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Surging foam lashes a weathered pier crowned by a lone diving ladder, its white railings streaked with salt. A restless cobalt sea churns beneath a blush-pink sky, clouds swirling in lavender and rose. Splintered planks dip beneath each wave’s crest while a wind-bent railing in the foreground frames the untamed dance of water and wood. Distant hills melt into the horizon’s rosy haze, lending a dreamlike cast to the raw, tempest-tossed energy
Surging foam lashes a weathered pier crowned by a lone diving ladder, its white railings streaked with salt. A restless cobalt sea churns beneath a blush-pink sky, clouds swirling in lavender and rose. Splintered planks dip beneath each wave’s crest while a wind-bent railing in the foreground frames the untamed dance of water and wood. Distant hills melt into the horizon’s rosy haze, lending a dreamlike cast to the raw, tempest-tossed energy

Storm-Tossed Pier at Pink Hour | 粉色时刻风暴码头

Waves crash under the pastel evening sky | 海浪涌向粉色黄昏
  • 50mm 75mm
  • ƒ/2.8
  • 1/105s
  • ISO 125
  • 0ev
Bathed in a rose-and-lavender glow, a minimalist white pavilion crowns the shoreline, its single bell suspended above two dark silhouettes leaning into each other. Footprints trail through damp sand toward the gently lapping sea, while cotton-candy clouds drift across the horizon. The hushed rhythm of waves and the lingering warmth of dusk infuse the scene with intimate serenity
Bathed in a rose-and-lavender glow, a minimalist white pavilion crowns the shoreline, its single bell suspended above two dark silhouettes leaning into each other. Footprints trail through damp sand toward the gently lapping sea, while cotton-candy clouds drift across the horizon. The hushed rhythm of waves and the lingering warmth of dusk infuse the scene with intimate serenity