Composition: The story of me and the fish

One Sunday afternoon, our family of three went to the big park to play. We looked here and there, but we didn't find anything interesting. At this time, I saw a pond in the center of the park. There was a circle of people around the pond, and they were all in high spirits. I also had itchy hands, so we rented fishing rods and went fishing. Dad caught a small fish first to see how successful he was, but then his mother caught a big fish. When Dad saw it, he was stunned with surprise. Next it was my turn. I first stuck the bait on the hook and then threw the fishing line into the water. After a while, the buoy moved. I remembered that I couldn’t fish like a kitten and had to be patient, so I waited. It took him a few seconds to quickly lift the fishing rod, but time waited for no one. The fish had already snatched the bait away from the hook. well!

In the end, we harvested seven "trophies" and went home happily.

Fish farming

After these seven "immigrants" came to our home, I moved out a beautiful fish tank, filled it with clear tap water, and fed them my favorite fish. Leo biscuits, but they didn’t appreciate it and went on a hunger strike. As soon as I got close, the little fishes would run around in fear and often hit the glass fish tank with their mouths, making a clicking sound. After two days, the little fish began to eat something one after another, but two of them became weak and often floated flat in the fish tank. Why is this happening? I thought about it for a long time and finally understood that Xiaoyu is just like us. He has lost his freedom and his companions and will never be happy.

Release the fish

After understanding the thoughts of the small fish, I decided to release them quickly. I took Xiaoyu to Jiabao Park. I gently put them into the lake and watched them swim away...

Goodbye, little fish!

The story between me and the little goldfish

There are two beautiful little goldfish in the beautiful big fish tank at my grandma’s house. Their bodies are all orange. The little goldfish are lively, smart and loved by everyone. They shuttle freely among aquatic plants and rockeries every day, bringing endless fun to viewers.

The naughty little goldfish are so cute, my parents and I like them very much. Sometimes, the little goldfish rolled several times in the water, which made our whole family amused. Every time I would say to my good friends: "My naughty bag is jumping around today and is so cute." When I get home from school, I will definitely be the first to see them and feed them some food. Take good care of them.

It’s more fun when I feed the goldfish. I never forget to feed them when I go home every day. When I go to feed them with fish feed, they will always swim over briskly with their little tails swaying obediently, looking at me eagerly, as if they are saying to me : "Little master, give us something to eat quickly. We are very hungry!" After I fed it, they started to eat eagerly. They could always swim over quickly and nimbly to take the food in one bite. He swallowed it as if he was afraid of being eaten by someone else. When they eat, they always stand up first, open their mouths, and rush towards the food quickly, and then spit out two or three more of the food they just swallowed. They look so interesting! Whenever they are full, they will swim freely in their little world: sometimes they jump around in the water plants and hide here and there; sometimes they swim out of the water arrogantly, as if they are full of interest in the world. Curiosity; sometimes he swims three times around the fish tank energetically and circles around some weird big rocks I put in the fish tank, as if he is solemnly expressing his gratitude to me; sometimes he hides under the water plants and whirls. The ground fell asleep; sometimes the two little goldfish blew bubbles to each other, as if telling their happy mood. When my mother was cleaning the fish tank, I would deliberately put a small wooden stick on the edge of the fish tank to tease them. The little goldfish seemed to see old friends, swimming happily around my small wooden stick. So interesting!

I love my little goldfish and I love little animals. Just because I love them, they bring me endless fun and happiness, which makes my happy childhood the icing on the cake! Therefore, we must love and protect them.

My story with the goldfish

The morning sun is always so bright.

After falling asleep for a short while, I woke up with an inexplicable heart palpitation. I felt something sticky on my back, and it turned out that I was already soaked with sweat. Looking at the dilapidated windows of our dormitory, and then turning to look at the clock on the bedside table, I saw that it was just past 6:30, and the July morning had already come very early.

It's always been like this lately.

I hugged the sheets and wanted to sink into that dream again, but my final thoughts had turned into some messy fragments. The mess is like a messed up ball of thread, with no way to clean it up, and I just feel a suffocating sinking feeling.

My feet feel soft when I step on the floor, and my whole body feels like I don’t belong.

The PC on the table is still flashing faintly there. The brother on the lower bunk must be working too hard. He is still working hard to "develop" this game software. This has been going on for two or three days. It is not easy. ah.

"Turn off the computer. If you can only get inspiration for "developing" game software at night, it's already dawn and it's time to rest.

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The sunlight still shines through the window and reflects on the crystal glass tank, refracting little golden threads and blurring my eyes. In a trance, I only feel that the goldfish in the tank are happily swimming towards me. As he raised his hand, he wagged his tail and opened his mouth towards me.

I then remembered that I hadn't given them food or water for several days, and I couldn't help feeling sorry for myself. I felt guilty for not paying attention.

So I quickly ran to the canteen downstairs and took the most delicious bread in our school. It liked noodles as much as I did. When Zhang Yishe was anxious, I always felt warm love in my heart.

When I brought them back, I was still thinking, I want them to live a happy and loving life forever. Together. But due to my carelessness, one of them left me. It may not be suitable for me as the master, but I like you so much. I love you so much. Look at your struggle to leave. Go, there is a pain in my heart, it seems to be bleeding without end...

I once thought that they would stay in each other's lives for a long time, and thought that as long as they were hidden deep in my heart, they would never disappear. A person who is shy to express himself, I thought you would always like him.

Looking at the back of the person who walked out of sight, I couldn’t bear to take good care of him. Just a goldfish. I believe you will like me.

Every windy day, every lonely dusk, I like to quietly listen to the wind chime on the window sill of the bedroom next door. Blow the bell.

Every time hope is shattered, it involves the deepest pain in the heart.

Looking at the little life swimming quietly at the bottom of the tank, all kinds of things will happen. Deep sorrow.

The sun shines on it, spreading golden light. At the bottom of the cup of life, I know that everything can be let go.

On a clear morning, when the sun shone on me, there was a kind of holiness surrounding me.

I smiled for the first time in a long time.

I felt pure in my heart. Clear and bright.