Love in the Red Sea

I don’t know where my fear of water comes from. I learned to swim when I was fourteen years old, and I still dare not go into the deep water of the swimming pool. district. But during the two days in Sharm El Sheikh, I lingered in the deep sea and was reluctant to go ashore.

Sharm El Sheikh, the official Chinese translation is called Sharm El Sheikh, a translation that kills imagination, we translate it as Champagne. It is located at the southern tip of the Sinai Peninsula in eastern Egypt, 500 kilometers away from Cairo. It is a famous leisure resort along the Red Sea. In late April, the Egyptians’ official holiday to commemorate the liberation of the Sinai Peninsula was a five-day holiday on Friday and Saturday, which we used to take advantage of this long-awaited Red Sea adventure trip. Unfortunately, it was the peak season for Europeans to travel. Even though I booked the hotel half a month in advance, I still couldn't book a room. But we, a group of 11 people plus two children, set out with the determination that there is nothing to be afraid of when sleeping on the street.

Just after passing the tunnel under the Suez Canal, Lin in the car in front called me: "Welcome back to Asia." Then I remembered that this canal is the boundary between black Africa and yellow Asia. By accident, we crossed the narrow "gap" between the two continents and returned to the land of Asia. Walking along the shore of the Red Sea on the Sinai Peninsula, you can see the desolate Gobi desert on one side and the calm blue sea on the other. The desert and the sea here are a landscape that blends together. The road was straight and there were few cars. We drove all the way with a steady speed of about 140 kilometers and arrived at our destination at three o'clock in the afternoon. The sun was blazing in the sky, and there were not many people visible on the streets of the small town. I walked into one hotel after another, but was politely told "full" again and again. Where have all the people hidden? Fortunately, after "sweeping" from the street to the end of the street, we finally found two suites left for us in the Holiday Inn by the sea. Each suite has two bedrooms and one living room, which is just enough to accommodate us. Because I had fun, I even "occupied" a master bedroom.

As soon as I put down my luggage, I couldn’t wait to go behind the hotel to look for the sea. No wonder there are no people on the street, everyone is hiding on the beach. It was almost dusk, and everyone returned to the shore, lazily lying on the beach chairs and basking in the setting sun. We wandered around and found that every chair already had an owner, and we couldn't find a good footing for a while. I am looking forward to tomorrow even more, planning to go to bed early and get up early to seize the ground.

I woke up early the next day, hurriedly finished my breakfast and went to the beach. The original plan was just to occupy a good place, lie on the beach and bask in the sun, and then take a "return to sleep". When I saw the Red Sea in the morning, I didn't want to stay on the shore for a minute anymore. I dragged Le into the arms of the sea excitedly. The water near the shore is only half a person's height, and the sea bottom is flat and extremely clear. At first, we stood and watched the colorful fish swimming around our feet, and occasionally light blue jellyfish came with the waves. We were already excited. Incessantly. I hurriedly asked my friend who was late to buy a snorkeling mask, and simply held hands on the water to chase the fish, which made the two of them scream.

There is a large coral area separated between the depth and shallowness of this sea. The corals are beautiful, but the lifeguards who are loyal to their duties will always use loud whistles in time to stop people who accidentally enter the coral area. . There is only a long broken wooden bridge extending from the shore to the sea, which is the only way to get close to the "deep blue". Although the water quality is not good, watching people tirelessly walking back and forth in the "Dark Blue" and listening to the excited descriptions and encouragements of my friend Lao Lai, I finally couldn't be satisfied with playing in the shallows and wanted to explore the deeper water. Far-reaching scenery. After walking to the end of the broken bridge and getting used to breathing behind the mask, I carefully walked down the iron ladder on the bridge. As soon as I entered the water, the first second I felt was the panic that penetrated my heart. The boundary between "light green" and "dark blue" under the water turned out to be a straight and steep trench. "Shallow" was a coral reef that could be touched with one's hand, but "deep" was Suddenly he fell into the seabed dozens of meters deep. How could I not be horrified to see the vicissitudes of the deep sea for the first time? In particular, there is a large iron anchor that sank in an unknown era, dragging a long chain into the eyes.

