[In Phu Quoc, time begins to float]

[The swaying tidal clock] When the swing of the century-old tree throws its skirt to the horizon Under the flamboyant arch, the "Jewel Ocean Bay" nameplate is being baked by the sun Our way of wasting time here is: Catch the falling tropical rain with a white porcelain cup Count sea salt crystals in the shade of palm leaves Until the twilight dyes the pool into champagne-colored silk Only then did I realize that every inch of blue and white ceramic tile I walked on barefoot is a love letter from the sea to the land [Time swallowed by plants] The path to the sea is performing photosynthesis The phoenix tree hides the flame in the stamen Hydrangea bushes secretly drank my coconut coffee When the moonlight plates the thatched roof with silver The terrace lounge chair becomes a floating boat At this moment, let the hammock swing Let 60,000 palm leaves speak for us In the philosophical enchantment of "non-speaking" All languages are transformed into the rolling morning dew on the leaves [Liquid stars and silk sea] JW's emerald beach is an inverted starry sky The shell pool collects mermaid scales When the academy clock tower wraps the dusk in a pink filter We dipped in the sunset and ate the entire blueberry cheesecake sea In the glass house at night Moonlight is embroidering silver threads on the black and white checkerboard floor And the moment the iced lime sparkling water explodes The hustle and bustle of 25 cities sinks to the bottom of the sea ✨[Floating Resort Law]✨ ▫️Leave the straw hat on the swing and wait for the wind to write poetry ▫️Collect the heartbeat frequency of the tide on the volcanic rock SPA table ▫️Book the 17:02 sea wave (at this time the sunset will accurately fall into the champagne glass) ▫️Let the linen skirt become an accomplice of the sea breeze