the wakes of the memories

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A giant grasshopper, a monster spider, and a sizable moth.

I wasn't aware that the yellow sea is that clean and transparent.

Scenes of small local harbor with the tiny fishermen's boats anchored made me nostalgic and peaceful.

No matter how powerful engines they equipped, the wakes of the fishing boats lasted a couple of minutes at most. But the wakes of 40 years old memories of my dad around this small harbor were still vivid and getting even more conspicuous.