I¡¯ve been thinking about making a labyrinth in the sand for a long time now. Watching the ocean filled with lots of water has always made me sentimental. My heart overflows with the waves that are rocked by the wind. People like to leave drawings and letters on the sand between the tides. Like an instinctive playing without learning, it¡¯s so romantic. During my childhood, I was crazy about making something with sand. I made a lot of round shaped sand houses on the beach. I pushed and pressed the sand with my hands to keep the shape of the houses, and then I dug a hole on the bottom of the shapes. Sometimes, I found some tiny little crabs under the sand. I stayed there for a long time as long as I could until the sun set. My skin was itchy and burned. When we grow up, we don¡¯t play with sand as much as when we were kids. Every moment of childhood¡¯s memories are always vivid and exciting.
