第59章（2/2）

thisseisnotjtaboutthebeautyofnature,butalsoabouttheserenitythatbefoundsiplicity.It'sareihatthereisbeautyihg,ifonlywetakethetitonoticeit.Asthestrayofsundisappearsoverthehorizon,thebeachisleftthesoftglowoftheoonlight,readyforanotherday.

Intheearlyhoursofthe,jtasthesunisstartgtorise,thebeachesaliveaga.theairisfreshandol,andthesoundofthewavesisagentlewake-upcall.

theskyisasoftpk,andthesandisdapandolunderfoot.Afewearlyrisersarealreadyonthebeach,eithertakgajogorwalkgtheirdogs.

Asthesuncreepshigherthesky,thelorsofthebeachgefrosoftpksthtbesandyellows.theseasparkles,andthesandwarsunderfoot.

thesoundsoflifebegtofilltheair:theughterofchildrenbuildgsandcastles,thespshgofwaves,andthecriesofseagullsoverhead.

thisseisfullofproiseandnewbegngs.It'satiwhenanythgseespossible,andallisrightwiththeworld.It'sabeautifulreihateverydaybrgsanewcetocreateories,tolearn,andtogrow.

Asthesunreachesitspeakandthenstartstodesdaga,thebeachtakesonadifferentcharacteronceore.thecrowdsbegtoth,andtheatospherebeesorepeaceful.theskyturnsadeepeasthes,patgthebeahuesofredandpurple.

thewavesroll,oeranother,carrygwiththeshellsandseaweed,andleavgtheontheshoreasadailygift.theseagullscallout,theircriesegoverthenow-desertedbeach.

theoonshesbrightlyaga,itslightcastgasilverypathonthesea,leadgtothehorizonandbeyond.

Andsoanotherdayonthebeachestoanend.thecycletues,dayafterday,witheachdaybrggsothgnewandeaightbrggapeacefulend.thebeachisnotjtapceofbeauty,it'sapceofstantgeandnewbegngs.

title:theSicbeach-thedkhour

Asthesunslowlyskstothehorizon,thebeachtakesonadifferent,oreysterioair.theskyturnsadeepe,thenpk,thenasoftveheseareflectstheselors,creatgashirgdanceoflightonitssurface.

thefewreagbeachgoersbegtopackuptheirthgs,prepargtoleave.thechildrenhavegohesandcastlelongscewashedawaybythetide.theughterandchatterofthedayhavegivenwaytothesoundofthewavesandtheoasionalcallofaseabird.

thebreezepicksup,carrygwithitthesaltystoftheseaandthesoundofthesurf.Itwhispersthroughthepaltrees,creatgasoothglody.

theoonrisesthesky,castgitsollightoverthebeach.Itshesdownonthesand,turngitasilverywhite.thetiderolls,carrygwithitshellsandbitsofseaweed,leavgthebehdasitrecedes.

thepeoplewhowereherealldayhaveleft,andnowthebeachiseptyexceptforafewstragglersandthosewhohaveadeittheirdailyritualtowatchthesuheysitsilence,losttheirownthoughtsorsiplyenjoygthebeautyofnature.

Asthestrayofsundisappearsoverthehorizon,thebeachisleftthesoftglowoftheoonlight.It'satioftransition,frodaytonight,fro热闹to静谧(喧嚣到静谧).It'satiwhenthebeachseestobelongonlytothosewhoarethere,atiwhenanythgseespossible,andallisrightwiththeworld.