The mother was born in a landlord’s family and studied private school culture for 16 years. When she often read newspapers, Hai Yi was subtly influenced by her. She gave birth to six children and two daughters died young.

Haihuan has three younger brothers, one of whom has a big family shop in Anqing.
Mother Hai said that the room at home is very simple. This room is newly built. It is three spacious and bright, but there are few things at home.
In this room, the poet Hai is not across the hall, and there is a photo of the sea. It is common that a shawl with long hair and a full face of cheeks and beards. Although he smiles brightly, he can see a trace of sadness from his eyes. The right wall is covered with photos of the sea from childhood to his deathbed.
In the left-hand room, there are two display cabinets filled with more than ten kinds of sea poems. The thickest one, edited by the famous poet Nishikawa, was moved from the display cabinets and asked me to read aloud. I turned to the first poem, Asian Copper High, and read aloud.
Asian copper Asian copper
My grandfather died here, my father died here, and I will die here.
You are the only place where people are buried.
Asian copper Asian copper
Love doubts, love flies, birds drown everything, and sea water.
Your master is grass living on his waist.
Keep the secret of wild flower palm
Hai’s father was beside me. When I was halfway back, I saw tears in his eyes, but the tears didn’t come to this long-time rich father, which had made him used to being strong and patient.
The showcase has also been filled with two guest books, and people have left their portraits in the book to visit Hai Dasheng, Peking University, Fudan University and South China. Ye Qin, a provincial university, handed me the pen and said that you must write. I took the pen and my right hand kept shaking. I didn’t know what to write for a long time, and finally left four Chinese characters, Hai Immortal.
When I was about to leave my hometown, Mother Hai knew that I was a fellow alumnus of Shanghai. She held my hand tightly and seemed to come back to her. She repeatedly asked us to have lunch and there was no food at home, so I’m sorry. We were afraid that she would be too much trouble, so we left two 70-year-old people and took us to the side of the road reluctantly until we walked a long way. Looking back, they were still there.
We also bid farewell to Ye Qin, a 15-year-old girl who worships the sea and is also trying to write poems.
Huaining is 18 kilometers away from Hefei and 3 kilometers away from Anqing, the old capital of Anhui Province. Anqing, an ancient city along the Yangtze River, gives Hailiu an understanding of the complex.
Huaining County has just moved from Shipai Town to Gaohe Town, which is close to Chawan. The newly built road is wide and straight. Chen Duxiu Avenue, Yang Zhenning Avenue and Deng Jiaxian Avenue are in the Cultural Square. We also saw the bronze statue of Deng Shi Deng Jiaxian, the peacock flying southeast.
I still feel something is missing after driving around the county seat.
On the way back to Hefei, it was cloudy, and I never read poems while driving. It was also the first time that I knew that Haisongmiao was reading the sea poems bought from Haidian one by one in the dark.
Ten sea parts resurrected in spring.
In the light landscape
Laugh at this savage and sad sea
What is it that you have been sleeping for so long?
Ten seas roar low in spring.
I dance and sing around you
Tear up your black hair and ride you away in the dust
The pain of being chopped is all over the earth.
The wheel is the road that the sea has traveled several times. When he was fifteen, he went to Huaining, Anqing and returned to his hometown at the age of twenty-five.
I know how far he has come in those ten years.
November 7, 5