to moisten them. The unpleasantness of contact with the beach disappeared and became the gentle breath of the sea – the sea breeze is mixed with a fishy smell, a little stinky and salty. A shock of chilliness followed with a welcome contrast to the heat. Water wrapped me tightly like my skin. After the baptism of seawater, the stinking pain reversed into coolness again.
I can see the mottled rocks and tiny fishes swimming around, as fast as a bouncing ball in the playground. Swooshing waves were forced to be pushed onto the beach, creating a delightful effect on the ear.
The birds appreciated the vast blue sky because it bestowed them the freedom to soar; the admirable mountain appreciated the infinitely abysmal earth because the earth assisted them to rise into the clouds; the fish appreciated the uncharted sea because it allowed them to swim boundlessly. On that first day at sea, I learned one truth: we should be grateful for everything nature had to deliver us. We shouldn’t let our ambitions be kept growing like a ceaseless weed. Life is like the spacious unstoppable sea, and numerous miracles are preserved in the vastness of the waves. May we like the brave waves and be the brave explorers of these miracles.
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