She leaned against a white bench with white yellow sand behind her. Carve. It became a satellite castle, and in front of her gaze was a handsome boy in a black coat.

She gently stroked her hair with her right hand and was pulling her. Snow. White. Target. Neck. Neck. Subtle. Violent. Dew. In the air, her smiling gaze went around his side, and it was a fairytale princess with long hair pouring water into a bucket of water in front of a small spired European-style castle, the outline of which was softened by the edges, light, slippery, and. Beauty. Wonderful.

"Hurry up and shoot, someone will be coming soon." She saw an old man in a black leather coat coming next to her, and immediately urged, only to see that she opened her mouth slightly, and her eyes still maintained that smile, maybe not the person taking pictures in front of her.

This place is surrounded by a castle on all sides. Sand. Carve. In the center, there are many people watching here, just now a girl in a white robe wanted to sit in Mengruo's current position, but she was still one step ahead.

"Okay, I'll send it to you now, you can choose it yourself." He laughed.

"I'll go back and see." Her eyes looked around at the road she had just come up, and the distant one was an art exhibition more than 20 meters away from the beach, and there were not many people who originally came to this beach, nor was it the promotional picture that she had seen on her mobile phone, and no one watched it at this time.

The sun shone on some of the golden castles, and its soft silhouette shaped the world, fairy tales about love, in every direction, and her eyes were a little overwhelmed as she walked down the steps to take a closer look.

"The wind is already strong on the beach, won't it be blown away?" When the three girls in front of him came over to chat, a crisp voice sounded beside Zhu Jia.

He. Touch. Touch. He glanced at the edge of the sand sculpture next to him describing Liang Zhu, "Made of cement." "The hardness is like the concrete floor on the road, and the knock on it is very solid, and the rough and uneven surface still makes his hands have some white marks.

"Really, no wonder it's so good-looking after so long." She said, and her impression of the castle immediately became less than what it had been. Soft. Soft.

Before walking out of this beach castle, Mengruo stood a few meters in front of the sand gate and slowly rotated the screen, as if she was always smiling, Zhu Jia was most impressed by her eloquent voice, and now she can imagine the next picture.

"Gone." She gave him a smile, elegant and timely, "Actually, this place is quite big, I think this place is not bad, what do you think?" ”

"It's good" Zhu Jia nodded, all the tourists on this beach are concentrated in this area, and there are quite a few people, just like the two or three meters high sand pile in front, and there is a small flat land at the top, on which a father and his son are digging sand.

On a whim, Zhu Jia stepped on the footprints that were already deep and rushed forward in three or two steps.

"Don't even say a word to me when you go up." After Mengruo finished speaking, she walked up from the other side, but her body elevation angle was a little big, and when she was about to reach the top, she almost slipped down with the sand that slid downward, and was still grabbed by Zhu Jia's hand, fine., greasy, slippery, tender, with some warmth.

He was still led by her and slid half a step outside before pulling her up.

"Pretty good. Slippery. Target. She stood firm on it. Body. Zi, smiled at him, still a little excited in his heart, looked towards the sand exhibition in the distance, was able to cross its small yellow sand door, and saw a group of young men and women in suits taking pictures over there under the two giant Liang Zhu sculptures, everyone's faces were full of smiles, and a group of people were talking slogans, there was no embarrassment at all.

It's an ordinary picture, but it's still so refreshing when the wind blows in your face.

Still, they walked to the edge of the beach, along the sand-and-water junction of gravel pebbles and across the crystal clear bottom of the river.

He looked back at the girl who was standing in front of 'LOVE' and taking pictures.

Sitting on this wooden chair on the steps, under the vast sky, we looked at the in the sea in the distance.

On the left is still on the tall wooden promenade of this beach youth harbor, and on the right side the low-lying wetlands are full. Hair. Yellow. The reeds will still sway and rise with the wind.

When I came to the end of this road and returned, the sun above my head had already fallen a lot from the top, and I could still feel the cold smell of Dao.

When she took her mobile phone close to the railing to take a picture of the green-blue low-water shoal under the railing, she asked the young man next to her what would happen if the phone fell.

This depression covered with smooth mossy boulders, from a height of three or four meters, you can also see a clear surface of the water, in the deeper stones. Clip. Sew. , he still had some fear in the face of the height of the insignificance: "Then it's troublesome, you may not be able to find it back if you want to find it, you have to go to the front steps and walk down and come back to get it." ”

"That's too much trouble, it's better not to fall off." She automatically moved away from the railing.

When I went back, I was just walking on the beach on the way to the sand exhibition.