The sea in the south

From July 5th to 7th, a three-day trip to Cangnan, Wenzhou.

Mom finally ushered in the first real holiday after three years, and my daughter happened to have a holiday. Let's go on a trip. Dad is not at home, mom is in charge, book the route, air ticket and hotel, and leave in an hour. After taking the high-speed train for more than an hour, I transferred from Cangnan County to Mazhan, and then from Mazhan to Liao Yu. It went well, but I felt a lot.

Mother thought that the southern sea had nothing to do with her, and the seaside should also be a long and endless coastline, and it should also be full of people. But what I saw was quite shocking. It turns out that the South China Sea is close to her. The road to the East China Sea is rugged. The sea and mountains can be closely linked. The coastline of the beach here is very short, far from the vast and spectacular sunshine. The music has just reached the cloud in Christian Randphillips' hometown. ...

After packing properly, I took my daughter to swim in the sea. My mother said not to go to the seaside, but to go for a walk. I didn't expect the girl to be brave. She dived into the sea and swam desperately to the deep sea, so scared that she kept directing her to swim back. Obviously, the child has grown into a fish that her mother can't catch.

Night is coming. My mother walked by the sea, stepping on the back and forth tide and thinking a lot. I overheard Nicky Wu's fireworks and suddenly remembered those people, books and events when I was a child. I regret that I didn't cherish time and regret that I didn't concentrate on my studies. Yes, fireworks are so beautiful and mysterious but so short-lived, just like our youth.

Tired of swimming, my daughter climbed back to the shore. There is a slow-moving little red dot on the sea. My mother told her daughter that it might be an airplane, but she flatly said that it was a Kongming lantern. Her voice is still there. Another couple on the shore just released one, and it staggered away. All right. It suddenly occurred to me that in a certain month, my family also released a few on a certain shore, but which shore was it? By the Han River in Wuhan? Mom really doesn't remember. Playing sand painting games with my daughter on the shore, constantly drawing love and concentric circles, watching the sea wash them away again and again, the mother and daughter let go of their laughter. The daughter suddenly said, mom, the sea is like an eraser.

Tired of playing, the mother and daughter sat on a clean rock to rest, and the noise of the microphone came from the shore. They laughed and said it was terrible. My mother looked up and suddenly found a full moon hanging on the high sea. Ah, Zhang's "Moonlit Night on a Spring River", the spring tide and the bright moon on the sea were born ... Zhang Jiuling's "Looking at the Moon and Remembering the Past", the bright moon was in the sky, and at this time the horizon was * * the sea. ...

At five o'clock the next day, my daughter was still sleeping in bed. In order to watch the sunrise, my mother simply washed and ran to the seaside. For the sunrise, my mother can't express it in words, she can only describe it in one word, which is amazing. Time is moving quietly, but my mother still stays at the dock and doesn't want to go. Looking at the sparkling water, there seems to be an illusion of sitting on a boat. The ship is moving, moving slowly and walking. Suddenly, a wave came and the splash woke her up. I think this pier is probably the place where women wait for their loved ones to return from the sea day and night. I was thinking, a boat came back, but it was not full of food, but it still got something. There are some unknown fish in the basket, shining silver. The fishermen put their nets on the dock and set off again. Mom later learned that they just used ordinary tricycles to transport these fishing nets home and shuttled between the dock and home. On the way back, I happened to meet a fisherman who came back from the sea and shouted to sell the seafood that had just been caught.

It's so hot that I can only rest in the hotel at noon. The daughter asked her mother, is there Chang 'e on the moon? Mother doesn't know whether to give her an illusion or tell the truth. Isn't the sea blue? Why is the sea green here? Why do sharks show their fins when swimming? Mom doesn't know these questions either. Mother and daughter talked about the earth, the equator, the North Pole, the South Pole, the polar bear and the Antarctic penguin. My daughter said there were penguins in the Arctic, all of which were caught by hunters. They also talked about the moon, the sun and the Milky Way, which reminded my mother of how small human beings are when they are magnified into the universe. Each of us, just a dust of nature, suddenly looked at everything in a trance, but at that moment.

? In the afternoon, mother will take her daughter swimming again. Before leaving, the mother asked her daughter to look for a red plastic bag at the front desk of the hotel. She ran several times but didn't arrive. For various reasons, her mother encouraged her to keep trying. My mother thought that she would encounter all kinds of difficulties when she was growing up. Adults should learn to let go, let her keep trying, solve problems and grow up slowly. After unremitting efforts, the daughter finally completed the task, and the mother thought that she should be proud inside. The daughter put a red plastic bag on the blue car and asked her mother, is red and blue purple? When I got to the seaside, I began to catch crabs. Once, she ran happily and said, mom, I have good news for you. Two of the three crabs I caught built their nests with mud. Mother is really happy for this child who can observe things around her carefully, but she is also worried that sensitive children are vulnerable.

On the third morning, my mother got up early again to watch the sunrise. This time, I chose the route opposite the landscape road. It is a winding path leading to the seaside, with weeds, wild flowers and ridges extending all the way to the rocks by the sea. My mother walks on the road, and cicadas and birds sing from time to time. I really enjoy the peace in the noise. This road is not easy to walk, many places are covered with fallen weeds, or some places are wet and slippery. On a short journey, she even worried that a snake would climb out and the sound of the waves beating against the rocks was getting louder and louder. Fortunately, she overcame her fear. Finally, she reached a huge rock and finally saw different sea sunrises. How to describe it in words? ...

Looking at the beautiful sunrise, my mother sitting on a huge reef suddenly remembered those words in Meditation. People should cling to eternal things, and happiness is found in this persistence. But not everyone can get something eternal, and my mother doesn't know if she can find it. Maybe she has found it, maybe she already has it. In this complicated world, whether people believe it or not and interpret eternity, human beings are far less than this stone crawling in the sea, so be it, a place where the soul can rest.