It was my first time to really have fun on the beach. I had been to beach twice before. But in the first time I was only six. I fell on the sliding sand and burst into tears. In the second time, the weather was bad and the water was too chilly to swim in. So this day when I finally stood on the Virginia Beach, wearing my newly-bought bikini, I was excited and going to enjoy a whole day of romantic beach life.
Everything was just fine so far: the sun was good but not too burning, and the wave was strong but not too overwhelming, except one thing--the sand, which annoyed me a lot. First, when I played volleyball with some friends, the sand just kept scattering to my face as I was serving the ball. Then I found some sand in my ear after I stayed in the water for a while. It also irritated me that when I applied the sunscreen to my body, I got my hand full of sand mixed with the lotion. At last as I went back to the hotel, ton of sand dropped when I took off my bath suit and I went crazy. Sand was everywhere! It was in my bra, in my pantie, or evilly hidden in the fabric which made the bath suit impossible to wash clean. Even there was sand on my eyelashes!!!! I expected everything—the sunshine, the blue sky, the handsome boys and girls with tanned skin, colorful umbrella providing shelter from the ultraviolet radiation, but I didn’t count the evil sand! I thought it was just something soft to walk in and something golden to make the sunshine look lovelier. But now they only looked like ugly minute rocks spotting my bath suit.
Therefore, the trip on the beach revealed to me that reality always deviates from our ideal. Just like a couple tends to find their marriage perfect, except the snoring in bed, quarreling about whether to watch a football game or a fashion show , negotiating about how to set a fair division of labor on household chores….(thousands of unromantic moments, you can name it), all the seemingly romantic things are unreliable. Every rose has its thorn. If I want to have it, maybe I have to take is as whole, even the thorns I hate.
exactly when i got water in my ears...
the highlight of the day