Chapter 20 wandering fish

I am destined not to forget that fish.We met in that way and parted in that way, even in the days to come, even if I wandered to a distant place again, I will never forget the moment when I parted from it and the peaceful road river. I bought the fish at the fish market.At that time, I really wanted to make a crucian carp tofu soup. You may not be able to find such a dish in restaurants in the capital, and even if you do, it may not taste like that.So I went to the fish market, there are a lot of fish there.I bought a catty of live crucian carp, packed it in a plastic bag and brought it back to my wandering home.I wash the fish first, and then kill it, which is the way in the south.That is to keep the blood of the fish, so that the soup tastes fresh.However, the last fish, that is, the liveliest fish, has been evading my catching and killing. When it was the only one left in the basin, I thought it would be unable to hide.When I finally caught it, it bounced hard in my hand, still trying to get away.Such a fish, a small crucian carp, does not succumb to the fate of being slaughtered, it just struggles hard.It feels the force of my hand, and I feel the vitality of its small firm and smooth body.

Of course, I decided to kill it, I bought them for soup in the first place.However, when my right hand holding the knife was raised, I changed my mind and decided to buy a glass aquarium to keep it.In this way, it escaped the fate of being slaughtered as it wished.So, I started a similar life.It swims alone in the fish tank, and I write alone at the desk. Occasionally, when I have free time, I walk to the desk and look at it silently.At this time, it also became active, looking at me happily swinging my silver body.I think I like it a little bit, and it must have a kind of feeling for me, meeting and getting to know each other.We live such a life, I often fall in love with the noisy world outside, and I think it must also miss those happy times in the past.

The days passed really quickly, I took it in during the summer, and autumn has come in a blink of an eye.Since the house I live in has no heating facilities and I am not used to burning a stove, I decided to move to a new place to live.Before moving, I thought about it for a long time, and I couldn't decide whether to take it with me.After getting along these days, it can't be said that there is no feeling at all.I think when I eat, I can't forget to give it a grain or two, and I watch it eat the small rice grains while I eat.These little scenes are engraved in my memory, I am a little bit reluctant to bear it.But when I think about it, there are so many belongings in front of me, including computers, printers, books, paper, etc., and they are all invisible to water. Bringing them means that there must be a person to hold the fish tank. It was far away. After thinking about it for a long time, I finally decided to release it in the river behind, or let it go back to nature, where it is the real paradise.

So, I took the fish tank, somewhat reluctantly, and put it in the river with willows and clear water.I think, when I get to the river, it will quickly forget me, it will happily jump into the water, and swim hard to the depths of the river.However, it doesn't have that.I put it into the water, and it drank a few mouthfuls of water as if it was not used to it, wagging its tail, but swam leisurely in place.It didn't go away, and for a moment I was a little moved, I thought it was reluctant to leave, I took a few steps back, and I saw that it was still wandering there aimlessly, it lingered, as if walking, and a little Like a child lost in the forest and unable to find his way.My heart was suddenly pulled at this moment. I think this little fish has been used to swimming in a small environment after staying in a small fish tank for a long time. Entering the river, it doesn't know how big the river is, and it forgets the past swimming.

This is the whole process of a life being imprisoned under my eyes. It was originally the most vigorous fish in a group of fish, so it escaped my butcher's knife, but after such a period of rest, it has Lost that most precious vitality.Thinking this way, I picked up a stone from the ground and threw it into the water.The stone hit the water, splashing a bunch of small waves.It was this blow that brought back the memories of the past. When the waves splashed, the little fish suddenly shook its body, like an arrow shooting towards the middle of the river, swimming to the point where it was floating. The white cloud disappeared in the river.

After a long time, I turned around and walked back the way I came.It suddenly occurred to me that the fish tank in my hand was a glass prison, and it was like entering a prison if it lived in it, but I never thought about it this way, I always thought it was with me, in such a beautiful place. In the glass jar, I have entered the land of tenderness.People really sometimes understand it this way and get used to it.