At the end of the long road was a night sky full of stars.
The journey of the long world is full of too many material temptations. Can't tell you how much of everything promised to you has yet to be realized.
Reluctant to let go of my hand, unwilling to let you go, unwilling to watch you walk out of my life.
------------CHEER Gorgeous Adventure
This morning I woke up and clearly remembered my own dream with CHEER's face. The whole dream was all about running for your life later LOG stood in front of the window and took my hand and said to me, "It's okay. Jump down. I'm here. Your life is as important as mine. Those words lingered in my mind until I woke up. I guess I must have missed her a lot. Honey, come back soon.
Just finished watching a short film "In Search of the Golden Age" a documentary on Mr. Wang Xiaobo I believe. It was actually quite boring, the whole 27 minutes was constantly tracing the writer's past. I was probably interested in the fact that there were too many videos from Mr. Wang Xiaobo himself and his works. It's kind of funny how this short film came about. I went to two bookstores today, and at the second one, I spent the afternoon watching it and my back straightened out. When I was ready to leave, the staff said they had a disk to give away for free. But it is a computer disk, out of the greedy cheap mentality, think anyway, my family has a computer, went to see what disk. Disks to a lot of the last only to find out so interested. Speaking of which, it is not a waste of time for me to stand there with a sore back and read a book in the afternoon. It's always a rewarding experience.
Today I went to the countryside with my mom, and I was walking alone on the path in the field. As I walked, a small animal crawling slowly caught my eye.
On closer inspection, it turned out to be a small snail. I had an idea that I wanted to walk with this little snail. So, I walked slowly, afraid that the little snail would not be able to keep up. When I took a few steps, I turned around and saw that the little snail was so far away from me.
I pushed behind it, but it was still crawling slowly like that. I pushed it, I bluffed it, I scolded it, and the snail looked at me with an apologetic gaze, as if to say, "I did my best!"
The snail could not crawl fast enough, but it kept crawling. In order to get to where it wants to go, in order to accomplish the goals it has set for itself.
What are our goals? How do we accomplish them? The snail accomplished its goals by its own efforts and by its spirit of never giving up. We need to learn from the snail's spirit to accomplish our goals!
Life is often a source of inspiration, but it does not send it to us. Life proceeds according to its own pattern and laws, and everyone has the right to be inspired by it. It gives everyone a chance, but the question is whether we can find the "revelation" in it. The man who thinks hard is, in a sense, the man who searches diligently for revelation ------ with unanswered questions, with all sorts of doubts. Thinking about life itself, thinking about the phenomena in life, you will be gifted by life.
Rain is soft, is the world's lightest thing, knocking not that heavy reinforced concrete buildings. The tiled hut is different, rain drops on it, tinkling and immediately making a pleasant sound. Those who are in the hut are also blessed to be close to nature in the rain. When the rain is fast and furious, the sound is generous and exciting, like a hundred horses roaring together, like ten thousand horses galloping. The rain slows down, the sound is also weak, gently into your heart, like a warm spring breeze in the ear, the tiles seem to be set up for the rain, they play dutifully, listening to the rain people will be the heart of the endless feelings.
People like to sit quietly and listen to the rain when their hearts are full of nostalgia and sadness. The old man's ambition is to "listen to the wind blowing rain in the dead of night, the iron horse icy river into the dream"; the beauty of the late twilight of the "yellow leaf tree in the rain, under the lamp white head of the person" of the grievances; the lover of the love of the "sycamore more and fine rain, to dusk. The lover of love has "wutong more and fine rain, to the dusk, dot by dot" of Suo Huai; sentimental poets have "small building one night listening to the spring rain, deep alleys tomorrow morning selling apricot blossoms" of reverie.
A round of golden yellow full moon has been hanging high in the sky, to the ground shed bright moonlight, like a veil of general gentleness. The clouds in the sky were very light, the wind was very light, the moonlight was very beautiful, which formed a beautiful picture. In the deep blue night sky, the moon looks more round, brighter and more beautiful. Can such a beautiful moon not make one's heart flutter? The full moon is very naughty, a moment into the cloud sister's arms, a moment and the stars talk, a moment to sing and dance ...... really can't do anything about it. At this time, my father said: "In fact, the moon does not shine. It is like a mirror, reflecting the sun's light to the earth, so these lights are not hot."
