The Old Man and the Sea
Text: Zhou Zheng
One
Hemingway's old man, the wrinkles of the waves on his bronze face, are the countless routes you have traveled in your life. Those two bent eyebrows are the hooks you catch whale sharks. Deep eyes, glowing alertness and fortitude in the sunlight. How many shark hunting stories are collected there? The broad shoulder blades are rocky hard. The sea breeze, the waves and the raging waves have not made you tilt once, sculpting your masculine beauty. Life is still as vigorous as the sunrise over the sea. Your pride is tied to the high-flying mast. Your joy blossoms on the blossoming waves. Your boat is your plough, in the blue land, cultivating the hope of life, interpreting a legend of the azure of "The Old Man and the Sea", towering an image on the reef, like a lighthouse!
Two
There was also an old man on the shore, who was a Phi Phi Dai Kasa- A crooked fishing rod was as old as his bent waist for a thousand years. The little black canopy boat is your long-term home, full of memories of wind and rain drifting. The winding waterways you have traveled are written on your face with vicissitudes. Fishy days slip through your busy nets. The sparkling waves of the setting sun reflect your twilight watch. You begin to feel like you're a fish too, dragged by the hooks of years...
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