For example:

The sky is getting dark. I knew it was the end of the day. The wide windows show the white sky and tall buildings rising from the ground. I looked down at everything beautiful from the desk on the 21st floor, but the scenery seemed to be covered with a gray and dull veil.

The beginning of the music is soothing but somewhat melancholy.

I seemed to see the sea facing the breeze.

The sun is slightly hidden in the clouds, revealing a light that is not too strong and gently shining on people's bodies. Occasionally, one or two snow-white seagulls fly over, their wings streaking across the sea, leaving traces of their flight. On the sparkling sea

from time to time there are water birds perching on the passing branches.

A group of beautiful snipe flapped their wings and flew over, landed on the clean beach and screamed a few times. A little snipe walked timidly towards the sea, looking around as if it was too scared to find food.

After a while, the rhythm of the music (drum beat) became obvious, but it did not speed up or become passionate, because the sea was still so calm: Look, the timid little snipe has already had his own family. :

Look, it is bringing its little snipe to the beach to look for food. Still sunshine, breeze and sea.

The sea water is so blue that it makes people feel that the color of emerald is too light and the color of gemstone is too deep. It is difficult for even a famous teacher to describe it. There are more tourists on the beach, and young and energetic girls are running and playing freely on the beach. They were either swimming in the shallow sea or eating ice cream on the beach.

At 1 minute and 50 seconds, the rhythm of the syllables gradually weakens until it becomes nothing.

I seemed to see the snipe already old and struggling to walk back and forth on the beach. The business on the beach has been sluggish in the past few years, and there are few people there. There is only the 50-year-old proprietress of the ice cream shop sitting on a lounge chair, humming the song "MELANCHOLY" softly, and looking at the blue sky. The boundless sea...

She seems to be recalling something, that timid little snipe, that young and energetic girl? The old snipe is still hanging around on the beach. A wave of waves rolled in, but the snipe did not put up any resistance. It was born in the sea and returned itself to the sea. It seems to be remembering something.