A ship at sea

This is a real experience, although it has been precipitated for a while.

In a short day, I experienced a calm sea, a surging sea and a turbulent sea, and even felt that I might be involved in it. However, the sea has such magic, whether it makes you feel at ease or afraid, small human beings will willingly submit. Why not? We originally came from it. Whether we appreciate it, return to it or try to conquer it, the sea can be a gentle destination.

( 1)

Tongsai Bay is not large, and a street connects most hotels, restaurants and shops on the island. There are several travel agencies along the street that can charter a boat to go to sea. We watched one by one and walked back and forth three or four times, struggling to negotiate with the locals in simple English: Is the ship big? When is the tour time? Price? I want to rent a boat with only two passengers and a boatman, so that I can float freely on the sea for half a day and enjoy the vast and lonely freedom. However, most travel agencies can provide boats for 12 people. I think there are too many people. Everyone crowded together and didn't know each other. It's embarrassing to float at sea for half a day.

When we turned back to the entrance of Ao Ton Sai, a dark-skinned guy jumped in front of us. He looks like he is fifteen or sixteen. He knows a little Chinese, mixed with Chinese and English, and even can row a boat. I almost understood that he was telling me that they had a boat there. I excitedly dragged Zhang Yi to the travel agency to pay the money. Then, I was taken away from the crowd by the young man, turned a corner, passed through a dark shop and went out to the place where the boat was parked. I am looking for an imaginary long-tailed ship with a beautiful wreath at the bow. The young man pointed, "That's it" and then disappeared. We stood there. Where is the boat? This guy is an ordinary ship, 12 people. There are already several white people waiting by, and the boatman is preparing lunch in a white foam box. I was very angry, and I gave the money for the boat, but now I have to squeeze in with everyone. Go forward and negotiate with the boatman. The old man with a deep face and a dark body hardly knows English. A pair of indifferent appearance, honestly into the white team. It's so hot that he just wants to get on the boat and at least have a cool place. Once you start, the sea breeze blows on your face, no matter how big or small it is, it is directed at similar scenic spots. I stood on the shore, hungry and thirsty, and soon compromised with my brain full of "rights protection" and got on the boat.

(2)

The long-tailed ship left Tongsai Bay and extended the coastline of Pipi Island to the north. The sea is like a mirror and the ship is like a sword. When it splits forward, the thorny spray stirs from the bow and gathers to the rear along the hull, forming jubilant bubbles. Soon, it was covered under the calm sea. The line of sight ahead is extremely wide, and you can vaguely see the outline of some outlying islands. The nearby sea water is blue-green and emerald-like. The sun shines through the clouds, just right, making the sea sparkling. I forgot the unpleasantness when I set out, and I am sincerely grateful for the present situation, especially since Phuket is still in the rainy season. I can catch the sunny weather and go to sea. Why aren't there more people on board?

I looked at the sea with ecstasy and thought, why is there a reminder of seasickness in the guidebook? The sea is so calm that there is no movement except the waves stirred by ships. When sailing on the sea, you should bravely put yourself in the sea scenery and rise and fall, calm and ripple with it. As for seasickness, it must be a rejection of nature. And I have always been willing to put myself in nature.

It's getting closer and closer to Zhudao. The sea turned into a pure emerald color, and the white beach in front of us gradually became prominent. I squinted at this painting-blue sky, white clouds, blue sea, white sand and black reef. This is all I can see. Clean and pure, but it exudes a kind of magic. Besides making my lips look like an O-shape, I should hold my heart tightly.

With the progress of the ship, I gradually felt the power of the waves lapping on the shore. The boatman tried to find the anchored beach, and every time he raised his bow, he was repelled by the waves, and when he raised his bow again, he was beaten back. There is no dock in Zhudao, and wooden boats like long-tailed boats need enough traction to dock even in the face of ordinary waves. The boatman tried to dock several times but failed, and he was a little anxious. I stood at the bow with the same urgency, and heaven was in sight. Why is it blocked by this wave? I even want to jump, the bow is about two meters high, and I am still pulling with the waves. Although the water is as clear as glass, I'm not sure about the depth, maybe it's not my height.

The boatman asked passengers for help in many ways, asking if anyone could jump into the water and help him pull the anchor. I obediently returned to my seat and unconsciously saw two strong white people jump into the sea. Zhang Yi quickly got up, said "Wait for me" and jumped into the sea. I saw the three of them flopping about in the sea several times. I guess they stepped on the riverbed and slowly pulled the anchor forward. The waves keep the rhythm slowly, and their heads appear and disappear in the sea. I don't know who stepped on their heels first, and half of them came out of the water. The remaining two quickly pulled the anchor to the shore. Finally, under the guidance of the boatman, I found a foothold and fixed the boat. Then, Zhang Yi returned to the boat, soaked to the skin, and began to help everyone get off the boat. Only then did I notice that there were 12 passengers on board, four from China, and besides us, there was a couple from China, who had been snuggling up to the stern carefully, with almost no sound. Just when they got off the boat, they whispered to Zhang Yi, "Help, we can't swim", accompanied by several female college students from the United States, a German couple and a Portuguese man who was alone. Getting off the boat is not an easy task. The bow is about 2 meters high from the sea, and the seawater does not reach the calf. For most people, jumping is not the way. You have to climb the weaving ladder hanging on the side of the boat. Men with excellent water quality consciously help women climb ladders, catch water and land on the island one by one.

