The beach is a place by the sea. There is soft sand‚ and gentle blue waves. The ocean licks the shore‚ keeping it continuously wet‚ like a young child having their first ice cream. The water is blue‚ like the cloudless sky. There are rock pools‚ and beautiful shells. On the shore there is washed up stretchy seaweed‚ and dried crunching coral. In the sky‚ the sun shines and seagulls fly. Further along‚ waves lap against rocks. Hitting the rocks‚ the waves are cymbals in the orchestra of the ocean
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land meets the sea and sea meets land. This amazingly gorgeous‚ serene piece of earth‚ commonly known as the beach‚ is my happy place. I stumbled upon this fortunate stroke of serendipity in my early childhood and it appalls me that at some point in history this astonishing creation didn’t exist. Since I’m rambling and your reading I guess I can tell you about my first visit to the beach. Although I was a child I can vividly remember this vacation‚ being that it was my first trip to my happy place
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A new sunny day has just begun. The beach is silent‚ but only for a while. Very soon crowds of people will flood on to the beach. The bright‚ burning ball blinds and rises like a sunflower on the distant horizons. The subtle sea sparkles preciously as it strolls up against the shore spilling the previous day’s remains. Crashing against the shore‚ small waves flash the night’s debris onto the beach. Untouched golden sand‚ so soft and smooth‚ glistens; reflecting the sun’s rays. A soothing‚ light
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AT THE BEACH(another) A draught blew by me taking my spirit with it. The strands of hair crossed my face; the sun peaked its way above the horizon as if it was scared to shed some light. The smell of the salty sea tingled my nose as I breathed in a breath of fresh air. The sand was a mine field of corals‚ with a collection of many different multicolored sea shells; however at the same time‚ the sand was a bed of blankets. The way the sand flowed onto my feet and out to the spaces between my toes
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I awoke on a beach‚ completely soaked‚ with salt water up my nose‚ and sand in every uncomfortable place imaginable. Drenched black hair obscured my sight. Cold sea air chilled my bare back. If I didn’t move soon I would die of hypothermia. I stood on my trembling legs. The cold wind bit at my chest. The sky was dark and it was clear that it would rain soon. Broken boards and scattered crates littered the shore. Clearly I was on some kind of ship‚ but where I was or where I came from was lost to
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potentially suffocating warmth. The beach was tiny compared to the resorts further along the coastline‚ sheltered by the surrounding forests of palm trees. It was an almost perfect semi-circle of fine‚ dark volcanic sand‚ with not a trace of the inland civilization in sight – an unspoilt‚ secluded paradise on an island gradually being colonised by armies of skyscrapers‚ strip clubs and tourist traps. There was a humble building near the eastern end of the beach‚ a traditional affair on stilts with
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happening to many more civilians than the story focus’s on. Steinbeck does not leave out a single detail about the Joad family and their journey to California‚ and that in itself is what makes his writing so entertaining. Not only is this a very powerful topic to write about‚ but the remarkable writing style of author John Steinbeck makes this book a masterpiece. From the intensely vivid descriptions of the land to the true-to-the-heart portrayal of people‚ Steinbeck makes the words flow right
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Santa Cruz Beach Boardwalk‚ the best beach in the world with food‚ roller coasters‚ and an extraordinary view of an ocean. Everywhere smelling either like fish or funnel cakes. Screaming and yelling with full of joy going down a steep hill on a rollercoaster. Saltwater waves crashing into the golden‚ rocky sand. People everywhere chilling in their colorful tents with barbecue cooking with a slight burning smell. Laughing and smiling with friends and families in all directions. Walking with my Aunt
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“Dover Beach” ENG125 Debora Zeringue July 15‚ 2013 “Dover Beach”‚ written by Matthew Arnold‚ is about a beach that is really beautiful‚ but holds much deeper significance than what meets the eye. “Matthew Arnold presents a very real theme of love and magnificence in his poem. He creates a scene of beauty among the sea and shores‚ mixed with night and moonlight” (Harrison). He also presents us with underlying misery‚ which is easily over looked and disregarded. Arnold writes of love and loss
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Descriptive essay Everybody loves going on vacation‚ especially going to the beach. Dennis Wilson of the Beach Boys said‚ “On the beach‚ you can live in bliss.” There are many beaches all over the world that people enjoy going to for different reasons; however‚ Nhatrang Beach in Vietnam is a vibrant beach where we can enjoy our vacations at any time of day. As the sun rises‚ shines‚ and sets over Nhatrang Beach‚ it transforms the atmosphere of this magical place. As dawn appears on
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