Home Of Marvels-The Sea

My hometown is a northern city. It is really close to the sea compared to other northern

cities, so it makes my hometown a unique sight.

In the winter, the dark grayish purple deep water looks very stately. The shift of the

water looks like thousands of angry lions. They come from the northern horizon with

strong high waves, like a waterfall. Sometimes, the spray comes with fulminating rolling,

forming a parabola and lifting the huge rocks on the beach to the center of the street.

When I walked on the beach, the waves hit the rocks very hard. It feels like that the ocean

itches to swallow the whole beach. You cannot open your mouth at this time, because

you do not know what the sea will drop in your mouth, probably whole bunch of salt.

I advise people to not go to the seaside in the winter, not only because it feels like stay

in the fridge, freezing but also dangerous. Sometimes, if there is squall and you stand on

the shore, you will be blown into the water by it. However, there are still a lot of people

from out-of-town who come here for the glorious vision. People are so amazed by the

beauty, so they try to stand on the shore and take pictures for memorizing the imposing

high of the spray.

In the spring, the color of the seawater looks like turquoise. Wavelet floats and some

white spray comes from the far skyline. The spray looks like impish children are playing,

chasing each other and running to the bank. It is a nice season to stay on the beach in the

spring because you could find a lot of shells in the sand. There are so many couples

walking and whispering on the beach. Maybe the sea also wants to hear the secrets, so the

waves always come up and disturb those couples and their clothes become wet. First you

will hear the girls scream then they begin to laugh.

Spring is seedtime, and the ocean does not make any exceptions. Fishermen take off

their coats and sail on the quiet water. They go to the area of aquatics breeding and begin

to seed. They are expecting the harvest of the year.

In the summer, the wind is coming from the South Pacific and makes a lot of southern

cities damp. When the humidity passes through our eastern