My island plot

My Island Plot

I have always yearned for islands. The rocky mountains with less dense vegetation, blue sea water, blue sky and yellow and white beaches on the island, even if it is only a few small trees damaged by the wind and the beaches with strange rocks, are deeply hidden in my heart.

I yearn for the island. One is the beautiful environment, and the other is the tranquility of the island like a paradise.

The islands I yearn for are not those islands that seem to be like continents, nor are they islands and reefs with harsh environment that are uninhabited.

what I yearn for most is such an island: in the vast blue waves, a few square kilometers of land is lush with trees. Where the land meets the blue ocean, there are white beaches. On the white beaches, scattered coconut trees lie on their sides. Not far from the beaches, small pieces of modern civilization are chrome-printed, scattered among the oceans, beaches and forests, and there are a group of unpretentious people living on them.

Needless to say, the environment is blue sky, white clouds, and a little green dotted in the blue sea. The air is fresh, pollution-free, traffic noise-free, and there is no noise from downtown people.

I like the feeling of short-term isolation, without too much secularity, without disputes between people, without violence, and harmony between man and nature. In the morning, the first ray of sunshine came out from the sea level, and people who got up early in twos and threes in quiet streets and fishermen who came back late from the dock began to be busy for a new day's livelihood. These scenes opened a new day of island life. In white days, people are busy with their own jobs. In the evening, when the lights are on, the adults who have worked hard all day begin to drink tea and talk about their experiences, while the children play with the waves on the beach. In the middle of the night, the lights went out one after another, and it was quiet again. Only the waves hit the beach rock wall and the fishing spots on the sea surface, and occasionally one lamp and two lamps were on. It was a night cat family like me who was still reading or writing something under the lamp. People don't close their doors at night without worrying about theft, and they don't have to worry that passers-by can sleep until dawn.

I'm afraid this island complex has a lot to do with my five-year service in two islands. It seems that this kind of complex is innate. Because when I haven't been to those two islands, I have already vaguely yearned for the islands.

In the summer of 26, I graduated from the Military Academy and was assigned to Shantou. I boarded the ferry to Nan 'ao Island before I could have a look at the streets in Shantou.

It was a fine day on the island, with bright sunshine, blue sky and white clouds. Standing on the side of the ship, I saw the blue waves rippling on the sea. The propeller at the rear of the ferry lifted waves with white foam, attracting groups of small fish to follow the tail. Above the sky, a group of seagulls attracted by small fish hovered up and down behind the ship. Looking down the sunshine, the sea is sparkling and spectacular. In the direction of the bow, a green island shrouded in white clouds stands between the sea and the sky, like a fairyland. This kind of scenery immediately dispelled my original melancholy about being assigned to the island.

Boarding the pier of Nan 'ao Island, all kinds of large-scale tourist accommodation advertisements, small shops (vendors) selling fresh seafood and island specialties, and people with various visions filled the pier square, which was very lively. The vegetation on the island is well covered, and the road around the island, built by the mountains and the sea, is winding, clean and beautiful. There are some sparse pine forests on both sides of Huandao Road, with steep mountains on the left and the wide South China Sea in China on the right. The car drives on it, sometimes going up and down, sometimes turning, sometimes storming the shore, and sometimes shading the sun. When you open the window, the salty and fresh sea breeze immediately hits your face, which is more addictive than the roller coaster in the city. This undoubtedly added a lot of points to my impression of the island.

I have worked and lived in Nan 'ao Island for more than four years. Because of my work, I have been to almost all the places that Nan 'ao Island can go, and I am familiar with its topography and customs. It covers an area of over 1 square kilometers and has a permanent population of over 7,. There is not much flat land on the island, mainly mountains. There is a mountain peak with an altitude of nearly 6 meters on both sides of the east and west. Standing at the peak, the whole island can have a panoramic view. Most of the mountains are rocky mountains. Although there are not many tall trees on the mountains, the forest coverage rate of the whole island has reached 72%. Looking around, it is lush. There is a small piece of flat land in the middle of the island, the narrowest part of which is only two kilometers. It is the seat of the county seat, which brings together the main streets, shops, banks, post offices, schools, hotels and so on. Sparrows are small and complete.

The folk customs on the island are simple, the relationship between the army and the people is harmonious, the people live and work in peace and contentment, and there are many natural and cultural landscapes, mainly including: Huanghuashan Forest Park, the first national sea island forest park in China; Wind farm-the largest island wind farm in Asia; Green Bay-known as the Oriental Hawaii, has a semi-circular beach about three kilometers wide, with gentle slope, fine sand and clear sea water, which is a natural and high-quality seaside swimming pool; Company commanders mansion-the first exhibition hall of coastal defense history in China, and so on. The best resource on the island is seafood, which is rich in variety, fresh and cheap, and makes people drool in retrospect.

During my stay in Nan 'ao Island, I often ride a bicycle in the evening, and walk through the fields outside my residence and the streets and alleys of the county town, watching people on the island relax or be busy in the sunset, and then go to the seaside to blow the sea breeze and listen to the sound of the sea. Sometimes, after work or on weekends, I will call three or five friends, go to Haibin Road to order some seafood stir-fry, open beer, drink in the salty sea breeze, talk some irrelevant jokes and enjoy the beauty of the island.

For a long time, access to and from the island has been mainly by ferry. On holidays and weekends, there are many vehicles visiting South Australia, and there are often long queues at the ferry, sometimes two or three kilometers long. Every time before or after the typhoon, or in extreme weather with strong winds of magnitude 8 or above and visibility less than 1 km, the ferry will be suspended. At this time, Nan 'ao Island has become an isolated island, a "Xanadu" at sea. Most people whose travel plans have been shelved will be happy to enjoy this short peace and quiet after sighing, "hiding in the small building to form a unified, regardless of winter and summer and spring and autumn". People who are just tired of taking advantage of the weekend to travel have to find expensive hotels, stay temporarily, then call the unit for leave, and eagerly inquire about the news of the resumption of flights. I have booked air tickets and tickets in advance for many vacations and business trips, but my trip was delayed due to extreme weather.

I remember that on the eve of the Spring Festival in 29, it was sunny. My wife and I booked a plane ticket to go home for the Spring Festival, but when we arrived at the dock, we were told that there was a fog on the sea and the boat had stopped. I didn't go home for the Spring Festival for four years, so I was eager to go home, so I didn't hesitate, and made full use of the skills trained by the army, and took my lover to get on the small speedboat that started from the ground. When the speedboat was halfway through the voyage, the fog had already risen. Going forward, the fog was getting bigger and bigger, and the visibility suddenly dropped from more than 1 meters to less than 1 meters. There is no advanced equipment on the speedboat, so we can only judge the direction by feeling and slow down and grope forward. Walking, suddenly someone in the fog ahead shouted "Stop the boat, stop the boat!" " . The speedboat we took immediately slowed down, changed into reverse gear and retreated. Later, I learned that there was a small fishing boat that had been on the reef in front. Without the warning of that kind person, I am afraid that our small speedboat had hit the reef, and the consequences were unimaginable.

The good news is that nearly four years after I left Nan 'ao Island, at the beginning of this year, the Nan 'ao Cross-sea Bridge, which was built for more than six years, was finally officially opened to traffic, and the difficulties for tourists and residents to enter and leave the island were greatly improved. Due to the construction of the cross-sea bridge, the island's infrastructure is also changing with each passing day. In recent years, a large number of hotels, hotels and holiday villages have been built, so it is no longer necessary to worry about having no place to stay when going to the island during the tourist season.