The silvery moonlight reflected off a few feathery light clouds. My family and I sat around, eating mooncakes and chatting about family matters, and it felt wonderful. I remembered the poem "Drinking Alone Under the Moon" written by Li Bai, a poet of the Tang Dynasty, and chanted aloud, "A pot of wine between flowers, drinking alone without relatives. Raise your glass to invite the moon, and you can see three people in the shadows." As soon as the words left my mouth, applause rose in all directions. We are all very appreciative of my emotional performance.
The family happily chewed the sweet mooncakes, watched the exceptionally bright full moon, talked about various beautiful legends of the Mid-Autumn Festival, and enjoyed the joy of Mid-Autumn reunion and family harmony.
The stream
The transparent water of the stream is as clear as a mother's eyes.
Spring, your eyes are a splash of color;
Summer, your eyes are a rich green;
Autumn, your eyes are a clear blue;
Winter, you are tired - close your eyes, and stop singing.
You take in the clouds in the blue sky, the evening sun at dusk, and the stars in the night sky; and you leave behind my childhood figure.
Heh! The rustling sugarcane forest by this stream, with its sweet-smelling wind, had blown my childhood dreams! I lay by your side and felt the happiness of leaning on my mother's breast ......
You are an old song in our lives--
You look out and see the procession of bride-welcomers on donkeys coming, and a few shawms playing mournful music;
You look to see a few stout men, carrying bulky wooden coffins coming, sending the old man up the hill;
You hear it, too: the unicycle at the foot of the hill, with its squeaking and muffled voice, groaning through the poor land ......
Without you, who left us the colors of nature;
Who gives us record of the sorrows and joys of the mountain people?
Transparent stream, you gave me eyes that could distinguish colors.
When I was by your side and found myself becoming a teenager, I had to travel far.
You sent me out of the mountains like the mother who raised me!
My feelings:
The article begins by treating the stream as a "mother's eye", and then goes on to describe the colors that come out of the eye in spring, summer, autumn and winter, which is a song to the stream as well as to the mother, for the stream has "left behind my childhood". I had "left my childhood figure", had let me enjoy the happiness of motherly love: she remembered everything that happened in the ravine, remembered "the sorrows and joys of the mountain people", and sent "me" out of the mountain, who had been brought up. She remembered everything that happened in the ravine, "the sorrows and joys of the mountain people," and sent "me," who had been brought up, out of the mountains. The stream is a song, the mother is a song, and the article itself is a mournful lyrical mountain song. The stream, my "mother". Mother, just like the stream. Mother. You watched me grow up and took care of me. I love the feeling of being with you, the feeling of being with you. I feel a mother's love! Please forgive me for being naughty as a child, please forgive me for not knowing anything when I was young! Let me make up for it now. I love you, my mother
Today I saw the blog hotel cat again, its hair snow white snow white, there is a small piece of a small piece of yellow hair, it is really cute, and with me especially good it, to say also a little strange, every time I stroked it when she would meow meow, as if to see its master. Sometimes when I talk to her, she seems to understand me. When I tell her to come with me, she meows and follows me. She also loves fish, I fed her a lot of fish today, and whenever I give her fish, she seems to be very grateful, and meows a few times before she lowers her head to eat.
I have always loved cats, they have very good ears and can hear even the smallest sounds. A cat's whiskers can also be used to measure mouse holes.
When I went home to say goodbye to him, he was still a little reluctant to leave, looking at me with his bright eyes, and meowing right beside me, as if he were saying goodbye to me.
The hot summer is often a test of perseverance, everyone's perseverance is different, but the door to knowledge is always open. It depends on whether you and I are willing to walk in from afar. Walked through the heat, also represents you on a new starting point. Today I inadvertently read a book, see Tong Di Zhou this text, Tong Di Zhou study is very poor, but he worked hard, morning and evening are reasonable use of learning, from the last place to become the first. I was greatly inspired by it: no matter what you do to succeed, you must put in hard work and sweat to get the joy of a good harvest. This in turn reminds me of a famous saying, "A little work goes a long way." What a great quote. My spirit was lifted and I found the tonic my spirit needed. Toward the past, I studied well again, and every day the teacher took us to the ocean of knowledge and broke through a difficult barrier. Got a good share of the spoils of war.
Make me firm beliefs, exercise the will and continue to learn to climb the spirit. Waiting for the next challenge ......
