The legend about blue tears

Blue tears, myths and legends. Legend has it that the tears of the dragon in the sea turned into pearls. He lived in the calm and beautiful deep sea and was carefree all day long, so he did not have the habit of crying. The world is so peaceful and beautiful, and the dragon is calm and indifferent. Unconcerned. The sea breeze got stronger, the color of the sea water gradually became darker, and it was getting dark. The sea breeze in front of him became a little fierce, ruffling his hair and blowing a grain of sand into his eyes as pure as the sea. "I am the sand dancing with the wind. It was just an accidental glance that made me fall into your eyes." Sand said softly.

"No one can hold sand in their eyes. My eyes are very uncomfortable." Jiaolong felt that his eyes were stinging, but his heart was warm, a little sweet, and a calm heart passed through him. A ripple. There was astringent and cool liquid oozing out from the corner of his eyes. Under the soothing care of the sea breeze, it instantly condensed into crystal clear beads and slid down his face.

The first time Jiaolong shed tears, he was probably just blinded by the sand. Why was he in a strange mood? His calm and steady heart actually felt a little moved and expected. "If you like it, I will give it to you. I hope it will become a beautiful necklace one day. I imagine you wearing it.

Jiaolong because of the sand He understood the feeling of crying because of the presence of sand. Although his eyes were itching due to the presence of sand, he didn't mind at all because, with the company of sand, the dragon sat quietly and listened to sand's story about her. The strong wind blew into the air, and groups of shimmering colorful fish gently surrounded her hairline, as if she was wearing the most gorgeous flower crown, and the faintly fluctuating water light was projected on her face, which was unexpectedly It is an almost transparent and ethereal beauty, and she can never forget the invisible and traceless wind in her heart.

Jiaolong likes to stare at the sand-like eyes and listen to her thoughts about the strong wind and the seabed over and over again. Although the fish is beautiful, it is silent and not as pleasant as the sweet birdsong in the sky. The dragon's painful tears welled up again and turned into a spotless pearl. He bit his lips to prevent the sand. Seeing pain, these pains are nothing, because his heart is moved by joy.

Shasha closed his eyes and said, "The strong wind likes blue the most, because it is the color of the sky and the color of the sea. The wind will definitely come back and take me to the vast sky." She kept thinking about the frivolous and free wind, and her expression became more and more melancholy. "When will the wind blow again? Jiaolong, have your eyes been uncomfortable recently? Why are your eyes getting darker and darker? Why are there more and more tears? Are you unhappy too?"

"I started crying from the first day I met you" but Jiaolong did not say it. The rays of light on the horizon turned into ripples of color, and the color of the sea water seemed to be rendered into a faint crimson. He was still sitting quietly on the Qiao stone, listening to the wind blowing the waves of the sea, and she felt her body suddenly scream. Pushed by a huge impact, she was slowly leaving Jiaolong's eyes. At that time, Jiaolong's tears were like a flood. He couldn't control her body. She tried desperately to grab something, but she left quickly at that moment. It has too much reluctance and nostalgia, but it still has a trace of relaxation.

The sand's light body was immediately blown by the wind. It was a long-lost feeling, friendly and exciting. The fierce wind has taken him away from the beach, and the sky and earth are dark. The sand cannot see the red sky, and the blue sea cannot be seen, and the melancholy and painful eyes of the dragon splashing away can not be seen. She couldn't see anything, but suddenly she found that she had turned into a bright pearl, and the wind hugged her tightly with joy.

Jiaolong was heartbroken, but the love was still there. Finally slowly disappearing among the surging waves, the sand suddenly felt a tearing heartache. On the sea, there was a white and tender ocean flower floating quietly, and a string of blue pearl chains twined under the flower, shining. It has a soft and faint luster, and the waves break it into pieces on the sea, like tears in the sea.