Sun Moon Bay: Liquid Utopia on the tip of the waves This surfing paradise hidden at the junction of Wanning and Lingshui, with the language of year-round high-quality surges, writes wild poetry on the east coast of Hainan. When the surfboard splits the emerald wall, you will be sure that this is not a poor imitation of "Oriental Hawaii", but the only Chinese land of the waves who breathe the ocean at the same frequency. The epic stage of natural waves The monsoon at 18° north latitude and the seabed fault conspired to create a perfect wave condition of 200 days per year. In the winter "Quang Wave·West" sea, the waves are like crystal tunnels swallowing the limit challenger; Summer "Shaka Bay" incarnates the novice training camp, falls and space, the foam of the spray becomes the most vivid failure of learning. Non-surfers can also indulge in mountain and sea gallery coconut forest road riding, tree shadows cut into gold coins; Diving into the Kajing Island coral reef, the clown fish in the antlers of the coral to interpret the reality of the "Undersea Total Mobilization". Dimensional folding of the Langren Utopia In the "GROM" cafe remodeled by the abandoned church, ice American style mixed with sunscreen and wax, surf manuscripts and bronze skin constitute a mobile painting exhibition. In the homestay community, the bohemian hammock collided with the roof of the Li family boat house in strange harmony. After the night of the beach impromptu party, electronic music and the sound of the bonfire resonance, the language of the countries dissolved in the sound of the waves, only the limbs and the starry sky dialogue. Undomesticized Wild Aesthetics Compared to Sanya's exquisiteness, Riyue Bay adheres to the rough romance: beach motorcycles are banned to protect sand crab maze castles, and surf shops make bikinis with recycled fishing nets. The secret moments of dawn are the most valuable treasures enjoy the whole beach alone, watch the morning light silhouette the waves into a golden totem, and the fishermen humming in the sound of the waves. As a pilgrimage site of Chinese surfing culture, its value is not "check in" but experience the original dialogue between life and the ocean. When you trade shells for a bazaar, or witness a hundred surfboards rushing to the first golden wave, you read the metaphor of the bay - freedom, but the time to find a dance with the next wave.