Staying at home and doing homework, I can't help but feel a little bored, except for reading or watching TV, accompanying my grandparents to play a couple of decks of cards, looking for fun. The mother is very harsh on me, often in my ear nagging, must let me review the language, mathematics and English, said what "immediately after graduation, the promotion of junior high school is still so relaxed! I had to resign myself to the fact that I had to do half of my homework in just five days! Amazing! My summer vacation, although breathing a sigh of relief, but still "closed door self-study", alas, bad luck!
Swimming is my essential sport in the summer, in the blue waves of a fierce leap, will let the blue Zhanzhan, cool pool water, cool to the whole body, soak through the heart. Although in the pool occasionally drink a few mouthfuls of water, but in the pool still feel great, very cool! In the hot summer, to a few doggy style, a few breaststroke, there is a sense of leisure and fashion.
Summer vacation, there is comfort and joy in the humdrum. Boring and happy life ah! Oh.
Today, because the weather is hot, so my dad took me to the river to play, and brought bottles of fish. When I came to the river, my father sat under a big tree to cool off, and I played with water and caught fish in the river.
Suddenly, I saw a shrimp, I thought it was a fish, so I was eager to put it up, but I did not expect it to run away. I went after it again, and it was hard to get my hands around it, cradled it in the bottle, and took a closer look, ah, it turned out to be a shrimp. At this point, I was like a deflated ball, all of a sudden soft. I thought: it was hard to catch it, I'd better keep it! Then I caught a few more fish and put them in the bottle to keep the shrimp company.
I carried the bottle forward proudly, accidentally stepped on a piece of moss on the stone. I heard a thud, and I was covered in water like a drowned chicken. The fish and shrimp in the bottle also took this opportunity to run away, leaving an empty bottle in the water. I picked up the bottle and walked to the shore sullenly. I picked up the bottle and walked to the shore in a sulky mood. I ended up going home soaking wet.
When I was a kid, I was always in school, and seldom had any close contact with nature, so I was very unfamiliar with a lot of things in nature, and I will definitely have more contact with nature in the future.
Tagore once said: "Bees sip nectar from flowers and thank them when they leave. The pompous butterfly, however, believes that the flower should thank him." When we are in a mutually beneficial relationship with others, both parties should offer thanks. The earth selflessly provides us with shelter to give our lonely hearts a home; the earth enthusiastically provides us with energy to make our hungry stomachs happy. We return to the earth with a high rate of development, so that the heart that pays can be harvested.
Friends, family, and everyone behind us are a force of support and confidence. Without complaint, they warm our growing hearts with love and encourage our tender hearts with action. "Whoever gives me a drop of water, I will return him the whole ocean." This is a famous quote by Hua Mei. It echoes the old Chinese saying, "The kindness of a drop of water should be repaid by the spring of water." It echoes the old Chinese saying, "A drop of kindness is returned by a spring of water. If, when you are in trouble, the person behind you extends a helping hand to help you, you should be ten times more grateful to help him.
You know, every flower and every grass is a tender heart. When you cruelly strangle these hearts that are eager to survive, isn't your heart dripping with blood? But if you save these hearts, do you dare to pleasure? God is going to punish you for violating the right to life of others!
So when you embrace the whole world with a grateful heart, when you repay the whole world with a grateful heart, the true meaning of the earth is all around you.
Today I went to my uncle's house. A few years ago, I was not afraid of anything at my uncle's house, to eat and play without restraint. And now, although they are enthusiastic, but less of a pure love, more disconnection, polite to treat me as an outsider. I can only talk in a serious way, eat in a serious way, watch TV in a serious way. Suddenly miss that no big no small no scruples shouting, miss that picking fat and thin wolf swallowing eat east to eat west, more miss that horizontal and vertical no rules and regulations lying in bed constantly changing the TV channel ...... they let me do not constraints, but the mentality of my childhood is gone.
I began to sigh childhood is no longer, sigh childhood naivety and simplicity is no longer, sigh have do not know how to cherish ...... hold toys wandering in childhood had left laughter place, stay immersed in childhood memories do not want to wake up.
