The love of the sea and the shell is from Philosophy Simply white

Why don't you fight yourself, we are not your secretary.

Like a fish drinking water, it knows its own warmth and coldness.

Field ,......Shuttle skateboarding, flipping poles, horseback riding, playing.

The endless sea sets off layers of waves that bring beautiful shells to the beach.

Azure Ocean, Golden Yellow Sandbeach, exquisite shells, and pure white clouds Ovehead, they are indeed extremely beautiful

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The shells are so hard and delicate, and there is color in the middle of the swirling patterns.

It is indeed a work of art, a treasure that is reluctant to be exchanged with others.

After reading this article, I couldn't help but think of the small and soft life in the shell, and thought that for such a short, small, fragile, and humble life, God had built its dwelling place with such care—the delicate shell. However, I can't help but want to compare my own life, although it is also limited, but it is a little longer than the life in the shell, and there is a little more space, so shouldn't we face it well, create it, and make it appear as beautiful, cherished, and amazing as a shell? Oh, yes!

It is precisely because of her love for beauty that she cherishes life doubly; It is precisely because of her love of life that she redoubles her love for beauty.

Isn't the beauty of this life closely related to the gratitude of life? That's why she wants to do what she can do more exquisitely, carefully, and meticulously!

After reading this article, I have become more loving to life, and I am more in love with the little but exquisite life that God has given me!

A small shell, but "very hard and delicate", is a "work of art", a "treasure that is reluctant to be exchanged with others", and it is extremely precious. Then he naturally sighed: "For such a short and small life, for such a fragile and humble life, how exquisite, how careful, and meticulous is the dwelling that God has made for it."

This is exactly one of the touchpoints of "Words and Aspirations" in the following article. This leads to the author's philosophical thoughts on life and life: people stay in the world for longer and more time and space than life in shells, and we should also use our own abilities to "make things more refined, more careful, and more meticulous", so as to "leave something to cherish and marvel at".

Your weak body finally couldn't hold it anymore, and you fell into the soft sand pond, and you fell asleep, never to wake up again.

Looking at the sea for the last time, my eyes finally couldn't help but blur, the moment I picked you up, the moment the shell bracelet I gave you slipped off your hand, my love also left with your closed eyes. I know you didn't mean to leave me ... Wherever you are, the shells will bring me your voice, for sure.

It's improvised, haha, it's ugly, in fact, I also want to write a love story about shells and seas, I don't have time ha.

The sea at night stares at the sinking sky, are the fish sleeping? Listen, the wandering wind on the other side whispers in your ears: good night with you at night.

Beautiful stars come from the bright sky, and clear rivers come from the mighty sea.

I thought of it myself

The flowers covered by the years bloomed, and all the white horses became blank in the gaps.