The moody sea is translated by Zhang Bao

The sea in front of you, tranquil, friendly and hospitable. As I approached the beach, I could hear the soft sound of the sea getting louder and louder. The waves wash over the beach like a warm welcome.

The waves chased, pushed, rolled, and frolicked with each other, with cheerful smiling faces and pleasant laughter.

The sea greets you, embraces you with a warm embrace, sweeps your feet in the city for a long time, frolicks and dances with you, pushes you up and down affectionately, sprinkles the seawater, and melts you into nature.

Looking at the rising sun, you set out on your way home. The sea is watching you and shouting, "Come again, we miss you!"

You are too obsessed with the sea: always listening to distant voices. When dusk shines, you're back on the beach. However, the cry of the sea seemed loud and piercing. You quicken your pace, and so does the cry of the sea.

At this time, there are no waves beckoning to you. The waves of the great masses are roaring towards you, and the amiable waves of the morning have been enchanted to turn into fierce gods and old demons, hateful and hateful. They rushed and roared, rushing and tearing, and uttering insults.

The sea once again embraces the child to you, and the silver droplets gather at your feet, hurrying to those who come and go, and subtly seducing you. So, you uneasily exit the beach.

The sun sets, and a clear moon rises. The sea hides ambition and suppresses the roar of the raging waves. The water glowed with a metallic glow and snickered like a demonic sound. The waves are getting closer and closer, as if to say, "Wait, next time I'll clean you up!"

You're gone, and the sea behind you roars when it fails to catch you, or the sinister grin of a careless prey.

The next morning, the sea returned to its friendly and hospitable calm. Is she the big monster she was last night? That's how nature is exerting her dual personality on humanity - both a keeper and a destroyer!