Appreciation of the Beautiful Prose of Dream of the Sea

I was caught in a thunderstorm when I got off the bus. The carriage is hot and messy, full of fans. When I arrived at the platform, I only felt cool, quiet and empty. The humid air is full of the fragrance of dark green conifers. People who smell this fragrance feel clean and elegant. Several foreigners got off the soft sleeper. They twittered and laughed, oh, oh, their voices were long. "Hello", they recruited Miao Ke, and Miao Ke nodded to them. There is a foreign women who smiles very gently. She is not good-looking, but she has a good figure and walks with great spirit. Besides, no one got on or off the bus. But the platform is big, spotless and surprisingly clean. A small square house, as if seen in the illustrations of Grimm's fairy tales, with a shiny red tile roof. The station of this famous seaside resort has its own special noble style.

I am ashamed to say that. As an expert in translating, researching and introducing foreign literature for more than half a lifetime, Miao Keyan, 52, has never been abroad or even seen the sea. He yearns for the sea. When he was young, he liked to sing a song:

A long time ago, when I was a teenager. ...

I miss going sailing,

But the sea breeze worries me, and the waves worry me. ...

Is this an Austrian song? There is also a song, which belongs to the Soviet Union:

My song flies across the ocean ...

Not afraid of strong winds, not afraid of waves,

Because we have it on board,

Brave young captain ...

These two songs constitute his youth, and his first love is full of sweetness and distress. Love, the sea and flying call his thirsty soul. A, B, C, D, career started here, and was labeled as "special suspicion" from here. Huge waves followed. Fifty years old, he didn't get love, he didn't see the ocean, let alone fly … but he was almost swallowed up by the wind and waves. Where are you? Young and brave captain?

After the rain, the car drove on the asphalt road. On both sides are tall and dense locust trees. The locust tree here has a noble pride. Dark clouds spread overhead. "You can see the sea soon." The driver in the retreat fully understands the psychology of every guest who has just arrived here, he said.

The sea, the sea! Is it Gorky's The Sea Before the Storm or Andersen's The Gorgeous and Weird Sea? Or the sea written by Jack London or Hemingway, which he translated personally and painstakingly? Perhaps, is that the ancient Arabian Sea in the Sheikh Lasada Suite by Linsky Kosakov?

No, it's nothing. Its appearance, smooth and quiet, makes people feel lazy. It is a kind of gray satin, which blends with the gray sky, but it is deeper, brighter and purer than the gray of the sky. It is a layer of latex hanging high on the horizon. Vaguely began to see the swaying of silks and satins and the trembling of latex, the curves of vertical lines swaying up and down, and the white waves of birth and death in an instant. What's that noise? Is it true?/You don't say. /You don't say. With the hum of the engine and the rustling of the wheels, he began to hear the splash of the waves. Clouds are increasingly being left behind by high-speed cars. The afternoon sun is dazzling, and the clouds are turning from gray to white. God, the sea has changed, too. Jasper, jinbo, dark clouds. Seagulls fly near the sea. You can see the white belly of seagulls. A small black spot, a white spot, a white sail on the boat and a boat with white sails appeared at the intersection of Tianshui. "Ocean, I finally meet you! I finally came to your side. After half a century of yearning and many hardships, you and I have become white waves! "

It's very late, very late. The best time of life is over. When he was thrown into prison because of "special suspicion" and "evil attack", when the iron gate was smashed to death, only when he emptied the toilet every six days could he see the blue sky, see the sunshine and get a biting cold or hot face blown by the wind. What can he say about love and missing the sea? Now, when he backstrokes in warm sea water, when he lies on his back, squinting his eyes, letting smooth satin waves float and shaking himself, he feels happy, he feels relaxed, he feels a kind of physical and mental fatigue rest, and he feels a kind of indifferent satisfaction. Perhaps, he is willing to lie on his back on the blue waves of the sea forever and ever. However, where is the passion? Where is youth? Where is the anxious mood? Where is the heat of tears of joy and sorrow?

He is ashamed of the concern of organizations, comrades and old friends. Rehabilitation-One day, China people will look up these difficult words in the ancient Chinese dictionary, right? What other blunt abbreviations in ancient Chinese, such as "special suspicion", "evil attack" and "anti-standard", all have new and unreasonable words, but he is grateful for this bizarre abbreviation, which casts a fog over those absurd inversion sentences-leaders and colleagues are most concerned about his future. First, have a good rest and restore health. One is to get married immediately.

