However, a ridiculous thing called fate has kept me away from the village, while I have been near the sea for thirteen years, and it seems longer, even until my death, my life will be over. So, it seems that I understand, right? Sorry, my impression of the sea is almost numb. In fact, I know a little about the sea, especially the little blue frog sitting in the well, which smells like the sky. However, even if it's just this, I'm still willing to tell you.
All along, I have a small wish in my heart: I want to take a local fishing boat and slide forward in the waves, with the wind whistling in my ears. It would be better if I took the helm. If during the day, the sun shines on the sea like gold, and the sky-blue sea is endless, watching the fish jump out of the water, or watching them make some strange marks and blue backs on Shui Pi's son, the little red flag on the cab crackles in the wind and goes shirtless in the wind; What if it's night? Even better! The moonlight is like silver, and the engine has stopped. If the boat floats on the water like this, lying on the deck watching the stars, listening to the waves kissing the boat, or sitting at the bow with a fishing rod in his hand, his feet will be red and immersed in the water and stirred at will. Eat authentic fisherman's food and sleep in a bumpy cabin. However, I have never had such an opportunity, and I am afraid there will be no such opportunity in the future. Recently, there was a sudden strong wind, and I watched the ship bump up and down because of the surging waves on the shore. The woman sitting in the bow wears a raincoat with her back to the wind, grabs the ship's rail with both hands, or sometimes scoops out the seawater from the ship again and again with something in her hand. Whenever a ship sinks to the bottom of the sea, the wind blows the hull and wet body with seawater, but people sitting at the stern hold the rudder tightly and correct their course again and again in the wind. In my opinion, it has been overturned. I remembered my wish and suddenly felt ridiculous. I think boating on Qinhuai River will be safer. I will never go to Wupeng Boat in Shaoxing or the ancient town in Jiangsu.
Does the seaside make many people in this world yearn for it? Blue sky, white clouds, breeze, sunshine, beaches, shells, seawater, fish and rough waves. All this is almost numb to me. People are always like this. If you can't get it, you feel stupid enough! In my opinion, in this corner of the seaside scenery, the sea breeze in spring is too attacking and never stops, and it is a dim color with the chill of sand and dust. Therefore, people in other cities should wait patiently here during the Qingming outing until around Grain Rain; Summer is too hot and windless, so people here are left to bask in the sun, and the air is full of fishy smell. When there is wind, it will fall into terrible thunderstorms or endless dust; It is too cold in winter. Before and after the solar term, the sea was full of floating ice, and the sun stung your eyes. It seems that only autumn is most worth seeing.
Autumn is indeed autumn, and the wind blowing head-on has no power at all. It is very gentle to hold each other's hands in the first love. It was mid-September, around the Mid-Autumn Festival of China Lunar New Year. Because of Na Yue, everything is not as bleak as it looks, but seems to be appreciated. The artificial lawns and small trees on the seashore are still lush, the Chinese rose flowers are still full of all kinds of flowers, and the buildings with numerous ports and huge machinery are not impatient for a person who has seen anyone from inorganic sources. Not to mention all kinds of boats. Many people I met who came to the seaside for the first time were more interested in boats floating on the water. When you are lucky, you can also buy fresh seafood from small fishing boats returning home.
I haven't seen the moon at night, but the stars are pouring out and there are small ripples on the sea. Suddenly regret that there was a moon the night before. The moonlight was like silver and the sea was like a mirror. Why not look more? The saddest thing in this world is not ignorance, but turning a blind eye. The ship was moored at the dock, tied by a dozen arm-thick cables. When the ship passes on the channel, the ripples caused by the propeller spread to the shore, which still makes the moored ship shake slightly. Occasionally, a crew member pointed the camera lens of his mobile phone at a big ship that was about to enter the harbor, laughing and saying that these ten years were not enough for him to see all this, just laughing.
There is a thin layer of fog on the sea. Seagulls landed on the sea and rose and fell with the waves. The wind blows your eyebrows. The moon is low, the whistle is ringing, and sometimes some fishermen return to Hong Kong at night. The boat rang, glided gracefully on the sea and rocked gently like a cradle.
If you really want to see the sea, you need to go to the seaside. See for yourself how clear the sea water in your palm is; Watching all kinds of small fish and jellyfish floating in the water, the color is the same as the sky; Listening to the ebb and flow of the tide, the waves beat against the rocks on the beach and seaside. Of course, there is the smell of the sea, fresh with a faint smell, but it never attacks people. Please forgive my clumsiness, I can't find an exact metaphor to tell you. The most important thing is to look at the sea from a distance, follow the traces of the waves, and go all the way to the depths of the sea until you see the boundless expanse and the horizon. This is the most interesting thing. This autumn by the sea is something you can't feel anywhere else. Suddenly, you suddenly feel small, look down on your arrogance, but you can't help but feel some awe of the sea. You suddenly realize that human beings are too presumptuous on this planet. This rocky beach is occupied by a small crab that will never grow up. They rise and fall with the tide, eating moss parasitic on stones and small fish trapped in shallow pits and unable to retreat with the tide. Jun, if you are free, look at this seaside elf foraging on rocks. It's smart and really interesting.
I don't know how lazy I am, just like frogs never know how long they have slept in winter. The title shows that I wanted to write autumn at that time, and it was the end of the second spring when I opened my eyes. Human beings have an innate self-forgiveness for their own shortcomings, I think.
So, when I wrote these words again, it was already midsummer. At 9: 30 in the evening, cicadas still tirelessly sing songs that only they can understand, and the voltage is unstable, laughing at their laziness under the flickering lights. I thought, "it's better to wait, it's autumn in a month!" " I wrote the title at that time. "Then it suddenly occurred to me that I had never had a chance to meet someone and didn't know his first and last name. It's really not bad to watch him fill in a poem or two every few days. Let's not comment on the rhyme and meaning of this poem. A person is happy if he can always touch himself and have unlimited hope for life.