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Posted: Mon 12:42, 21 Mar 2011 Post subject: Depression of the sea |
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Depression of the sea breeze blowing gently, the shore rocks in the waves hit the bald edges and corners. Beach footprints clearly a retention.
dilapidated front of the house boat, sparse cable networks like non-woven mesh nets. A faded old woman wrapped in the cloak, shuffling walk by the sea. The original red sunset sky blue sky and red of the old old woman's cheek.
when, years flow away quietly, without leaving a trace. Look at the sky, gazing at the vagaries of the sea, forget that part of thought, loss of memory of color once again clear in the replay in my mind, as the broadcast of the color film back ... ...
, days so blue today, have a good day! I have grown up. I can help grandmother weaving, and I also help my mother cook.
not calm voice to listen to harbor concerns about the boy's mind Omega replica, and he do not want younger sister know. How he hoped his sister would not go through the pain he experienced once.
all of a sudden, my brother did not speak. Sister endless doubts, however, but can not tell why. Between heaven and earth in this moment it seems only the front of the sea.
brother Somewhat taken aback, recovered immediately responded: run away, it seems that nothing can make him reluctant to leave, he did not look back one that sent him to hang little sister.
days of blue, and only several flower clouds in the wind. Everything seemed so calm, peaceful, without any excitement.
Perhaps nothing will happen; perhaps, Elder brother and father will return home safely; perhaps they will rewarding ... ...
However, one can envision the future of things will be. Moreover, in an unhappy 8-year-old girls? She was immersed in childhood should be worry-free life, living is the daughter of the sea of happy days.
away little girl looked at his brother's shadow, quietly watching Elder brother and father out to sea, until it disappeared in the water side. Before long, she turned around and ran toward the boat house, took the shuttle began to weave fishing nets, humming a song of the sea ... ...
children silent mountains, the sea was rough, warm sunshine into the big sea, the sea appeared in a magnificent sight. Girls pleasure to weave fishing nets, fantasy Elder brother knitted net with their fish ... ...
capture the sun sets, a red-hot color rendering half of the sky seems to be made. A girl and a woman standing on the beach staring at the sea on the rocks, waiting anxiously for the return of her husband and son. Smaller sea-sound, the wind getting weaker, but the sea has become increasingly restless.
Woman dry wrinkled face suddenly glow with another glorious, unforgettable.
night, quietly impinge upon the earth, the world lost all dim. Boat house, the dim yellow lights, but people feel so warm and happy. Elder brother of wood leaning against the mast holding Mei, humming the familiar songs of childhood, her father and grandmother quietly busy, pick up the day's harvest.
live life quietly, such a life day after day, never seems to change.
Elder brother dad back to see what the fish? Years is so sharp knife, only a few years, the woman's face already covered with wrinkles. Kindly woman answered: All good! She caressed his half-white hair, and kept on doing the job.
to see grandmother, the girl seemed to understand what they do not seem to understand. To name an the sorrow filled her heart. As with each fisherman father, sleeping in the struggle of a lifetime sea in the distance bless Elder brother, grandmother and me. He was not happy it? Or, he is painful. Perhaps, this is unfortunate, but luckily, he returned to the place that nurtured his life.
sea breeze to the sea. My mother calmly raised his head, eyes wet, and flashes a charming glory. Pleased to have raised a slender girl's arm and waving hands.
Elder brother returned safely, though only less than half the boats fishing to fish.
Ah - will do it! ?
woman carrying tray of fresh fish and a plate of dried fish went to the front of the square table. She put the plate, softly asked: Do? Net is a daze.
At this time, smiling little girl holding pot of hot gruel came and said: Elder brother quasi-hungry. Occasionally, the room was ringing silvery laughter.
wind, as always, on the sea breeze. But, everything around seemed too calm. It seems that the storm is coming ... ...
He promised me, give me a gift of the sea. Elder brother to come back tomorrow!
Will!
hazy sky, the sea is calm. Only from time to time the cry of seagulls coming few times, looked bleak for the mad dash to add the sea.
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girl-net, looked up at sea, despite the sea-wind in hair.
wind blew away the girl's hair and blow the woman's heart cries correct, but also blew away the family.
big wave filled Rolex watches, soon to drown out half the beach. The girl stood still, as if someone calls her Cartier replica, to her not to go, do not leave.
woman yelled, but keep up with the speed that large waves.
God as if crying. Was poured over the sky like ink, like darkness. The sea swirls, like a long time to release a patient's pain.
wind roared, the rain hit the sea in the surging. The whole world seemed to quiver ... ...
clouds melted away, the sun diffuse through the thick clouds on the sea. Restored the old days of calm sea Rolex, reflects the radiance of the light.
However, the calm after the world, cries sobbing to the point of returning to the bright spots on the gray.
the beach, the original dilapidated houseboat in the dripping tears. Front of the house, a man kneeling in the sand scattered with hair on, could not beat the sand ... ...
days gradually pull up the curtain, appeared in the sky a few distant shining star, it seems In the blink of an eye toward the old woman. Cling round the old woman pulling clothes, dry the tears and trembling hand.
are gone, leaving her alone, and after how to walking up the road? Years to impose on her too much, it was not to be borne by her ah! However, who can not tell, in the end that should not.
the sea, feeding life, but life is buried. |
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