Today, I came to the skating rink, bought a ticket and put on skates. My brother told me the essentials of ice skating: "The body is slightly tilted forward, the legs bent down a little ......", my brother said while demonstrating, but how I did not dare to move half a step. So my brother and hold my hand, slowly backward, and I clutched my brother's hand, mouth also muttered: "You can not let go ah!" My brother saw this and said angrily, "You can't learn by always relying on me." I hurriedly said, "No, don't." My brother let go. I backed up a few steps and grabbed the handrail again, refusing to let go, while moving my pace like a grandmother walking. When my brother saw this, he glared at me and said, "How can you learn if you are so timid?" I blushed and thought: I'm not some stupid kid, I must be brave. Thinking of this, I once again mustered up the courage to learn from my brother's kind of skating up. Who knows did not slip a few steps "pop" a fall in the right, I rubbed the raw pain in the buttocks, climbed up, continue to slip up. My brother was cheering for me. Gradually, gradually, I seem to find the feeling, the more skating the more bold, the more skating the smoother, happy brother straight to praise me: "sister, you're great! You can learn faster than I can."
Today I went to my mother-in-law's house and saw a kitten, its hair snow white snow white, there is a small piece of a small piece of brown hair, it is really cute, and with me especially good it, to say also a little strange, every time I touch it she will meow meow, as if to see its master, but if others touch it when it becomes very fierce, and sometimes will bite people it. Sometimes when I talk to her, she seems to understand me. When I say, "Come with me, kitten," she follows me with a meow. I fed her a lot of fish today. Whenever I give her fish, she seems to be very grateful and meows a few times before she lowers her head to eat.
I have always loved cats because they catch mice and get rid of pests for humans. Cats have bright eyes that can see clearly even at night when you can't see anything, and their ears are so smart that they can hear even the smallest sounds. The cat's whiskers can also be used to measure mouse holes. The cat also has scratches for catching mice. It has a pad of flesh on its feet and walks softly and slowly.
When I left my mother-in-law's house today to say goodbye to the kitten, it was a little reluctant to leave, looking at me with its bright eyes and following me around meowing as if to say goodbye to me.
From today I like cats even more.
Summer vacation is coming to an end. With the beginning, of course, comes the end. The beginning of the school year, I will be another grade up, junior 3, time flies, time is like a shuttle ah ...... we always have to grow up, slowly step by step. It's nice to be with teachers and classmates again.
The school year has begun, I want to learn more things, more knowledge of the world, better understanding of the society, everything is both interesting and fun, but at the same time there is a lot of homework, a lot of books that can not be read. But school is still very good, like the beginning of school, like in school and classmates to learn together, play together ......
The robin also slept, quiet sleep, busy, feel this quiet summer, this charming summer night, enjoy the happy and simple summer vacation life, enjoy, enjoy! ...... reminiscing, reminiscing ......
Listen to the news, look at the newspaper, those sensational things are not rare. Some corrupt officials were originally two-sleeved clean, because of their own greed, they pushed themselves into the abyss; some delinquent teenagers were originally good character, but also because they could not withstand the temptation of the world of flowers, and step by step towards degeneration. And they, originally all did not want to be like this, just because of a thought, because in a moment lost control of their own perseverance, and cut off their own future.
Recalling the text we have learned, "Xu Zhongping's Righteousness is not to be taken", we can also feel that the impact of a single thought on a person is huge. Xu Zhongping, who was thirsty when he passed through Heyang in the middle of summer, faced with the temptation of a pear on the road and the influence of many people trying to eat it, could actually "sit under a tree and relax alone". Sitting under the tree, as if unperturbed. Did he not want to eat a pear to quench his thirst under the blazing sun? Wouldn't he feel bad if he didn't eat it? No, neither. He may once and for all with their own mental struggle, may be a few times want to reach out to pick the pear but then shrink back, a few times with such a "thought", but did not cause a "mistake", just because "the pear is no master, my heart is no master alone? I'm not going to be able to do that."
So, before a mistake is made, we should control ourselves so that we don't get hurt by a single thought - think more about "my heart has a master"!
The sound of the rain gradually stopped, and a clear light came in from behind the curtains. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that, but I'm going to be able to do it," he said! The cool clouds have dispersed, the residual drops on the leaves, reflecting the moon, like a thousand points of fluorescent light, flickering and moving. --I've never thought that there would be such a beautiful picture after the bitter rain and the lonely lamp!
The window stood for a while, slightly feel the coolness invasion. Turn around, suddenly dazzled, the house of other things, are hidden in the light clouds; a ghostly glory, only immersed in the wall painting Angel. --This white-clad Angel, clutching a flower, raising her wings, smiling faintly at me.
"It is as if I had seen this smile somewhere, when did I ever ......" I thought, without realizing it, as I sat down under the window, -- silently.
