A Young Man's Departure

The name of Wind Erosion Island is correct. The sea breeze is like a knife, blowing all year round. The stone houses on the island were blown away from all their edges and corners, squatting on the bare gray ground like a group of old men with their necks hunched and begging for food. Lu Zhou squatted by the dock and watched a broken fishing boat dock. Fisherman Old Chentou jumped out of the boat. The wrinkles on his face were a few deeper than yesterday. He threw the fish basket to the ground and cursed: "Three catties! Damn, three catties after three days at sea!" "No harvest again?" Someone next to me asked. "It's time to collect all the grains!" Lao Chentou pointed to the sea, "See for yourselves!" Lu Zhou followed his hand and pointed towards it. The sea outside Wind Erosion Island was particularly weird today. The sea water is not the usual blue color, but a layer of turbid yellow. The surface of the sea seemed like something was turning over underwater. From time to time, a big lump would bulge, and then slowly collapse. The distant skyline seemed to have been crumpled by someone, and the direction of the waves was completely messed up. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.