The glow of the sunrise rose slowly over the distant skyline, and the light gradually rose from the distant sea, slowly pulling off the prelude from the silence of the sky on one side. Therefore, the waves hit the beach in cascading, from the slumber of the starry night, first wake up the night, and then extend the edge of the coast step by step, slowly wake up the sleeping beach, the waves hit the coastline, the morning breeze gently blows every grain of sand, the sun comes out, the light from a dark light in the distant sky, slowly turns into a round of light that illuminates the outline of the sky, and then ...... Everything is shrouded in the morning light by the sunrise seaside, so grand and beautiful.

Alberta Alfrea unloaded the nets from the fishing boat, pulled buckets of fish ashore from the fishing boat, and basked the nets in the glow of the sunrise, the pearls of the nets sparkling in the sun.

The beach on the shore, leaving the footprints of Alberta, he stepped on the sand, carried two buckets of fish on his back, he handed the fish to the fishmonger, took the money, counted the silver and copper coins, put them in his pocket, he went home, put the two silver coins on the desk that had just entered the door, the furniture in the house was simple, the desk table replaced the cabinet in the living room, he did not wake up the sleeping father, this is the agreement of father and son, after catching the fish in the morning, he would put the money from the sale of fish on the desk behind the door, and his father often taught him: "The golden table, Silver bracelets, it is better to put money on a wooden table. ”

When he returned home, he looked at the fishing forks and nets on the wall, and through the small round window, he saw the distant sun and the morning sea fog spreading on the shore sand. With a greedy and eager gaze, Alberta touched the few copper coins left over from the fish in his pocket, and then went to the small shop on the beach, where he took out a few copper coins in exchange for two glass bottles of soda......

When he got the second bottle of soda, he hesitated, he was ruthless, took the second bottle of soda, under the golden light, he came to the beach barefoot again, the morning fog had faded, he sat on the beach, put another bottle of soda in the sand, he habitually knocked the lid of the soda bottle with his teeth, and the green soda quickly drank half of the bottle.

He looked at the surface of the sea, the waves of the waves and the drips of the sea were crushing and colliding, and he looked at these things, and thought of the scene of the battle with a salmon in the night today......

The fish was about three meters long, almost the length of his fishing boat...... His line had caught the fish, and the fish swam very fast, and he chased the fish for a long time, and the line finally broke, and he was frustrated...... So he went back to the shore, caught some small fish, hastily did something, and at the moment of sunrise, bought two bottles of soda, and watched the light of the sun and the colors of the sky......

He used to have a girlfriend who used to ...... They had reached the point of talking about marriage, and he had framed his future life: they had one or more children, fishing nets accompanied him, he walked the waves, he fought with big fish, the waves were cascading, the woman raised the children for him, and with the sunrise and sunset every day, he could go back and forth between the coast and the fishing port at the moment of the arrival and departure of the ship, earning "coins on the wooden table".

He had imagined himself as a seaman, a seafarer with no fishy smell, dressed in a sea soul shirt, or some kind of junior naval officer, dressed in a dark blue uniform...... Imaginations such as these are also the fantasies that he had at the moment when he sailed in parallel with the huge steam ships that came and went in and out of the port of Epalai before entering and leaving the fishing port.

The illusion relieved him from the tedious work of fishing. He looked at the shore and thought he was a prince...... But reality told him that he was a fisherman...... Father's advice always echoes in my ears: "The prince is pretty, the white horse is handsome, it is better for the fisherman to step on the waves, the golden crown is high, the crown is bright, and the throne will not be changed." His father often taught him not to pursue what is unattainable, but to look at what is in front of him. Father and son often discussed, but the father always said, "Listen to the old man." ”

He had saved up and bought silver bracelets, but when he saw the silver ware, he couldn't tell what the silverware had to do with the wooden table, and he couldn't think of anything bad about it.

He was engaged to his girlfriend, and he gave her the silverware, but her father said that his daughter could not marry a fisherman! You can't marry a fisherman who doesn't even know a word!

Alberta said he was literate, but his girlfriend's father gave him a book from which he struggled to read out a few unfinished sentences...... Their marriage was canceled, he bought a few books, and looked at the words on them with difficulty like ants crawling, and after a few days, in addition to the traces of tears on the books, even these books also left the fishy smell of "fishermen...... He smelled it and buried it in the sea...... After the book is immersed in the sea, and disappears in the crashing waves, he decides that love is dead......

