On the second day of the Lunar New Year, I drove to visit the USS Bruvis.
I'm not one to join in the fun. It's just that the Spring Festival nowadays is really boring. The singing Spring Festival Gala, the familiar yet strange city. Apart from childhood memories, everything else is so unfamiliar. All that remained were my mother's dumplings, the clean air and the sky where stars could be seen, which made me feel that my hometown was still there.
The Brevis is a Panamanian cargo ship that ran aground on this beach due to a major typhoon. After getting off the car, his figure could be seen from afar. Leaning quietly against the beach, the hull of the ship had been eroded by seawater and was covered with rust. There aren't many people by the seaside in winter. Only when I got closer did I realize his enormity. I looked at him, feeling the bitter winter sea breeze blowing on my face and body. The sound of the waves is very loud. After looking at it for a long time, it feels like only that big ship, myself and the sea remain. The breathing slowed down, the eyes were filled with blue, the ears were brimming with the sound of waves, and then the heart gradually became very, very quiet...
A very long time passed... .. Suddenly, I felt a bit sad. A storm ended his life. For the rest of his days, he could only lie on this beach, waiting to be torn apart.