I sat there quietly, heard the sound of raindrops above my head, at this time there is a sound better than no sound, I feel immeasurable joy in my heart, as if I had drunk the immortal dew, sucked the Buddha's purest spirit, and there is a big float of the concept of immortality now. The sound is slow, sometimes urgent, sometimes high, sometimes low, sometimes loud, sometimes heavy, sometimes intermittent, sometimes like the sound of gold, sometimes like the yellow bells and lu, sometimes like a big pearl, sometimes like a small pearl falling from a jade disk, sometimes like red coral sinking into the sea, sometimes like playing the vein, sometimes like the dance of thunderbolts, sometimes like a hundred birds, sometimes like a rabbit fall migratory bird, I think of it, I can't help it, and I'm in a frenzy of joy and the wind is born at the bottom of the pen. The dead text seems to live up, I also seem to be overflowing with youthful vigor. I'm not sure if I've ever been in such a state of mind, but I'm sure I've never been in such a state of mind before," he said.
The splendor of the past generation is shattered in the green glow of the latter. The brilliant hall, only drunk in the dark fragrance of the flow of charm. The leisurely backyard flowers, singing the end of the red dust. With a bitter smile, is the king of Wu Fu-chai fell into it. With youth as a bet, shoulder a heavy burden, embark on an unknown journey. Ineffable tears, swim a whole spring and autumn. Lonely clouds of smoke mournfully sighing. The destruction of a dynasty is only drunk in the clouds and flowers.
Today, thousands of years later, people lifted the book, quietly through all the years, to see once like a flower like the moon, Xishi, with the blossoming of the years to interpret the firm belief that the Yue must destroy Wu. It turns out that youth in the dark has long been open a section of endless broken chapters, intriguing ......
How much power does a key have? I believe that in everyone's eyes the role of the key is very obvious, open the door, right. But is that really the only role? Accidents, perhaps, are also considered. Anyone who has seen "The 5 People You Meet in Heaven" should know what that ride car fell off because of. It was because of a car key, a lost key. So, could this be said to be the key?
There's a person whose entire life is lost because of that key, so isn't a step a life?
Is it worth it? The man was still searching for an answer to this question after his death, only the answer was not of this question. Was it joy or sorrow that a peaceful life was what he was looking for that mattered, only to know it after death?
Calm lake, like a mirror, quietly spread, as if time also stays, to appreciate the beauty of this moment of calm; it is not the sea's majestic and courageous, proud of the world's momentum, but it still has its ordinary ripples, to give you the enjoyment of the beauty of it, it will make your heart calm, no noisy mundane interruptions, as if the world is left only you and it.
The ordinary is also a kind of beauty, our country's ancient times and how many emperors are willing to stay in the four walls of the Imperial City, and how many of them do not want to take off a dragon robe, and plainly do a cloth people, living a truly belong to their own seemingly ordinary in fact, not ordinary life? China's great prose poet Tao Yuanming in the Eastern Jin Dynasty, and why not, he saw through the darkness of the officialdom, see through the viciousness of the human heart, do not want to bend over for the five buckets of rice, and from then on they will be secluded deep in the mountains, to do an ordinary hermit, living an ordinary life, living in their own life guidelines, living in their own lifelong pursuit of this, so he would issue such a poem "clothing stained not enough to cherish, but wish to do nothing."
Today, when you ask any child, "What do you want to do when you grow up?" you ask any child today. This is of course a very simple question. There will be many children who will answer, "To be a big official!" "To be the richest man in the country." Maybe even "I want to be the president of the country!" Very few of them say they want to be farmers or cleaners. It is clear that these children are very concerned about fame, fortune and power from a very young age. But it is good that they have their own ideals and goals in life. But how many of them have become state presidents, big state officials ．．．．．．
Perhaps it is because what they are pursuing is too extraordinary, so they live under such heavy ideological pressure and mental pressure, often making them suffer, worry; depressed． That is not as good as their own desire to set the ordinary some, some practical, then you will not only be easy and open to face everything in front of you, and will also be one of your best state to meet every challenge and hand over your best one answer sheet. At that time, the ordinary you will be surprised to find that you are not ordinary.
The ordinary makes you calm, the ordinary makes you frank, the ordinary makes you look down on everything, the ordinary makes your heart like water, a calm heart with you to realize your spiritual ideal. Then, the ordinary you will eventually into put out the extraordinary light!
