In the soft and beautiful sound of the guitar like the waves, the wandering poem began to sing.

"I've seen the blue sea

White seagulls flying on the surface of the sea

A warm sea breeze blows

Blow up your pale yellow skirt

The future I fantasize about

There is a window that will face the sea

There is a door

Open for me

Climb over the highest mountains

In the distance are endless flowers

A faint floral scent

caressing everyone's sorrows

The future I fantasize about

There is a simple and sincere love

There is a person

Come for me......"

In the waves and songs, everyone's hearts began to become quiet, just like the vast sea, deep and transparent.

The wandering poems in the field feel like they have entered another realm, the scene is still this scene, the beach is still this beach, but the instructors, students, and staff in all directions seem to no longer exist, and only one is left, holding the guitar, singing briskly between the sea and the sky, step by step, step by step, casual swimming.

It's a man's trip. In the direction of the sea.

In the clouds where the sea and the sky meet, the figure of a slender woman suddenly emerged, wearing a pale yellow bright dress, the skirt swayed wantonly with the sea breeze, the people of heaven and earth turned into the most beautiful picture in the world, the scene was so beautiful that people were intoxicated, so romantic that people wanted to cry, so that people's hearts gave birth to infinite yearning.

The wanderer's poem walked towards the people of heaven and earth. As if crossing thousands of mountains and rivers, the wandering poem walked through the mountain paths, climbed the highest mountains, and involuntarily wanted to get closer to the scenery.

This happiness transcends all physical self.

Su Yin stood on the clouds, standing in the waves, the sea breeze blowing her skirt, blowing her black hair, there was a wooden hut beside her, there was a door just like Su Yin's chest, which was greatly open to Youzishi, and there was a window, facing the sea, and the spring flowers were blooming......

You're the most beautiful view I've ever seen.

You Zishi said.

I'm here for you.

You Zishi heard the voice in Su Yin's heart and could understand the shape of her lips.

You Zishi threw the guitar into the air, feeling like she was flying with the wind. You Zishi rushed towards Su Yin, grabbed her hand, and the two of them began to run together on the edge of the beach, feeling like they had put on wings and experienced great happiness that they had never experienced before.

This love is simple and sincere, this happiness is free and dissolute. It's an uninhibited and uninhibited experience. It's like Zhuangzi's "Getaway": there is a fish in the northern underworld, and its name is kun (kūn). The Kun is so big that I don't know how many thousands of miles it is, and it turns into a bird, and its name is Peng. Peng's back, I don't know how many thousands of miles it is, and it flies angrily, its wings are like clouds hanging from the sky......

Therefore, it is said: The supreme man has no self, the god has no merit, and the saint has no name......

"The future I fantasize about

Youth does not fade, and the face does not change

The future I fantasize about

The sky is as translucent as a child, and the clouds are white

A kind old man under a begonia tree

and them who are as young as I am

In the quiet afternoon

Wait until I wake up ......."

You Zishi remembered the scene when she and Su Yin were playing in the water on the beach of Haitang Bay yesterday evening.

At that time, the two of them were like two naughty children, without the appearance of adults, and also left behind the troubles of adults, running barefoot between the sea and the sky without restraint, the feeling of lightness of body and mind, the kind of state of mind that is as transparent as a child, is more rare than anything else, in fact, in the downtown area, in the crowd, how many people, how long has it been since they have really completely relaxed once, to experience how beautiful it feels to slow down time?

How long has our impetuous heart been treating ourselves, our families, our elders, and our children with a quiet and grateful heart, how long has the smile on our faces been sincere, not reluctant, how long has it been, we are resentful, not loving, where have we used our patience......

Why can't our hearts slow down, can't be still, can't feel the same great satisfaction and happiness as children......

As the song progresses, not only does the poem completely enter another state of selflessness, but also the instructors and students actually enter their own different realms.

At this moment, in addition to the sound of the waves, guitars, wind, and the free and transparent singing of Youzi's poems, people's hearts have become quiet.

If before that, each of their hearts was like an island, now, their hearts are beginning to connect with each other as if they were touched and resonant.

In the song, people feel that their hearts are no longer lonely, the world is still beautiful, and life is still full of countless fantasies for themselves to realize.

And the key to beauty is not in the future, but only in the present.

So, although this song sings about the future that I fantasize, it actually celebrates the present, the present.

Think about childhood, never care about the future, but giggle, have the greatest happiness, fighting, running and jumping, unbridled laughter sprinkled all over the streets and alleys, villages and hometowns.

Even if you encounter any setbacks occasionally, after crying for a while, you will be able to immediately pass the rain and forget about it, even if there are still tears and snot on your face, you will immediately mix with your friends, and you will have a heartless time, how chic......

After adulthood, it seems that people's hearts have begun to turn into the sea, as wide as the sea, the same tolerance, the same depth, but either the appearance, or tired panic, those sad things, sad things, those setbacks, those crashes against the south wall, which does not make us feel physically and mentally exhausted, tired and not loved......

It seems that we don't say it, it seems that we have laughed it off, in fact, it is just to bury those unpleasantness under the surface of the sea like icebergs, they will not melt, they will not freeze, they still affect us all the time, bury us, pull down the quality of our life, make it difficult for us to completely release ourselves, to achieve the ultimate happiness, so that we can not carry the weight, can not go against the wind, fly in anger, watch me swim freely......

Therefore, the poem "The Future I Fantasize" by Youzi is not a dream that can be concretized, not a future in a clear sense, but a child-like state.

In the singing, You Zishi felt that she and Su Yin were like two bare-chested little P children, leaving a string of laughter and laughter on the beach.