Dreaming

Outside the window, the bright moonlight, I gradually fell asleep...

Breaking through the sticky egg shell, I drilled out of the transparent film. Stretched my body and started my first swimming practice.

Suddenly, my mother wandered around with me and other brothers and sisters and fled in general. It turned out that a large oil tanker was taking oil, and the water around the ship became black, and as long as it was touched, it was a hit. I just traveled desperately, but I hate humans very much.

Finally escaped. After many years, I grew up. The long body looks flexible. At this time, it is facing a new crisis - white pollution. A large number of fish and shrimp died. My brothers and sisters are also hiding in pollution. Only a handful of them still barely have a bit of alive. But did not escape the danger zone. I only feel dizzy, tired and hungry. I can't support it. Finally, I finally lost consciousness. When I woke up, I was in a deep stone cave. Fortunately, this stone cave was deep and was not seriously polluted. I gradually recovered my strength. Also to the seaside resort. At this time, I have become one of the few survivors. So feel lonely. Recalling what my mother had said: "Our fish are extremely difficult to survive, not only to get rid of many invincible pursuits, but also to meet the challenges of humanity." My heart left a shadow of hatred for human cruelty. But after all, I am a survivor, and I have to take good care of my life. As long as there is a glimmer of hope, I have to live stubbornly in the cradle of the sea.

In the end, I didn't get rid of the entanglement of death.

It was very hot that day, I was swimming in the shallow sea, and I was having a good time. I drove a boat. There was a thin, cold man on the boat that didn't look like a hot animal. He then walked to the side of the boat and laid a round giant net to me and other companions. In an instant, I was thrown into the cabin by the net. The people in the cabin are still talking. I feel that I have difficulty breathing. I tried to make my best effort to jump out and hit the board with a "squeaky" and "squeaky" sound. Seeing it is going to jump out. The man walked quickly and took a hook and inserted it into my spine. I felt a sharp pain in my heart, and I was cramping all over my body. I feel that life is on the verge of death, and I can't help but feel a little scared. I was shaking, but it didn't take long for me to stop moving, and any part was still. There is no awareness and vitality. No longer need to think about food shortages and environmental pollution. Just in my heart, cursing those people's cold hearts.

I woke up, looking at the rising sun, wiping the sweat on my forehead, I couldn't help but recall the dream I had just called for life.