Villa by the sea, the embrace of lovers, the sound of the waves taotao.
The aquamarine, green, white coconut Chair.
This is the Philippines long beach.
When I sat on a sailboat, hear the swaying canvas of a groan, Sun and sea in the distance a line, the ear is the sound of the lapping of the waves, just think of the Earth even became one, the world is so wide, broad to feel just a fine sand, so humble.
The joy of travel, you can see different things and people, enjoy different dishes.
Travel is not courage, confidence in yourself. Travel, there are always unexpected and interesting continuously, this little bit of a surprise but it can recall a long time.Each journey is an adventure, laughter, anger, there is the adventure, there is also a joy.
The next stop will be?
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