Under the blue and cloudless sky, the rippling sea surface, in the distance, a river dam with a viewing angle of less than half a centimeter lies across the junction of the sea and the sky, crystal clear. Yellow. Sand. Beach, pine. Soft. Stepping on it, she needs to gently move forward to move forward.

"Did you notice that the couple who took the picture is still in that place?" Zhu Jia looked at the bride who was standing on the big rock on the edge of the sand more than forty meters away, and the air was blowing in the wind.

Chen Mengruo also saw the wedding dress behind the beautiful girl swaying softly around. Light. Soft. Target. Long. yarn, she thinks this picture is somewhat beautiful.

"Really, we've all come to this place." While her eyes were fixed.

On the gravel sand under the guardrail beside him, the murmuring sound continued to reverberate in his ears, and he was no longer satisfied with being separated by a guardrail.

Walking less than 100 meters ahead, there was no guardrail, and the clear water squatted on the edge of the beach through the continuous crashing on the gravel of the beach nearby, and let the clear water splash between the pebbles and spread the coolness to his heart.

In this vast world, he was somewhat immersed in the world of this moment.

"This moment is what I think is the most memorable time of today's trip, do you have an urge to slow down the passage of time?" His heartfelt smile gradually looked over.

"What you said is quite philosophical, what's wrong, are you still emotional?" She laughed.

Two groups of people walked along the fence along the beach, and someone said, "Do you want someone to take a picture of me?" He heard very clearly.

"Gone." Meng Ruo urged, and her body, plump, full, and her pace increased significantly.

After walking more than ten meters deep into the sand, he looked back at the place where he had just walked to the sea, "What's the matter, you also heard someone say that you want to take a picture of them, right?" ”

"Did you hear that?" She was a little surprised.

She was still called by the young mother with a five-year-old boy to take a picture, and in the words that the man kept thanking, Mengruo took . Small. Bring. Shy., astringent. A smile ran over.

"You're still not avoided." Zhu Jia looked at her.

"It's nothing, the one in front is an oil painting exhibition, there is this in such a place." She didn't stop long on his face and ran in the direction of the sand.

Mengruo felt that he had seen several art exhibitions here, and this man walked up to him, "It's all the kind of abstract paintings in the countryside during the Chinese New Year, have you noticed it?" “

He was staring intently at a painting of a market in town, a narrow two-row market. Dew. Sky. The corridors are filled with New Year's goods and festive stickers, and the streets are full of shopping. Person. The three children who come with their mother in the center of the picture are smiling excitedly and dancing freely.

He could imagine the scene of them at this moment, and his body and mind were somewhat half-integrated.

"Do you think these paintings are really drawn, it's quite festive to put this thing here, don't you think? "When Meng Ruo said it, he deliberately used his hands. Touch. on it. Table. Face.

He also. Touch. up, the quality of the picture seems to be imprinted on it: "If I search on the Internet, these paintings can probably be searched, but you generally don't look at it much, and now it feels quite good to look at it like this." “

She nodded, her pace was obviously quickened a lot, but Zhu Jia was still appreciating painting by painting, he just liked the scenes in it, those childhood times were like a deep memory, it was already difficult to live the previous days, but this moment undoubtedly touched his heart.

In the suspension of this piece a basketball full-court size is not. Pine. Soft. On the sand, her figure still appeared at the end quickly, as if it was a dream, obviously not long after coming here, she already felt that this journey was coming to an end.