(3)

On the way to Maya Bay, the weather began to change. The white clouds were quickly pushed away by the rain clouds, and the sky gradually became invisible. Gray came and the head began to feel oppressive. The waves stirred up the calm sea, so that the waves stirred by the long-tailed ship were knocked down by the waves at the moment of fluttering. The ship no longer rises and falls with the power of motor propulsion, but rises and falls on the waves and goes with the flow.

Rain, as scheduled, like a broken bead, swept over and fell. The ship and the body were quickly hit by raindrops. The sea and the surging waves divided the sea into pieces of fish scales, and raindrops formed countless ripples in each fish scale, so the ripples rolled with the waves and continued. Under such agitation, the sea lost its original pure color and should be black now. -naturally, it itself has turned into bright colors, and finally ushered in its own music feast, drumming, spraying and stabbing. ...

The waves on the sea are getting bigger and bigger, and the amplitude of the hull shaking is also tense. Rising, the heart is tight, falling, and the heart is hanging. When descending, a kind of release and comfort came, but before landing stably, the ship rose again.

I feel that I am hanging on a pendulum, but this pendulum is placed in the middle of the sea. I am in the clock of nature and become a part of it. Every time I swing, I can't help but exclaim, "Great! This feeling is great! " Sea, nature, I feel you! If I just enjoyed your tranquility in the sea leading to Zhudao, then at this time, the surging waves have brought me closer to your reality. In your arms, I am like a newborn baby, you hold me, like all creatures moored on your chest-please absorb me, such a small dust.

"Aren't you afraid?" Zhang Yi asked me after wandering around for about twenty minutes. "No, I'm not afraid. This is the sea. This is the fun of taking a long-tailed boat!" I am still very excited to pull the iron railing and smile all over my face. After the rainstorm, Mr. and Mrs. China, sitting in the stern, have been hugging each other. Every time the hull rises and falls, the hug is tighter and the head hangs lower. However, this continuous shaking will eventually make people dizzy. The boy hurried to find a plastic bag to hold the dirty thing. When I laughed in the rain, I noticed that they contracted so small and so tightly.

The rain has subsided, the waves are still there, and I am also tired of the waves. Maya Bay is just around the corner. This mouth-shaped bay has a steamed dumpling-like convergence. The waves gather at the intersection, and ships that come to play and shelter from the rain line up to practice here. My nervous body is eager to relax at the moment, and I hope that the long-tailed boat will quickly squeeze into Maya Bay and dock for a short time.

Maya Bay is calm, looking back at the sea outside the mouth, the waves about two meters high are from far to near, layer after layer. Such waves, for a ship with an iron wall, are like a hungry stray dog, barking at the passing vehicles with difficulty but uselessly; But for a long-tailed ship, every bark is deafening. I still feel scared.

There are some entertainment projects in Maya Bay, and most people on board went down to experience them, leaving only me and the seasick couple. They looked pale and relaxed. I looked at the waves in the distance with a little worry, hoping to stay in the bay for a long time.

(4)

Finally, the ship slowly sailed out of Maya Bay and reached the meeting point. I have carefully observed the waves, and I feel smaller and less worried than when I went in just now.

Once out of Maya Bay, the hull swayed with the waves again. Looking back at the bay, the calm gradually fades, and in front, it is vaguely the Tongsai Bay we are going back to. Dark clouds surged overhead, and the gray-black cloud Urals was pressed down. The waves are not only swaying, but also stirring. I can smell them from the sea breeze and feel them from the vibration of the boards under my feet.

It rained again, and instantly became a needle on a pearl, a long silver needle, one by one, piercing the sea. The sea was angered, and it showed its strength in a more turbulent posture. I can't hear the rain, only the wind is whistling. The long-tailed boat instantly became a lonely leaf in the sea, pushed to the top by the waves, and returned to the sea with a bang. However, the waves don't stop there. The waves of sea water came from both sides of the hull, and the ship's shaking changed from up and down, back and forth to up and down, left and right. Every time it leans to the left, it connects with the sea on the left, and once it tilts to the right, the water flows out again. There are waves at the bow, challenging the height and strength of the long-tailed ship again and again. After the bow was lifted high, I saw that the waves were completely submerged. Then, the sea water jumped into the boat, and people were left behind after being soaked in water.

I clutched the railing with both hands and turned my back to the bow. When the hull bumps, there is no dizziness, only pain and fear. American girls gathered at the bow, and they greeted every wave with a roller coaster mentality. The lonely Portuguese sat in the bow and looked forward with a frown. I'm afraid Mr. and Mrs. China at the stern are going to throw up again. Their posture is the same as before, burying their heads in a hug.