For the former point, Miao Keyan finally accepted the arrangement. On the latter point, he was at a loss, cold and gloomy. "You were too mysterious when you were young, and later it was because of the political movement. Now, is it time for you to live in stability and unity? " Colleagues said.

However, peach blossoms and jujube flowers have their own flowering moments. Radish and cabbage have their own sowing season. If you miss the time, things will go with the flow. At first, the devil in the bottle in Arabian Nights was going to reward those who released him with the wealth of the world for many years, but after waiting in despair, he was determined to eat his belated liberator. Of course, the result is that he is inevitably repackaged in a bottle.

When enthusiastic colleagues "introduced people" to him, he somehow remembered the story. Naturally, he doesn't want to eat people, and he's not going to repay them. He just feels that he has missed his stop and can't be a teenager anymore. He thinks that no matter what good wine, excessive fermentation will turn into sour vinegar. Youth, love and the dream of the sea have all disappeared!

So, as soon as he heard the word "object", he ran away and hated himself for running away. He remembered Andersen's fairy tale The Nightcap of the Old Bachelor. He remembered Wilde's fairy tale "The Selfish Giant", and the garden without children would not be visited by spring. Yes, his heart is still full of winter ice and snow.

However, the sea did not reject him. The sea seems to have been his friend for a long time, and finally he will meet him-a new friend. She has never changed her mind, she has never been tired, she has never excused herself, she has been welcoming him, hugging him, kissing him, touching him, beating him, bumping him, combing him and squeezing him. Time is blue, time is yellow-green, time is silver-gray. When the wind rages, the waves turn reddish brown, like a high-concentration malt extract that has just been washed up with boiling water. It is thick, sticky and foamy. A wave is like a mountain, crashing down, drifting away, without trace, just soft, but ruthless but affectionate.

The big waves aroused his spirit. He adapted quickly. When the big waves hit, he put his head into the water to exhale, opened his eyes in the water, looked at the rough waves overhead and listened to the thunderous sound of the big waves. Then, he stretched out his head, inhaled, paddled his arms, faced another wave that came at him majestically, lowered his head and rushed over again. The waves can't help him, but also increase the fun of swimming in the sea. He swam 1000 meters in the big storm and has crossed the shark prevention net. "I'm so thin, I can only count as third-class meat, and sharks won't eat me." He once said. However, just when he almost claimed to be the conqueror and wave breaker of the ocean, his left calf twitched, and he remembered the foot he got on his left calf during the trial of the crime of "evil attack", which was to make him kneel down. He looked around, only a mountain of waves, even the coast could not be seen. "Is this the place?" He had a seizure and swallowed a mouthful of bitter and salty sea water. He is angry, he is reluctant, and he feels wronged. Therefore, he is very entangled. After all, when he was young, he was a good swimmer. Although he learned this art in a small swimming pool, he can use it in boundless waves. He moved the soles of his feet and kicked twice. Finally, he finally returned to the shore. There are no seedlings eaten by Jiang Qing and no seedlings swallowed by witches.

"However, I am too old to refuse." This time, Miao Keyan deeply felt this. What is old and strong, rejuvenation; What is getting younger and younger, when you are fifty-two and twenty-five; All these lovely rhetoric can't affect the iron material laws: cell aging, lime increase, muscle elasticity decrease, heart strain, tooth decay, wrinkles increase and memory decline. ...

Besides, he found that most people in the nursing home were his peers, if not older. Nearly half a year old, with gray hair; Humpback and aging; There are also people with crutches and hearing AIDS; Take nitroglycerin tablets with you to rescue myocardial infarction, or follow the doctor everywhere and ask if there is any oxygen delivery equipment before going to bed. There are not many lesbians here, and they are not young. Most people are shy. Even the waiters in department stores and food stores, western restaurants and Chinese restaurants are mostly people in their forties. They are skilled in business, have a good attitude towards customers, are calm and patient, and are foolproof in entertaining heads and foreign guests.

