the gentle wind of my brother, like the gentle care of my mother in my dream, warmed my heart. I woke up, but I was trapped in the ice. Just when I arrived here, I was frozen into ice before I could cheer. I have lost track of time here, and I don't know how many years have passed. . . I am a salmon. It is my natural destiny to seek roots against the current. It is not that I refuse to give up, but that I can't bear it. When I see my father's helplessness and my mother's sadness. Now that I think about it, it was a distant and vague dream. I don't understand why my father gave up at the beginning. On his last trip against the current, he turned back. In the face of his mother's censure, he said nothing, but looked at me with eyes that I could not speak. After leaving my parents, I set foot on the road of countercurrent. When I was leaving, my father said to me, son, don't just focus on the road, but cherish the people you met along the way. I don't understand what my father said. I just told myself that I want to succeed, find the roots of our salmon family, become the first hero, and meet the expectations of my parents and everyone. Stepping on the road that my ancestors have traveled, I keep moving forward. When I am tired, I sleep in a crevice. When I am hungry, I eat the food brought by running water. I can't stop, otherwise the running water will bring me back to where I came from. I am a complete wandering fish. When I first met you, it was raining in the sky. I seem to have heard someone say a word. Humans call it poetry and say something about we are both unhappy -- to the sky's end and we meet. We understand. What does acquaintance matter?. Maybe that's why we became good friends soon. You call that brother. We walked all the way, and gradually it became a habit. We both got used to each other's existence. Fish has no shadow, but we all gradually became each other's shadow. It is often windy on the sea, and the waves rush into the distance with the sound of rushing. It seems that the sea is afraid that its children will run away and is concerned about inviting them home. I suddenly feel homesick. I don't understand why I want to set foot on this wandering road. I would rather rest on the running water at home, greedily bathe in the sunshine seeping down from the water surface and live carefree in that small pond. Do you ask me if I am happy? I said that I don't care about happiness. I'm just taking a road that has already been arranged, although I don't know why. I asked if you were happy, and you said you didn't know what happiness was. I think at least we have your company on this wandering road. Do you ask me if I believe in the afterlife? I said it's mysterious, but at least we are brothers in this life. Later, on the way, I fell in love with a mermaid. Her name is the name of a flower called Chentan. But I'm just a salmon, and I don't deserve it. I haven't seen her since. I said I was heartbroken. People say that fish have no tears, even fish think so, but I finally know that fish have tears, but no one has ever seen them because they are in the water. One day you said you were leaving, but I didn't react. I said, why are you leaving? You said you met a fish of the same family the other day, and you want to find a habitat with her and settle down from now on. I just remembered that you are very happy these days. She can bring you happiness, but I can't. I said that's good. Somehow, I suddenly felt distressed. It turned out that the tears of fish can flow to my heart. You said that in fact, you have been very happy with me. I didn't speak. I'm a wandering fish. Love is too far away from me. Although I long for it, it is undoubtedly a luxury for me to have love. You asked me what is the only thing I can cherish in this life. I said, stray fish has no love and no affection. What can I cherish? At this moment, I finally understand the reason why my father turned back. You said you liked Richie Jen's Brothers very much. When we were apart, you sang this song to see me off. I said that if there is only room for one person in one heart, then you should forget me, live a good life with her, remember, be happy. . . From then on, I began to wander alone. After leaving, I will think of you every night. I seem to hear you sing, but it's always just that brother, and it rains every night. I can't tell whether it rains because I miss you or reminds me of you. I didn't finish that sentence when I left. At least the wandering fish has brothers to cherish. Later, I was trapped here. Fish's life span is very short, unlike people's. I don't know if you are still in this world. Ice has frozen my life at this moment, but I still think of you constantly. We are brothers in this life and brothers in the afterlife. If there is no afterlife, I will miss you forever in this corner where there is no time to pass. It's raining again, and your songs are coming from the other side of the sea. Brother, I think of you again on this rainy night. . . Remembering my brothers on a moonlight night
Du Fu
== Original work ==
Garrison (shù) drums to break the pedestrian,
A wild goose sounds in autumn.
he knows that the dews tonight will be frost,
how much brighter the moonlight is at home!.
o my brothers, lost and scattered,
what is life to me without you?.
yet if missives in time of peace go wrong,
what can I hope for during war?
When will there be a bright moon? I fetch the wine glass from afar. I don't know the palace in the sky. What year is it tonight? I would like to take the royal breeze back to the sky, and I am afraid that in the buildings of fine jade, it cannot withstand the cold of nine days.
dancing to understand the shadow, what is it like on earth?
turn to Zhuge, low-lying households, and take photos without sleep. There should be no hate, and nothing can be done. Men have sorrow and joy and they part and meet again. The moon dims or shines and it waxes or wanes. Nothing is perfect, not even in the old days.
I wish people a long life, and thousands of miles away.