Mint Island: life of three thousand

Life is a series of isolated moment, relying on memory and fantasy, many meanings emerge, and then disappear, vanish and later surfaced.

– Marcel · Proust's remembrance of things past "

According to the newspaper, I'm living in regional per capita life expectancy has more than 82 years old.

Converted into days, plus a leap year, but not too much just thirty days. Just imagine, when your old looking back over my life, this thirty nights there, we can recall the details of how many days? may wish to close your eyes and mind quickly flashback, I think you and I answer Luncheonette: in addition to some sporadic memory fragmentation, the basic one-thousandth intact. Our past?! I seemed to see Julie Miss mocking eyes: "well, you may be the last, but your memories in the trunk contains the remorse and regret. "(Miss Julie, Stirling Castle, Meng Jinghui directing) upon the memory of a hurried dust blowing off, pick some up coming exposure exposure. "Mint Island short day" this page is not long ago, in the spring sun, vibrant, also with a hint of coconut fragrance. Memory is the human reason, as long as Ken Burns a Sun and then stuffed with a stuffed, after some years, even though the color sadly it will also pay you a mellow long do compensation.

Pre-dawn darkness enshrouding Arroyo, Marina Beach, fresh air and quiet.

I'm sitting on the beach, waiting for my scheduled crab boat (Banca), feet lie two dubious of big dog, a gently uniform hulu, the other probably complain I stirred it's sleep, side over head white me and turned to suck suck mouth continues to find a dream of the bone. All of a sudden, two dogs, called channeling up and excitedly towards black no identification of Sea Resorts suddenly shouted, break a piece of bark. Along with their eyes, long before we see the mission brief white silently on shore to, Oh, my "Kenneth" Vos to. Catch up so early, in order to visit a beautiful appointments: Pamilacan Island and Snake Island in Western waters in search of bottle nose Dolphin (Bottlenose Dolphin). Set sail, dark local Captain not very fluent in English to explain to me the bottle nose dolphins do not like strong sunlight, so they always take advantage of the Sunrise predator, the sun rising, he hid in deep water area is not easily floated out. It seems the locals for dolphins found to have a keen sense, without any reference or even the most simple positioning system, only by intuition is one hour long drive in a piece of the ocean depths. Oriental started to pale, ocean surface remains silent, she blew the motor in rudder side leisurely smoke, a relaxed manner, people began to wonder if their judgment. Presently, there are few ship crab boat towards our direction come together, I felt slightly. Suddenly smell-o-ship a fracas Captain lifted the right hand to my hands. Oh, starboard side not far from a dolphin jump out of the water, and a view I encountered! a child, a total of five dolphins in the water or sink or float, rowing and beautiful parabola quickly. We these noisy visitors probably let the fish is not a way to throw it, it looks very welcoming, a subsidiary of the dolphins leap to a more cheerful, long time before they do not care, in the eyes become one of the small black point until the fuzzy. Asked why they can foresee the captain Dolphin found, get answers to the surprising: they had to kill dolphins generations living! in recent years, government funding to help them make the tourism industry, the local people slowly abandoned ancestral skills for living. Nature, dolphins, ship owners, visitors, this is happy. Dolphin misfortune!

Tropical afternoon sun anxious already, but when boarding the thatched roof covering of cruise ships start chrobok River (Loboc) rafting, hefeng hit all summerheat idea people.

Go swimming, water becomes clear, the ship's Philippine band sang the "Sailing", but in its place to the occasion, guitarist smile full of sincere, infected with a ship full of tourists. In the preferences of country music, music everywhere have happy, just like I yesterday in San Pietro and crumbling walls of the Castle dumping seen old blind man, he plays guitar and sing along, although I apart from "Filipino" do not understand any of the words, but he is not God's eyes and face wrinkles are filled the heartfelt joy, really exciting. Just think, the ship began to turn the rudder, had a 90-degree bends, and everyone shines: the shore of the tropical rain forest near to the accommodation, the letter went the prodigious, there are dozens of metres high in various trees, clear River Shuiying with rain forest green and the more heavy, like the paintings had transferred too thick to open the pen, or have frightened fish a hoisting and sunk, and the wind in the crease of the moondown little ripples. Some seemingly huge Palm like first love shy shy boy from slowly and hearts to the River round, hanging half empty, just as kids on the swings toys. More daring some children directly climb Palm top jump jump into the River, a long time before sprouting in the distance to exciting proudly waved to the visitors. Good source of a peach, really is a "high coconut pendants, Yam, old fish blow waves, I live"! ship hejian slowly forward, farm replete of Buffalo in the River provide a leisurely lunch in the enjoyment of it, off old Catholic Church Bell Tower has been Sun and rain to subtly greyish Brown, very distant peaks has an enormous white cross, like the Corcovado Mountain in Rio de Janeiro. Church bells rang up, still rolling dignified, cut out of the sky on the Bank of the River, went straight to the horizon of a cross, leaving a long lingering in the lonely echo. This scenario lining the chrobok River faint green water, really live up to the "Amazon" here in the Philippines. "The river of gold Tenderloin, brides; shimmering, in my mind. Floatingheart sluge in sways; Kang, flexible Frente, I willingly gave an aquatics. The elm under the shade of, is not a Rainbow in the sky is clear, the ripples in the floating algae, precipitating a rainbow-like dream. "The stage is also hard to play with, but I was totally broke, grunt is a journey of the outer fabrics I forget.

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When the night Beach amidst faded away, I was sitting on the beach.

Lamp a lights out, when the eyes adapt to the dark environment, look up the night sky, I saw a long lost sight: Galaxy like milk so slowly flowing, blinking stars so nearly reached for removable. Memories of similar scenarios emerge: a mother with a three-year-old I went to visit his father in Jiangyin Huashan coal mine, the Group's film up field, I took my little bench with adults walked back to the dormitory, the night sky and today exactly, my infant hearts first shocked by nature. Poor modern civilization, let our forgot ancestors had lived in such a pleasant sky, now in reinforced cement neon of the forest to find this scene, I only put stuffed with headphones on "Starry Starry Night," looking "starry night" by Van Gogh. Works good, how can the nature the sharpest and most true expanded force. I am quite helpless and depressed, also known to have been inadvertent identification of each constellation, only the Cowherd and does not need to identify, digital cameras, the moment of the river shore, eyes watch full of dwell. I think, as soon as the constellation of love never dies, if every year on time to get together across the Galaxy, it's a day that will have millions of days reunion? they bent this bustling place night thousands of tossing and turning dreams no magical power of their days, come mind must be happy and satisfied.

Farewell to the Mint.

Several years later, I'll be at the sky… xinghui recall I spent in mint Island three thousand life. A remembrance of expectation, in front of life should be filling the hope.

(Sail)

(Early morning view of dolphins)

(Back-up)

(Rainforest find monkey)

(Homebound)