In this way, he can't find a swimming partner. When it's windy and cloudy, people don't go to the seaside at all. Even when it is calm, blue sky and white clouds, even when the sea is clear enough to see every fish and seaweed, and even when the waves gently blow on a fallen child like a mother's breath, most people just play within 20 meters from the shore, where the sea has just passed the ankle and knee at most. On the contrary, it seems more attractive to take a walk in the morning and evening and pick up shells at high tide and low tide. People walk leisurely, and their solemn and slow movements are as unhurried as clouds in the sky.

You can't swim that far without a companion. Miao Keyan's activities are limited to shark prevention nets. Go into the water for half an hour at a time, 40 minutes at most, then go ashore and lie on the fine sand in the sun. He closed his eyes and there were many dark red things dancing, changing and combining. It seems to be a symbol displayed on an electronic computer. He felt sorry for the sea. The sea is so big, so bare-chested, so loyal and so warm to meet him. Come-come-come, every wave rushes to the beach, hitting-hitting-hitting, and retreating.

I love you, sea! Miao Keyan sometimes wants to shout at the salty sea breeze, which is vast and free. But he didn't shout. Surrounded by calm, polite and respected people. His cry of "petty bourgeoisie" can only be regarded as a sign of mental illness.

More often, he can only walk up and down the coastal tourist road. It takes an hour and a half to walk slowly from Xishan to Dongshan (which is two small peninsulas and a small bay). He was deeply moved by the one-sided shore willow blown by the sea breeze all the year round. These shrubs, which often appear on the Gobi desert in northwest China, once grew by the sea. Life and region are always different and related. The coast extends like a hillside, and small buildings are built in high places. It's probably very pleasant to stand on the small building and watch the sea. Now, standing on the shore, the line of sight seems to be not far away, and he still hasn't seen the vast and boundless seascape he expected.

A horizontal line (also called horizon? ) limited his vision, really like an edge of the "picture frame". It turns out that the seawater is also trapped in the frame. Of course, there is an illusion of the eyes. When he doesn't look directly at the sea, but stretches, expands and looks into the distance in the direction of the coastline, he feels that he has seen a far, far place. Looking at the sea from the front, the horizon and coastline are in front of us, and the distance is the same wave, without comparison or judgment. Seen from the side, the two lines are vertical, and the scenery on the shore gives people a real sense of distance. Then, your sense of "view" is very different. Although you remind yourself time and again, because the earth is round, without any obstacles, your sight can only reach eight kilometers, with many fronts and many sides. However, this kind of scientific reminder can't change the true feelings of unscientific eyes.

What is really vast is not the sea, but the sky. Go to the seaside and look at the sky. How he wants to spread his wings in the air! Sitting on the plane, even if it rises to 10 km or 20 km, you probably won't feel the joy of a swallow. Swallows rely on their wings, bodies, feathers and muscles. Swallows are inseparable from the sky, but Boeing 707 has to seal the cabin. Only people standing on the ground think that flying people rise very high.

Just stand by and watch the sea, expecting the clouds. A large area of fan-shaped clouds changed from the accumulation of white cotton balls to golden pineapples. Then there appeared a faint rose and a faint purple, like a garden in the distance. Snow blue, gray black, brown and light yellow are mixed together. The whole sky and ocean gradually darkened with the color of clouds, and suddenly lit up, and the sunset finally fell from the embrace of clouds to the sea. It seems to spit out a big duck egg yolk, which changed from orange yellow and orange red to bright red, from big circle to flat circle, and was finally swallowed up by the surging tide.

Miao Keyan often looks up at the sky. The sky by the sea is not harsh, just as the sun by the sea won't hurt people's skin. The dense mist of water vapor absorbs excess heat and light. Looking at the sky, he felt a slight inexplicable melancholy. Huge and eternal sky and small and limited life. Another day has passed, and it will never come again.

At this time, he has a strong impulse to take off his clothes and swim in the past, regardless of the wind and waves, regardless of the water temperature, regardless of sharks or jellyfish, regardless of whether it is getting dark or not, there is no doubt that there are still hours of darkness behind dusk. Just swim to the place where the sky meets the sea, and swim to the place indicated by the cloud tip that has become a fan cone. The real sea, the real sky and the real infinity are all there. When you get there, you can see the ocean you dreamed of as a teenager and get your dream about the ocean for most of your life. Where are the stars, the sun, the colorful clouds, the free wind, the dragon king, the mermaid, Mobidick and the fairy Bibo? They are all there!

