At six o'clock in the morning, there was a hint of rose on the horizon. We stayed in the house again, and the sun would rise from behind me. So looking for some gorgeous rhetoric to pile up a piece of magnificent sunrise also lost its meaning. It is difficult to arouse the desire to go to the sea for such a sand beach that has been seen against the scorching sun and over the steep cliffs. Just look at it. Red Beach, is there any misunderstanding of the Greek people on the beach?