The boatman motioned for everyone to put on protective clothing. After receiving this instruction, my will instantly subsided. Zhang Yi found life jacket and began to distribute it. Help me get dressed and sit next to me. "Why don't you wear it?" I asked nervously. "Not enough, ladies first." "Husband, I am afraid." "Nothing, I'm here, I can swim." Say that finish, he turned around and walked in the direction of the bow.

I turned my back completely, pulled the railing tighter with my hands and kept my eyes closed. It seems that as long as you close your eyes, the wind, rain and waves will be smaller and there will be less fear. "Wife, you see, the waves are coming again! Wow, what a big wave, look, look! " "I don't want to, don't look! I am afraid! " Before my hoarse voice settled down, the hull crashed with a clash and was smashed by the big waves. Dizziness and butt pain, as well as fear, fear is the most evil thing that devours people's body and mind. Mr. and Mrs. China, who put on life jackets, winced and raised their heads, saw the huge waves and buried them again.

I grabbed the iron railing by the arm and began to feel numb. I'm afraid that if I let go, I'll be thrown out by the bumpy hull. If the storm continues, I don't know whether my body or my will will be defeated first. I thought of the baby who had just been breastfed. Think of the marriage and children that I have experienced in the past two years. I didn't take my previous life seriously, and I didn't have time to make too many preparations for the future. Even so, I don't want to give up easily.

"Husband, I can't go on." Zhang gave me a tight hug, but always faced the direction of the waves. "Don't be nervous. I will watch the waves for you. Another one is coming. " "Is it big?" "Many ... higher than the ship ... depend, so much higher than the ship! ..... It's coming ... Shit! You steady! Hang in there, you're here! Coming! ..... "The next moment, my body fell on Zhang Yi, my ass hit the board, my hand was still pulling the railing, and there was only one thought left in my mind, giving up and not giving up," I want to live. " Zhang Yi shouted excitedly, and the American girl sitting in the bow shouted in fear. I vaguely heard someone shouting "help" on the boat. But, what's the use? The black coastline of Tongsai Bay has appeared in front of us, but the wind is still pulling the boat into the sea. Nearby is Shark Bay, full of black charred rocks. There are many long-tailed boats like us around, and these leaves are just embellishments in the storm. Brown leaves fall on the black sea and rise and fall. In fact, when you look at the distance, you don't feel how angry the waves are. The boat at sea is just adapting to the rhythm of the sea, being careful not to step on the wrong beat. If we want to say the beauty of the balance between nature and manpower, this is it. If everyone is being baptized by the storm, what am I afraid of?

Thinking like this, I seem to be endowed with heroic spirit in my chest. Let my arms numb and the sea spray splash. Even if I fall into the sea, I will hold on to the railing. Even if it sinks, I will sink with willpower. The moment I opened my eyes, I saw that the silver rain needle had turned into a small sword, which passed through the ship in parallel. The vast waves poured in from all directions, and the long-tailed ship was completely caught in the whirlpool created by the waves. The boatman sat at the commanding height of the stern, grabbed the steering wheel and tried to control the bow to rise and fall with the waves. It is a test and torture to use physical strength and energy to rise and fall again and again, but once he lets go, the ship will immediately lose control and be swallowed up by the whirlpool. Zhang held me in his arms, pulling the ceiling bracket with one hand and locking his smiling eyes on the bow and waves. His face, washed by rain, sweat and sea water, is shining, which tells me that the coast is ahead.

(5)

The ship finally landed, and the white man disembarked with the piety of "God bless", while Mr. and Mrs. China, trembling, helped each other back to the shore. A boatload of people, unable to see the excitement of the survivors and the touch of life in the same boat, didn't even say goodbye to each other and scattered on the beach.

Zhang Yi and I are still going back to our residence in Little Pipi Island. The boatman said it would take more than two hours to climb a mountain on foot, but he could take us back by boat.

Another ship, my heart and body are still in a state of tension, fear and trembling. But look at Tongsai Bay, which has been shrouded in dusk, and the mountain that the boatman said, I am timid again.

On the way back, the ship sailed all the way along the coastline. The rain has stopped, Yu Lang still exists, and fear will cling to my tired heart with the ups and downs of the hull. Yi cheung just dragged me to sit in the bow, facing the sunset and rising and falling with the waves.

"weren't you scared just now?"

"Fear!"

"Then you can laugh?"

"I can't even laugh. What would you do? "

What is the sea?

I heard this voice again,

This question leads to a mystery.

Teach people how to react.

Is it ordinary people's yearning for freedom?

Or the disappointment that sentimental people are afraid of?

It is more likely to be a romantic dream-chasing network.

And the distance that adventurers pursue.

The sea is inclusive.

This is liberation.

It is silent.

Full of passion again

If you dare to approach it.

Immerse yourself in it

I just accepted a gift from nature.

Accept the acceptance of life

Go deep into the sea floor