一场小而激动的雨

姝然/图文

Among all the beaches that I have been to in UK, Brighton remains one of the best.On a afternoon, when the breeze is short and the air is hot, there are few things better than strolling along the Brighton beach. There are art studios at the road side, the air is infused with sea salt smell, chips with vinegar and salt, and people's laughters.

If one wants to know about Brighton, one should definitely watch Brighton Rock.Watch the film, and then go to Brighton. You will then be able to smell and feel Brighton, Brighton to me is like a lover.I would start to miss the place well before my departure. It was horribly cold and wet after midday yesterday. But today it is sunny and warm in the sun.I went out for a walk and went to see a country house near Winchester. For many people here,  there is nothing better than having a cup of English tea with a piece of home made cake in the sun when one goes out with friends.

I think I do love England really, and I know one should never be mis-guided by high streets: High streets do not have any characters, but the real England does.Perhaps it always takes time to discover the good things. But hopefully once you discover them, they will stay within you wherever you go. 

Feeling that I have to write something about Brighton. It is famous for its coastal line and I passed through the place two years ago. But this was the first time I actually stopped by.Love the promenade along the coast. The sunshine lay on your skin making your feel lazy, boys and girls on the beach played volleyball making you feel dreamy, and the people lying on the beach making you feel distant and unreal.

But the most interesting thing is that below the promenade, there were a few small shabby looking shops. Upon entering it turned out those shops were run by local artists.  The art works displayed were original, comtemporary and very pricy. The dust on the painting frames makes you feel the struggle of those artists.I love to know some of those artists. Or at least to be able to have a glimpse of their lives. Feeling close whenever I see someone doing something different, unique souls. 

The air smelled heavily of the salty sea. Along the stony beach, arrays of beach huts, painted all in blue but now the color had faded with the lapse of the summer, were locked and rattled in the rain and wind. Under the overcast sky, it was roaring and didn't look friendly at all.Laying back on the beach in the sunshine and doing nothing but listening to the wave and smelling the smell of the sea are always one of my favorite moments.Maybe we human beings are strange. Most of us don’t want to turn back, once leaving one place.