The moment the airplane took off, my mood was very complicated. Because I have always longed for the sky, because someone told me that the blue color of the sea is due to the reflection of the sky.
I sat by the window, as the airplane passed through the clouds and glided above the clouds. I could clearly see the trace left by the airplane in the sky. I don't know if that is pure white in the azure or clarity in the white... The sky above the clouds has not a slightest flaw, so complete, enveloping the continuous clouds.
The continuous clouds cluster into droplets of water, the droplets of water gather into streaks of rivers, and the streaks of rivers merge into patches of the sea! Yes, it is the sea, an endless sea, a surging sea, and更是 a sea that can be vast, can be beautiful, can be gentle. It seems very powerful and majestic. It only makes people wonder, "Perhaps, I can float on the surface of this sea, gracefully and charmingly". This sea is white, set off by the azure sky, then what about this sea reflected by the azure?
The airplane took me away from that continuous sea surface, and I had to leave the flawless blue sky! The continuous thoughts by the seaside, softly float in my mind!