Haeundae(外一篇)

Quiet weekday afternoon, the sky was cloudy and it drizzled a little but not too cold to dampen the mood of the beach pilgrims. Made it a point to witness this sea for myself, and the scenic view I was feasting on was simply more than words or picture-taking for that matter could explicitly expressed. Nothing left to be done, just walking along the stretch of rain moistened sandy beach of presumably a kilometer long and standing gazing at the waves came rolling into the shores. The myriad of seagulls dancing in the sky was a real treat and so is one family out on excursion which made a good picture through my lens. All so tranquil and peaceful, all so quiet and soothing, like the wounds been healed and the tears dried up. Such is the power of the sea! This is Busan, the land of the mountains and the seas and the seagulls. This is a place completely different from the hustle and bustle of the vibrant Seoul. And I just breathed in the cool crispy air in contentment.

12月10日。海云台海岸线,白浪拍打着岩石,海鸥处处。想他,无法遏制自己地思念他。神经的每一处都在喊着他的名字,一次又一次要告诉他:我在海云台,我想他,我看到了他看到的景物,幻想着某个冒着寒风走在湿漉漉的沙滩上的人会是他!每一次我这么在心里说着话。来到釜山,来到他出生的故乡,我根本不能自己。只是这样。(写于傍晚8时55分,KTX车上)

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