But the fear only lasted for a moment. Soon, the "fear" dissipated, and only the "shock" remained. I was completely amazed and amazed by such a strange and beautiful underwater world. The water is still clear, and there are countless fish as far as the eye can see. They are colorful, they come in different shapes, they come in different sizes; they may come in groups, follow in pairs, or hide alone among the beautiful corals. Did I turn into a fish and fall into a huge aquarium? No, those are just vulgar things in the city, but here they are truly natural. I couldn't help but stretched out my hand, and actually touched a bright yellow and unsuspecting little fat-headed fish. After the accident, I couldn't help but cry out behind the mask.

Seeing my excitement, the music on the bridge was also eager to try. Although I don’t have the ability to be a flower protector in the deep sea, I still want to share it. I borrowed Lao Lai's snorkeling mask, and with encouragement and instructions in Le's ears, I finally held hands and got into the water. But as soon as she let go of the iron ladder, she swam straight up to the shallow coral reef, unable to pull her back. Let the lifeguard on the bridge blow his whistle. It was the abyss that caused the trouble, and the vicissitudes of life that she had never seen before frightened her.

On this day, until the sun set and the sea water gradually cooled down, I walked back and forth in the sea, intoxicated and never knowing where to go.

Le left with regrets. Even my dreams at night are about falling into the abyss.

But she found a way to make up for it the next day. We went to sea on the "yellow submarine" to see fish. The "yellow submarine" is actually a beautiful yellow fiberglass yacht, but it has a bottom tank "submerged" underwater. After buying a ticket and boarding the boat, we sailed out of the quiet harbor and followed a boatload of Italian tourists down to the bottom of the boat. Everyone sat side by side on two rows of small round stools, looking out at the sea through the large glass windows on both sides. We passed through the school of fish and were surrounded by thousands of small silver fish; we passed by the coral reef and were attracted by the strange yellow coral and the various residents there; we met a continuous stream of fish. There was a swarm of blue jellyfish. I couldn't help but reach out to catch it, only to realize that I was actually behind the glass. From time to time, we see teams of deep divers swimming under the sea with tanks on their backs. Sharm El Sheikh is also one of the world's most famous diving destinations. Gradually, the exclamations dissipated and everyone became silent. Many people pressed their faces against the glass windows, as if they were in a trance, not knowing whether they were dreaming or awake. After an hour and a half of sailing, although the wind and waves gradually increased, violent shaking began to be felt in the bottom cabin, and many people began to feel seasick. When we returned to the deck, everyone still praised the value of their tickets.

During three days at Sharm El Sheikh, you can see the sea, fish and corals. But always, people are the best scenery. For example, when you are swimming slowly in the sea, concentrating on admiring the fish and corals, suddenly a beautiful woman wearing only a pair of big flippers passes by under the water in front of you, which makes you think that there is nothing in this world. Mermaids really do exist. Another example is when I was tired from swimming and stood on the wooden bridge to watch the sunset over the sea, a girl in her twenties quietly emerged from the sea. She tiredly threw away her life jacket, leaving only her T-back on her body and standing aside. The sea breeze dries long hair. Looking at her, one does not have any evil thoughts, but one feels that man and nature can be harmonious.

It’s a pity that this land still has too much hatred, which will always come out to break the peace and harmony. That night when I returned to Cairo, I suddenly received a call from a friend asking for safety. Just this afternoon, a series of explosions occurred in Dahab, another beautiful seaside town less than 100 kilometers away from Sharm El Sheikh, causing many casualties. When I went online to read the news and saw the photos of the explosion site, I felt so familiar. Yes, after climbing Mount Sinai at night in January, I took a rest in a cafe called Jasmine on a small seaside street in Dahab, surrounded by several people. I spent a leisurely afternoon sleeping on the soft sofa with a roaring bonfire and the sound of waves. Nor has it been forgotten that the serial bombings in Sharm El Sheikh last July claimed more than ninety innocent lives. How long will it take before there can be real peace in the vast Middle East? Can man and nature, man and talent truly blend in harmony?