Hainan Trip - Sanya - Yalong Bay

Sanya. Yalong Bay. The sea of Yalong Bay is green. Green like an illusion painted with pigments. It overturned my perception of the color of the sea. I thought I knew it all because of what I had seen before. So I was certain I was the most authoritative. But, I was like a frog in a well. The world presents a different kind of splendor in places you can't see. In parallel worlds and parallel times, maybe there's someone standing on the other end of where I stand. I look at the sea. Maybe, he is looking at the desert. It turns out. Nature is the true designer. Taking off my shoes. Barefoot. Stepping on the soft white sand. Chased by the waves rolled up by the green sea. The sand is really fine and soft. It's like stepping on soft sponges. Skin-friendly like cotton, so comfortable that you can't help but bury your feet in the sand again and again. Feeling that soft and sticky texture. The sea breeze is gently cool. When it blows on you, it makes you ignore the scorching sun. You actually don't feel hot at all! The weather is pleasantly cool. But the gradually darkening skin tells you well that ultraviolet rays and coolness are two different concepts. We were unknowingly pua-ed by the sea breeze. There are many foreign friends sunbathing on the beach. They bury each other in the sand, lying or lying down. Enjoying the sunlight. Although their bodies are tanned, it is a kind of pride, a kind of joy for them. Not far away, a foreign father and daughter are playing on the beach. The blonde girl looks only about four years old, yet, she is as free as a bird. Running by the sea with the innocence and joy of a child. Compared to the same-aged Chinese babies digging sand in a disciplined manner with small buckets and wearing sun-protective shirts, the contrast is quite strong. The foreign father patiently accompanies his daughter running, swimming, and lifting her high. The girl's laughter echoes along the seaside. Protecting family is love. But, companionship is also love. However, what we most easily overlook is companionship. There aren't many people on the beach. Very fortunate to choose this time to travel. Lazily sitting under the parasol. Quietly watching the little joys of the waves. My heart is completely empty. The setting sun gradually fills the entire sea with orange-red at a speed visible to the naked eye. The breathtaking beauty is not just the sunset. But also the little bits of tenderness exuded by the sea. I will come again.