One day, he finally got tired of this indifference and entanglement. He went upstream and felt the water getting warmer and warmer, but his heart was still very lonely. When he put his head out of the water, he saw the warm sun, the bright world, the wide sea breeze, and a small red fish sitting on the nearby waves. The little fish sat firmly on it and shuttled back and forth with the waves, as if sitting in a cradle, so happy. Xiaoyu also saw him and greeted him warmly. "Hi, old fish, how are you?" Hmm? The fish got a fright. Am I that old? She called me old fish? He said angrily, "You are so rude. I'm still young. How can you call me old man? " Fish sighed, pretended to understand, said hello again and said, "Hello, Grandpa Fish." He bit his teeth a few times in anger. Fish giggled and said, "If you dare to give me any advice again, I'll call you an old fish." Just try it. "He laughed with anger. Thought, interesting little fish.
Big fish is cold, small fish is warm, big fish is hard, small fish is soft, big fish is melancholy, small fish is happy, big fish is thick, small fish is gentle, big fish is steady, and small fish is naughty. This is just their performance. In fact, the benefits of early childhood education to big fish are warm, small fish are cold, big fish are happy, small fish are depressed, big fish are naughty, small fish are steady and gentle, but small fish are not rude. What happens when two completely different fish are together? Of course we often quarrel.
The next day, he will pretend not to see anything, and then come to play with the little fish. This little fish is easy to coax. After a sleep, he won't remember the enemy of the big fish. He is still happy to see him. Slowly, the days passed by. When a big fish is happy, he will miss a small fish in Doby. Sometimes when he is entangled in seaweed at the bottom of the water, he will also wonder what the little fish sitting on the waves are doing. Although they are different from each other, this does not prevent them from remembering each other.
One day, the big fish went out for a walk and had a whim. He really wants to see the sea. He swam upstream and suddenly found a strange thing, a small fishbone hanging upside down. It must have been many years, and the bones have been painted milky white by the sea. It's just strange that she still keeps her head down, as if she would swim to the end even if she died. The big fish swam near, and suddenly he stopped moving. He would recognize her when she turned to dust. This is a small fish on the spray. She came to his side, but she was too young to adapt to the cold, but she still retained her inner desire, gave the ocean a handstand figure, gave it a determination to swim to the end, and gave it a loving heart.
The big fish is holding the small fish, as if holding the best baby in the world, the most intimate and soft action, swimming slowly, downstream, to the bottom of the water ... ...
No one can see his tears because he is in the water.
If time can go back and let people who have experienced emotional pain choose again, I think they may not let themselves start that relationship again, but choose to hide each other in their hearts, hoping that everything will stay at that beautiful moment when they first met.