"Ah, where are you in my dream sea full of thirsty heart, stirring enthusiasm, grotesque fantasy and childish love?"

But he can't swim, damn his left leg and calf! That can't be twenty-five. Fifty-two years have passed!

Maybe it is better not to swim there? A writer in northern Europe described such a magical island with unparalleled beauty, which attracted the hearts of several young people. Finally, when these teenagers went to the island to play after a cold day of skiing, they found that there was nothing on the island except dry and dull stones. This novel vividly depicts the pain of losing your dream because you have found it. Besides, Miao is past the age of dreaming!

So he wants to leave. I had a dream for fifty years and only stayed for five days. Although it's like heaven here. Compared with the damp, smelly and desperate prison, it is not only a paradise, but also a paradise compared with his busy, simple and embarrassing daily life. There are rows of trees everywhere, which is the French phoenix tree and which is the China phoenix tree. You can't go wrong. Even the white uniform of the traffic police is particularly dazzling, and even the strong wind will not raise even a little dust. Because there is no dust here. The soil here is reddish-brown fine sand, which seems to have been washed repeatedly with normal saline in the hospital. It is non-adhesive and pollution-free. Streets should be watered and cleaned again and again every day. Put on a new shirt here, and the collar and cuffs will not get dirty these days.

Many flowers are planted in the nursing home where he lives. You can look down at the flowers and look up at the sea. You can stand on the front porch and count the sailing boats passing by. At night, when everyone is asleep, he can clearly hear the tidal sound of the sea, just like hearing the breathing sound of his sleeping mother when he was a child. Breathe as long as the sea is. How calm the sea is, how calm the tides are. When the sea breeze suddenly tightened, he could hear the roar, cry and cheer of the sea, as if it were a battle of thousands of troops.

There is delicious food here. People can't always eat good things in their lives. When I was in prison, loneliness oppressed people crazy. At this time, I don't know who took a broken idiom dictionary. So the "prisoner" plays fortune telling, does not read books, reports a page number and which entry, and then opens it to see what idiom he has hit, which shows his fate. Of course, you will feel sad when you read it. If it is "a bright future", "something for nothing" or "mountains and heavy waters have no way to answer doubts, and there is another village", it will cause bursts of laughter. The only idiom found by Miao Keyan is "delicacies of mountains and seas". How much hope and happiness these four words bring! A wonderful spiritual meal! (each vividly described the food he had eaten. Although there are no delicacies, there is plenty of seafood. Fish, crabs, shrimps, jellyfish, kelp and even sea cabbage all supply edible oil at the rate of one kilogram per person per month, which is four times that of urban residents. Moreover, Miao Keyan only pays 60 cents for meals every day, but she eats according to the standard of 1.8 yuan. The color TV in the retreat area is twenty inches. Recuperate all table tennis, poker, Le Kang ball, Go and chess. The nearby resorts often show new foreign films.

So, what did he miss? What is missing here? The souls of those comrades who died abnormally will never be recalled, nor will their heroic aspirations be recalled. He said he was leaving, which made the retreat director very uneasy. Is there anything wrong with our work? Is the waiter's attitude bad? Is the food not to your taste? Can't mosquito nets prevent mosquitoes from biting? Do you have any "relationship" problems with other convalescents? The director warmly retained him. His letter of introduction originally said that he would rest for a month.

But if he loses something, it's too big. The sea is too wide. People are too old. Swimming posture and movements are too single. Too little courage and strength. The tongue coating is too thick. The vocabulary is too poor. Too much cholesterol. The dream is too long. The bed is too soft. The air is too humid. Complain too much. This book is too thick.

So he insisted on leaving. I decided to go, and my mood became better. In the evening, I drank a bowl of rice and mung bean porridge and put two chopsticks and shredded kohlrabi in sesame oil mixed sauce. After dinner, as usual, take a walk along the coast with the rest members and watch the sky, clouds, sea, waves and fishing boats as usual. Goodbye, forgive me! He said to the sea. He seems to be a grown-up child and doesn't want to live with his mother. Please forgive him. I'm leaving, he said.

