The story of two fishes is very much like love

In a distant sea, there was a beautiful but lonely big fish. He has no friends, no play partners, and no nest of his own. He just wanders lonely in the deepest and coldest seabed every day. There are many seaweeds that often entangle him. He walks through these beautiful or not beautiful seaweeds and listens. The lonely sound, drop by drop, is like the bubbles it spits out. One day, he finally got tired of the coldness and entanglement. He went upstream and felt the temperature of the water getting warmer, but there was still a lonely voice in his heart. When he put his head out of the water, he saw the warm sun, the bright world, the broad sea breeze, and, moreover, a small red fish sitting on a wave of water nearby. The little fish sat steadily on it, following the waves back and forth, as if sitting on a cradle, looking so happy. Xiaoyu also saw him and greeted him warmly, "Hi, old man fish, how are you?" Huh? The fish was startled. Am I that old? She actually called me Old Man Fish? He said angrily, "You are so rude. I am still very young. How can you call me old man?" Xiaoyu said oh, pretending to understand, and said hello again, "Hello, old man." Grandpa Fish." He was so angry that he gritted his teeth several times. Xiaoyu chuckled and said, "If you dare to raise an opinion again, I'll call you the immortal fish. Try it." He was so angry that he had no choice but to laugh. I thought to myself, what an interesting little fish. The fish took out an empty circle made of wire, scooped up some sea water, and made it into a water mirror. Then he handed it to him and curled his lips and said, "See for yourself, I feel so lonely and old." He saw for himself. When I looked at it, I was shocked. It was indeed a lonely and haggard man. Xiaoyu took the mirror back and said, "You must be down there a lot. Remember to come up and bask in the sun. For people like me, I am very experienced in sunbathing. If you don't understand anything, just ask me." Okay. "It's fresh, I haven't heard of anything else about sunbathing. He thought, "Then tell me." Xiaoyu smiled and said, it's actually simple. That is, when the sun shines, you come out and start basking in the sun. The big fish smiled. This little fish full of sunshine is quite interesting. In this way, the big fish and the small fish became friends. Frequently tease and chat. Big fish come to the sea for longer and longer periods of time. Over time, they became good friends. The big fish is very cold, the small fish is very warm, the big fish is very hard, the small fish is very soft, the big fish is very melancholy, the small fish is very happy, the big fish is very rough, the small fish is very gentle, the big fish Very stable, small fish are very naughty, this is just their performance. In fact, big fish can also be warm, small fish can also be cold, big fish can also be happy, small fish can also be depressed, big fish can also be naughty, small fish can also be stable, big fish can also be gentle, but small fish can not be rough. . What would happen if two very different fish come together? Of course we often quarrel. Sometimes the noise would last until two o'clock at night, and the little fish would be very angry. The big fish wouldn't coax her, so he would flick his tail and swim into the deep sea. The little fish sat on the waves and cried to the moon. His tears fell into the sea drop by drop, but the sea must be too big. What are these tears? Xiaoyu stopped crying after thinking about it. No one was there to coax her, so she just had to do it herself. She just sat there looking at the big eyes of the stars and said to herself, "Don't be angry, little fish. I'll comfort you. It's wrong of me to make you angry. I won't lose my temper again. I'm really sorry. I'll calm you down." I will love you." She smiled herself, with tears still on her face. In fact, the big fish is not so cruel. He is watching the small fish from a distance. Seeing her coaxing herself, he was too embarrassed to go over. The next day he would pretend not to see anything and come to play with the little fish again. Xiao Yu is very easy to coax. After a good sleep, he no longer remembers Big Yu's grudges. He still looks so happy to see him. Slowly, the days passed like this day by day. When the big fish is happy, it will also tease the small fish. Sometimes when it is entangled in the seaweed at the bottom of the water, it will also think about what the small fish sitting on the waves is doing. Although they are different from each other, it does not prevent them from remembering each other. Although the big fish likes to play with the small fish, he is a cold-loving fish, and his home must be at the bottom of the sea. Although the stones on the seabed are cold, the grass on the seabed is messy, and the world under the sea is lonely, they are all extremely real to him. Although the little fish on the waves is interesting and warm, for him, the warmer it is, the more unreal it is, and the brighter it is, the more distant it is. No fish in the sea can change its attributes for the other party. It’s not that you don’t want to change, it’s that you can’t change.

No matter whether the warmer becomes colder or the colder becomes warmer, whether the people on the sea go to the sea or the people under the sea settle at sea, there is only one ending: death because they cannot adapt. There were more big fish coming, and he already felt uncomfortable. His scales were falling off and his defensive coat was softening, which was a terrible phenomenon for him. For the last time, he told Xiaoyu that he could no longer visit her. The little fish on the waves nodded, very well-behaved, not noisy or making trouble, because she knew it in her heart. This was the last time they basked in the sun together, with the breeze blowing gently on the sea. The big fish felt pain in his skin, and the little fish felt pain in his heart. The little fish's tears fell into the sea drop by drop. She looked at Big Fish and said, "Big Fish, I really want to quarrel with you again. Then I will remember your bad ways, so I won't have to think about your good ones, and I won't miss you so much." The fish looked at the little fish and said slowly, "You are the little guy I hate the most." Then he slowly sank down and closed his eyes. It was all black and there was no sound from the little fish. , only the whistling of the sea breeze came faintly. The big fish finally returned to the bottom of the sea. Many years have passed. He never went to sea again. Because he is a brave big fish, he will occasionally think of that little fish. I wonder how she is doing, whether she has found a happy companion to play with, and whether she will think of me occasionally. I also asked Flowing Tide to inquire about her news, and all the replies were that I had never seen that little fish on the waves. One day later, the big fish went out for a walk, and suddenly had a whim, and wanted to wander around on the sea. He swam upwards, and suddenly found a strange thing halfway through the swim, a small upside-down fish bone. It must have been many years since the bones were painted milky white by the sea water. It's just strange that she still has her head facing down, as if she wants to swim to the end even if she is dead. The big fish swam closer, and suddenly he stopped moving and turned into ashes. He would have recognized her. She was the little fish on the waves. She came to find him, but she was too young. She could not adapt to the cold, but she still maintained her inner wish to give the ocean an upside-down figure, the determination to swim to the end, and also gave the ocean a A loving heart. The big fish hugs the small fish, as if it is holding the best baby in the world, with the most intimate and gentle movements, swimming slowly, swimming downward, swimming to the bottom... swimming... No one can see it His tears, because of him, are in the water.