I am interested in the long poem "Watching the Sea" by Romon in Xiaoyue Bay. Always glowing tomorrow, always the sound of strings and pianos echoing in the distance, the river is your hand holding the snow forest flowers on the top of the mountain, bringing the scenery along the way, the most beautiful and beautiful, and it is not the scenery but the silence that will never fade on your forehead... You become that kind of Infinite magnificence and completeness Full of sunshine full moon full of waves full sail shadow... I have no way of knowing whether the writing background of this poem is related to the big and small caves, or it was written when visiting the big and small caves. But I feel that the poet should stand in a high place to watch the sea, to see the magnificence of the sea, the thickness of the sea, the tolerance of the sea, the eternal sea. This height is not in the mountains, not in the sky, but on the commanding height of the soul. As one comment said: He "walked a long way in life, when everything went to death and disappearance, he could grasp only the "beauty" that had been hovering in the mind and space-time -- it existed and sublimated beyond everything, and it made him go, Become the immortal light that his whole life has left in the burning.