A small bream waddled on the surface of the water and swam deeper. Like a fallen leaf.

Since you love, why don’t you say it out loud? Some things are lost and you can never get them back.

The fish took the bait because it fell in love with the fisherman and was willing to use its life to make the fisherman smile.

Denched in the rainy air, tired and sad, the fairy tale in my memory has slowly melted away.

I put down my dignity, my personality, my stubbornness, just because I can’t let you go.

Love is a flower growing on the edge of a cliff. If you want to pick it, you must have courage.

You want a promise, even if you know that it will lose its trace like a kiss lingering on the skin.

Many white dots flicker in the water, like stars dotting the clear sky on a summer night. They are schools of fish playing in the water.

The big goldfish gathered together, chasing and pecking at the food, much like the big chrysanthemums blooming in the pond.

The fish scales flickered in the sun, really like wearing a suit of silver armor. Fish swim around in the water, under the early morning sun.

The fish waved their hands and played with their companions. They kissed the water, and their curious eyes seemed to want to see the world on land; they enjoyed the cool under the lotus leaves, listened to the dragonflies telling stories, and danced briskly with their dancing partners.

If life is just like the first meeting, I would rather that person is not you. The person I have been waiting for is still on the way.

With you in this life, my love is so strong. In fact, I have long understood your last look back when you left. It was the most helpless decision in the world. Your reluctance is silent. Speechless.

You left, taking all my love with you. It was just a word of farewell. I held back my tears and looked at your back. I really wanted to hug you one last time, and I really wanted to say to you again." I love you".

The fire of love should not be rekindled. Rekindled, those beautiful memories of the past will disappear.

The body of this goldfish is red, and a large tulle-like tail is covered with red patterns. From a distance, it looks like a big red ball of pompom. The goldfish's big tail is like colored silk, and its bulging eyes seem to be able to understand everything. The goldfish's eyes were blinking constantly, like the shining stars in the night sky.

The black goldfish looks very fierce, with its whole body black and its scales shining silver, as if it is wearing a shiny black armor, a big black tail, like the hem of a black shirt, and its gills are together. He was lying down, like a strong man blowing air.

The red goldfish has a red tumor on its head, like a red hat. The edge of the tail is floral, like a floral skirt. It swims like a red cloud floating in the sky.

Sometimes, it is precisely because of love that we hide away quietly. What we hide away from is the figure, but what we cannot hide from is the silent feeling.

As the saying goes: "Failure is the mother of success." I have learned a lot of experience from each failure. Finally, when the buoy sank again, I quickly lifted the fishing rod. Ah, fish! Although it is small, I am satisfied if I can catch fish. I, don’t mention how happy I am.