Moonlit Gold Coast

“The moon rises over the sea” – reading these words, it’s really abstract. What kind of scene would it be when the bright moon rises over the sea? Without having seen it with your own eyes, you truly cannot know how beautiful it is. It’s like someone who has never tasted sugar – no matter how sweet others tell you it is, you still cannot imagine it. From the first stunning glance, I fell in love with the rising moon over the sea, just as I did with sunset and twilight. From the magical colors of the shifting light to the cool clarity of the moonlight, it’s like the aftermath of a grand feast: reluctant to let go, yet returning to silence. The clamor has its charm, but solitude also has its own delight. Truly, I cannot tell which is more beautiful; I love both of them dearly. Fortunately, they exist in a continuous flow – no need to wake early, no need to pause halfway and wait for ages, no impatience or anxiety. Astonishment after astonishment. Many people say, “When I have time! When I have money! When I can finally act! I will go see this beauty!” Then time is gone, we grow old, and old friends are no more. And the moonlight – is it still as you once imagined? The mood then, and the moon now, I’m afraid, are different. So, while everything is still possible, I want to see as many beautiful things and scenes as I can. Because I live in Brisbane, I often go to the Gold Coast, about 70 kilometers from Brisbane. This coastline is made up of about a dozen high-quality, fine golden sand beaches stretching about 40 kilometers, with Surfers Paradise being the most famous. Here, we stayed from afternoon until dusk, and then until the bright moon rose. “The moon rises over the sea” – the ends of the earth, due to the time difference, are not sharing this moment. Poets infuse life with poetry, which cannot be scrutinized too closely. Yet the wonder of poetry is also beyond words; it all depends on the faith we hold, solely to guard the beauty buried deep in our hearts, untouched by dust.