The Slow Time at the Intersection of Sea and Sky

Strolling to the Zhuhai Wanzai Tourist Wharf, the cool sea breeze carries a salty fragrance that instantly refreshes the mind. Here, there is no urban hustle and bustle, only the gentle sound of the tides and the silhouettes of fishing boats passing by. By the wharf, visitors gather in small groups, either whispering softly or raising their cameras to capture the serene seascape. In the distance, the outline of Macau looms faintly through the mist, connecting the nearby Wanzai with the distant prosperity into a harmonious picture. The boats docked at the wharf are neatly arranged, as if telling countless stories of the comings and goings. Stopping at a small shop, I ordered a rich coffee and sat at an outdoor table, quietly admiring the view. The setting sun casts its glow on the sea, the sparkling waves resembling scattered gold, creating an indescribable beauty. I think the charm of Wanzai Tourist Wharf lies in its ability to make one forget the hustle and bustle of the world and fully immerse in this pure tranquility.