After all, I was young, soon gained my health again. One said to me that his boss was kind enough to let him stay on his yacht for a week because he painted a beautiful naked picture of the mistress on the wall of love nest. Alas, finally he sold his soul to devil to become rich.

      One never forgot our friendship and invited me to go with him. We had a merry party on yacht with a big round moon in the sky. I was thick-skinned to hang around on a rich man’s yacht, or else how could I have such a chance?

      Happiness always could not last for long. A gang of pirates robbed the yacht, were you kidding me? However, it was true. I threw myself into water and did not know what happened to my friend and his boss. I kept swimming until finally I encountered a small island. Thank God, or else I could not be alive anymore for I was exhausted.

      Being alone on the isolated island, I had to fill my brain with something else so that I could be sane. After knocked two conches, I ate them in a gulp, or else I would starve myself to death. I knew there were terrible parasites, but I had no choice. The food was horrible; I had to swallow them quickly before I vomited.

      After that, I decided to lie under a coconut tree to think of something to divert myself.

      I had been reading for 30 years, still I was not tired of it and I guessed I would love it the rest of my life if I could be alive. I had been writing for 30 years too. Now I decided to write something without external help. There was no external help on the isolated island.  

      Before, I wrote something in English with the help of English dictionary. Now I decided to write it totally on my own. Now I lived on an isolated island, the only thing I could do to get rid of boredom was writing. By the way, I did not know Chinese; the only language I knew was English. Of course, I had no pen and paper for me to write something, but at least I could write in my own brain.

      I had been thinking of it for a long time, what should I write? I should write thing I liked most and am most familiar. What was that? I thought there were my life and my knowledge, in a word, my scope.

      I wrote it in my brain, so it was impossible to edit. Actually, there was also no need to turn around for life itself was nothing but once.