See ships - the ship\'s favorite

See ships -- the ship\'s love my home in sand silted up by bank. When I was young, sand silted up by water, is clear, can be held up to drink, underwater have greasy grasses, there are all kinds of creatures. There is the boys paradise, where they swim and play water wars, to catch fish. There is also a good place for male people have a rest, a busy day in the field, jumped into the warm water, wash the day of hardship and sweat. And for me, look from the river after the ship (we call the drag it proceeds), is a forever also cannot erase memories. Whenever it with a long whistle sounds, adults said: &; ldquo Drag stimulated, quick to see see! & rdquo; Hence, hordes of children, from the streets, and different directions ran towards gushed out, he ran, wharf, still side mutual summon. The scene, now that I think about it, it was very sad spectacular. Far away, see ships slowly afront come, we excitedly to shout to expect to have a new discovery. See the boat has what person? They long what kind? What to wear? The ship loaded with? From which side? These are our concerns. Is water play in boys, had stopped hitting each other, standing in the shallows near the shore, eagerly hope of ship. When the ship sailed from around them, and they follow a plunge down and teachings the ships, a competition to see who runs faster, swim too far. At this moment, the boat there is always one individual ran to the stern mouth, threaten, driving the naughty boys. Sometimes, the people Shouting to not only, still can give those boys candy or even a watermelon, make us these on shore the envy of children. Once, we should see that they have a little girl, age and we similar, she stood in the boat to our side looking, and beside a tall man say what. This can be greatly let us excitement, the discussion for a long time. &; ldquo How old is she? She want to go where? She going to do? She is on the ship with who? & rdquo; We argue, everyone who filled the speculation and envy. When saying, in no hurrily mention anchors, ferry slowly toward the shore, ships and floating near the ferry, our firm is exciting, feeling that saying clouded and powerful, every time so punctual on the ferry to the shore, let the ship security through. At this moment, ships usually let out a loud, as if to keep saying to greet people, but also inform the next ferry, ready for preparation. We chased the ship ran, won\'t drift away from this, each time with a far away. Until the ship underpinning our view, we just the networking in turn back home. At this moment, I often falls behind, straightening absorbed in thought: &; ldquo Ships come from? And where are you going? Certain far away? There is what look like? Ship man how life? Just like us, they? If people I know have in the above is good! & rdquo; How many years have passed, shook sand silted up by radically transformed into small dirt river, summer, water waving a thick, black oil, the stink coming all the way we can smell. Ships from here no longer, grasses, fish, shrimp by not exist, nor the children\'s laughter. And my hometown people still expect it to plant crops, heard that water contain carcinogenic substance. And nourish us a few generation of those happy hour, also become helpless, astringent memories. A few days ago, I heard that sand silted up by to navigation, don\'t know is true or false? I dream of sand silted up by, when see you again beautiful shape & hellip; & hellip;