Golden Poetry: Strolling on Zhuhai Golden Beach

When the sunlight falls on the Golden Beach, the entire stretch of sand glistens like a golden painting. I step barefoot onto this soft sand, feeling the warmth of the fine grains flowing between my toes. The sea breeze gently brushes by, bringing with it the salty scent of the ocean, filling my heart with tranquility. As I stroll along the beach, my gaze follows the waves, extending to the endless horizon. Children chase and play on the sand, building sandcastles, their innocent laughter adding a touch of charm to the sea. The coconut trees by the shore sway with the wind, as if waving to the visitors. As the sun sets, the sky is dyed a shade of orange-red, and the entire Golden Beach seems to be draped in a soft glow. The sea sparkles, and fishing boats slowly sail by, leaving behind serene silhouettes. At this moment, I lean back on a beach chair, letting time quietly pass in this gentle golden world. Every inch of Golden Beach carries the poetic essence of the sea and sky, making it a place one never wants to leave, allowing the soul to be completely at peace.