When he was about to fall asleep, he went to the orchard to take a break; He walked back to the front porch, craned his neck, looked at the sea and saw an elegant silver light that he had never seen before. Oh, how bright the moon is tonight! The moon, at this time is at sea, over the end of the world. What is the sea like under the full moon? The unscrupulous son said goodbye to his mother again. So, he put on a dress and cloth shoes, and went out quietly.

He was shocked. The night and the moon have such great power! They embrace everything, change everything, re-smear and shape everything. Everything is completely different from daytime. Red willow, pine and cypress, phoenix tree, acacia tree; Attic, bungalow, dressing room, shower pool; Coasts, beaches, rocks, winding coastal tourist highways, as well as the sea, sky and docks, are all vague, gentle, close and harmonious, and are all connected. All the differences-such as high-rise buildings, land and sea-are disappearing, all the distances are shortening, all the disputes are stopping, all the excitement is calming down, and even the tide is gently, tentatively and civilly rushing to the beach for fear of disturbing or offending anyone.

And beyond all this, it dominates all this, it is the seamless silver light that dominates all this. Bright, lively, jumping, but hazy and distant waves support the sky full of green brilliance, holding a milky little moon high. On both sides of the silver wave, where the moonlight can't reach, it is all rosy, and the darkness on the head can't be seen at a glance. As Miao walks, the "silver belt" is also moving forward. The sky is connected with the sea, and the silver area that moves slowly forward is so excited that Miao is about to cry. All this is arranged. The night before he left, the sea dressed itself beautifully, being gentle and expecting to him, smiling at him and whispering to him.

I love you, sea! -he finally shouted, the voice is not big, he doesn't have a good voice. However, he started a man and a woman. He didn't even notice that there was a couple snuggling together on the rock under his feet. He was completely unprepared and didn't expect to disturb the young people at all. Because unlike parks or swimming pools in cities, there are no young people here at all. However, he has really disturbed others, and the young woman has stood up from the rock and left the arms of the young man. He looked at the young woman's light bun with ecstasy. He left this place in three steps and two steps with deep guilt. He is very regretful, but he feels very happy and satisfied. On the moonlit beach, it's good for young people to sit next to each other. The sea and the moon need youth. Youth also needs the sea and the moon. But who are they? There are no such young people in the lounge and no such young people in the service staff. Afterwards, he vaguely felt that there was a slight local accent on the eardrum. So farmers! It must be a farmer! It's a member! Are young intellectuals returning home? Is it a commune cadre? Or just the most ordinary farmers? It's youth anyway. Anyway, farmers also love the sea, the moon and this "silvery area". That's better. The sky, the earth, the sea and people all look sweet.

What's that noise? Wow, wow, this is not a wave, this is not a tide, this is just the sound of people's arms paddling in the sea. He followed the sound and saw two people swimming in the sea under the rock he had just left. Did the two young people go swimming? Don't they feel cold? Are they not afraid of the dark? Where did they put the clothes? Oh, look, those two have swam so far. They are swimming towards the sparkling place that he longed for many times but never dared to ask.

Miao Keyan felt a little dazzled. The flowing, swaying, broken and adhered silver light is really dazzling. Is he wrong? Is that two people? Do people have such a swimming speed? Is it a fish? Mermaid? Mermaid?

No, that can't be wrong. That's a person, that is, two young people in love who have just been disturbed. What's wrong with Miao Keyan? If you are yourself, if you go back to 30 years ago, if you are with your beloved girl, will you be afraid of the dark? Will it be too cold? Will you avoid the silver waves? No, he and she will swim 8 kilometers at a time. It's eight kilometers, which is the farthest place that the eyes can see. The tide of love, youth and freedom flows from generation to generation, never getting old, never being indifferent and never stopping. They are always with the sea, the moon, the breeze and the sky.

He sang a song. He returned to the retreat with secret passion. Before going to bed, he suddenly thought of several poems, Pushkin's, lermontov's, Byron's, Shelley's, Whitman's and his own. He fell asleep with a smile.

"how about it? This seaside is of little significance, right? " The driver of the car who sent him away said. The driver is a very considerate psychologist. Moreover, he has learned that Miao Keyan is a stuffy and unattractive old bachelor. However, this time he was wrong. Miao can name replied:

"No, this place is great. Really great. "