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假期的最后一日犹如一个浪头打来,跌入与海平面齐平的一瞬,浪是低谷的,将要离开的人亦是如此。是的,明天一大早又要离岛了……趁着阳光还在,这个夏天最后一次骑行至基湖沙滩,安妥好了拖鞋,便光着脚丫漫步在碧海金沙,晶莹的沙粒在傍晚柔和的阳光下熠熠闪烁,白练般的海浪太爱沙滩,一遍又一遍地轻抚着它,留下浅浅的吻,贝壳星星点点地嵌在了多情的沙滩上,小蟹吐着
The last day of the holiday is like a wave of waves, falling into a moment when it is at sea level. The waves are low and so are the people who are about to leave. Yes, tomorrow morning and the outland again ... take advantage of the sun is still, the last time this summer to ride the lake to the base of the lake, safe slippers, barefoot barefoot wander in the blue sea of sand, crystal sand in the Evening glistening in the soft sunshine, white practically like the waves too love the beach, caressing it over and over again, leaving shallow kisses, shells little star embedded in the passionate beach, the small crab spit