The morning dawn breaks and the sun shines through the clear blue and sprinkles on the surface of the sea, and the waves roll and dance. The waves are as soft as a lover's kiss, as deep as a philosopher's thoughts. The reef stands quietly beside the sea, and the traces of time are like ancient annual rings, carving its tough backbone.
The arrogance of the reef makes the waves respect it; The amorous waves make the reef bloom alone in loneliness. A gust of wind rolls up thoughts and sends them into the distance; A touch of waves, in the embrace of the reef, deep and low, but no regrets.
The wind, let the waves follow its dance steps; waves, but hide the deep affection for the reef in the ripples. At some point, raindrops fell from the sky, like teardrops, sprinkled on the earth. At this time, the reef is a little more fragile and a little more sad, because their feelings are like the sea, boundless, but they are also turbulent, once they pour, only loneliness remains.
As the sun sets, the red of the skyline has become a reef of thoughts, like fire and blood, and the waves are still so peaceful, like the wind and clouds, unwilling to speak lightly or leave. But he knew that no matter what, the sea was always the sea, and the waves were always waves, and they could only look at each other from a distance and keep that in their hearts forever.