Beach breeze in the drizzle
Whack slowly, for a moment
Lay down below
Shrimp pine trees
Then vanish in the direction
Rusty bamboo huts
No roof on the shore of the beach
This dusk...
Nothing romantic or fanciful
Into the frozen imagination
And hundreds of days buried silently
This beach has been quiet,
Only shrimp pine fir,
Only drizzle that does not go away
Not into heavy rain
Something's changed
This beach turned itself into a shady, green
And in some corners of grassland
There are pine shrimp, fishing boats
Which I had not seen ten years ago
This is a memorable beach
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