Honesty
The first class this morning was taught by our homeroom teacher. Our class had a magic test.
The test began, I encountered a difficult problem, I want to write an astronomical number can be this question five points there are afraid to lose, so I asked me next to the small Li, Li is a member of the study in our class.
Then Li was really concentrating on the problem. I peeked over my head to look at Li's paper, but I didn't expect Li to say that looking at other people's exams is not the right behavior, and that's when my face burned. I thought he would tell the teacher ....
But I did not expect is that Li did not tell the teacher, but he gave me a chance to change back, the second period after class I went to ask Li how you do not tell the teacher, Li at this point gave me a whole lot of reasoning.
The next day the teacher held the paper to the teacher to put our results announced, this time I and my classmates of the same points, which points related to the second place ranking. At this time I told the teacher about my cheating, and the teacher said: "It is good to learn from one's mistakes," and the teacher came to the class without criticizing me but also poplar my honesty.
I hope that we do not cheat on the test, you do not say you will feel uneasy, right?
Naughty brother
This morning, my second aunt and his naughty son came to my home as a guest, I which naughty brother is the first to find me to play with him, you if you let him upset you will be his whole unmanned he is so powerful, he has 2 tricks, the first trick is a mischief, the second trick is to throw your books to the water to wash a dry, really called a person's brain, you If you think of it that way it will take the edge off, you'll just think he's too young to know better.
One time I let him upset, he put a bag of flour in the door high on the door want to whole me, which time I walk while reading seriously is walking into the doorway into a snowman, this time my younger brother laughed loudly, this time my anger slowly burned, this time my younger brother splashed me a lifetime of water to put out my anger, my younger brother this time said I was a soup chicken, this time I'm happy for him, because he can use the I taught him idioms, this thing I planed to the clouds, and once I was taking a bath, my brother brought a few girls from outside to my house, my brother said to these girls, "I'll show you something," my brother then opened the door, a few girls saw my body, but I knew he would use this trick I put a bucket of water on the door, as soon as he opened the door, he opened the door, and then he put a bucket of water on the door. A bucket of water, he opened the door became a soup chicken a few girls can not help but laugh up at this time I let him taste the taste of being whole, brother then told my mother, but also by me was scolded by my mother.
From then on, my younger brother became less of a neat and tidy person and became a good, educated boy.
My MP3
Since my cousin has a MP3, somehow I have a strong desire to have MP3, one day after school, I can not help but say that I want MP3 ideas. Unexpectedly, the heart wants ----- me to have MP3!
My MP3 is silver-white, rectangular, the size of a matchbox, the thickness of less than one-third of a matchbox, it can be charged like a cell phone, do not have to bring the battery can be used. Can record, can repeat, can save sixty or seventy songs, and even like a radio to listen to the channel program, coupled with a pair of high-grade black headphones, exquisite!
When I got this compact MP3, I couldn't help but jump for joy! My MP3 is not only exquisite appearance, but also beautiful tone, listen to the song clearly like listening to live singing, not the slightest hoarse!
Once I got this MP3, I loved it and treated it like a piece of jewelry. I have time to listen to songs and download songs, read and listen, do homework and listen, listen to the vacation ...... a moment to download this song, a moment to download that song, almost every day I can see me in the fiddling with it, this MP3 to me to bring the joy is self-evident.
Today, the rapid development of science and technology, from the former radio to the current MP3, from the airplane to the spaceship, from ...... I believe that tomorrow's technology supplies will be better!
Cute little shrimp
In front of my house there is a small river. There are many small fishes and shrimps living in the river, they are so cute.
I like shrimps very much. The shrimp looks like a boat, the head grows a pair of long tentacles, tentacles can change the direction of the shrimp swimming, it has a pair of small lantern-like eyes, there are small shrimp eyes are white, some blue, some black, some green, the look is very cute. The color of its body is also different, there are green, earthy yellow, white, and blue. The shrimp's tail is like a fan, which serves a great purpose, allowing the shrimp to maintain balance while swimming; it has eight feet! The shrimp uses these whisker feet to paddle when it swims.
I often go to the river to fish shrimp, put shrimp to a small cooking pot to cook, it turned red in color, no longer as usual jumping around, but motionless. My tears gradually flowed down. When the shrimp was cooked, an aroma hit my nose, it just made your mouth water, the shrimp was so delicious!
When I grow up, I will raise many, many shrimps that people will appreciate.