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Under the stars

Time: 2015-08-27 Source: Original Editor: Zhang Xiaocai Read: Times

Well, I never thought that the beach at night was so attractive.

I was sitting in Guanyin Bay, Cheung Chau, and the rough sand with a touch of moisture touched my skin, and the sound of waves crashed in my ears.

No, there is more than that, there is an acoustic voice played by a certain group member. (Sound is too light ==

I closed my eyes and listened to all this quietly.

Very comfortable. I never thought that the sound of the waves at night could be so mild and so pleasant ...

Listening to the waves of sea water again and again, I accidentally dig a hole.

Very comfortable, never thought that the sea sand at night could be so moist and so cool.

I looked up and looked at the peaceful night sky.

... I haven't seen the stars, and my eyes haven't adapted to the night.

Raising my head and neck also hurt, so I simply lay directly on the soft sand.

The restaurants behind were lit with obstructive lights for business, too bright.

I put my arm on my forehead, blocking the light.

Quietly waiting for the shadow of the stars to appear.

After a while, it appeared.

Countless small, silvery spots of light appeared in the night sky in front of me.

A little illusory, but beautiful.

I stared at the old man, staring straight into the sky, for fear that the stars would disappear from the darkness of the night if I accidentally closed my eyes.

Now, these beautiful things often appear around us.

During the day, the beach was as tidal as the sea, but we didn't listen carefully at the time.

There are stars in the evening sky on weekdays, but we never looked up.

Are we too busy in our lives and often ignore these tiny things?

I sniffed the scent of the sea water, and quietly looked at the scenery that has been there for the first time.

The cool evening breeze tonight, the moist sea sand, and the pleasant sound of the waves will become memories of this summer, which I will always remember.

Writer's note: I ’m going to camp with the church group this week to Cheung Chau.

This is the funniest, most memorable, most tiring and most sweaty camp (laughs)

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