That sea, the dream I yearn for in my heart There are mountains in the distance, nestling against the sea. Shells were scattered on the beach, and the fine sand obliterated my toes. The waste heat of sand melted my heart through the soles of my feet. In the place where the sea and the sky meet, sunset and solitary ducks fly together, and the autumn water is the same color as the sky. That sea has a harbor full of family affection The wooden house by the sea is my home. A curl of cooking smoke...