And today, he habitually bought two bottles of soda, one for his girlfriend and one for him to drink. Tears twinkled in his eyes, and he thought that the engagement should be married, but he looked at the fisherman's coat on his body and the sand on his bare feet, and he laughed miserably: "This is how the fisherman should end...... All beautiful girls should marry princes...... And not a fisherman......"

He sobbed and said to himself, "If I were to be a prince...... he was loud at first, and then he said with some confidence: "You should know a lot of words......

The giant steamer in the distance of the port of Epalai swallowed clouds and smoke into the sky, the golden streamer shrouded the sea in the light of the sunrise, the mast of the sail of the distant ship slowly rose from the horizon, and the streamer of the sun shone on the port of Epalai. Ships coming in and out, constantly sailing from port to port, prosperous and full of novelty.

Alberta felt that none of this belonged to him, and no matter how beautiful the scenery was, it had nothing to do with him...... He looked at the steamy ship, the huge wooden hull, with rows of huge cannons lined up, exactly where he dreamed and dreamed......

So he no longer dreamed of being a prince, and he tried his best to connect reality with his fantasies: he was a fisherman, a fishyman, and he didn't deserve a dream......

Until his father appeared beside him, he still couldn't recover from his fantasies......

His father sat beside him and patted him on the back: "I told you that the gold table and the silver bracelet are not as good as our wooden table." ”

When the father and son met, Alberta was embarrassed and helpless, and smiled with a slight grievance......

"I ...... I ......" The father shook his hand in the air, and every time he said "I", he pursed his lips with a guilt-like look, and he opened his mouth several times, but he didn't seem to say what was in his heart...... Alberta looks at his father, which is a relatively rare scene.

His father sighed, as if he had made some kind of preparation: "You are not my own...... But I treat you as my own......"

"What!" Alberta looked at his father, he didn't drink......

His father continued: "That year...... I drank too much, bet, I lost ...... So I spent a large, homemade, particularly strong and sturdy fishing net for a child......" When the father talked about his fishing net, his eyes were full of eyebrows: "You also know that in those days, people didn't have much money, and it was difficult to raise more children, so I lost money by betting on you......" The father patted Alberta: "But I don't lose!" At least I have a son...... He's a good fisherman! ”

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When my father was about to leave, he looked at a bottle of soda on the beach and said, "If you don't drink it, I'll take it!" After his father took the soda, Alberta silently looked at his hand, and tears flowed down his eyes...... He wiped his nose with his sleeve several times, but the tears never stopped......

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The sky is blue, the light is in the sky, not mixed with a little cloudy color of the sky, pure above, white clouds dotted, colorful......

The last rays of sunset take away the sun's radiance, and the haze and night fog descend to take away the last rays of the remaining dots here in the last rays of the sunset...... The light of the lighthouse took over the daylight and began to illuminate the ships that sailed in an orderly manner into this prosperous port......

Alberta sat here all night, and he felt a pain in his head, and the reality was so sad because of the cruel color...... He always wanted to shout, but the shout came to his mouth and was swallowed again......

At night, about ten o'clock in the evening, Alberta still did not leave, and after waiting another three or four hours, it was time for him to go out to sea again...... At this time, the light of the large lighthouse in the port of Epalai shone on the sea, and the light of the lighthouse made a flash of light that illuminated the cruiser Trist. The cruiser Tristel sailed to the harbor, and in the light of the beacon you could see a wide wooden deck covered with ironclad and steam-powered cruisers, also lined with hundreds of the latest 8-pounder guns, 12-pounder guns, and even large 16-pounder guns.

These powerful guns were powered by steam, and huge soot rose from the chimneys of the cruisers, and the glow of the big lighthouse made the harbor glow even at night.

When the cruiser entered the harbor, it let out a heavy whistle and began to dock in the harbor......

Many people who did not sleep at night, still living their night life and enjoying the peaceful atmosphere of the port, gathered around the port to watch the moment when the huge cruiser docked in the port! The crowd erupted in excited and high-pitched cheers of joy. Even at night, the arrival of the Tristher can still receive so much cheer and attention.

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He sat on the beach, by the shore, sitting in the ups and downs of his years, he shed a lot of tears, when he came back to his senses, he found that his cheeks hurt, the tears remained on his cheeks, dried by the sea breeze, causing his cheeks to dry and cracked, and his skin was very painful, when he rubbed his eyes, he found that his tears had dried up, he didn't want to go on like this, he looked at the time, it was about four o'clock in the morning the next day. So he got on the fishing boat again, pulled the steam turbine, and began to prepare for another fishing.

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