There are so many fish on the other side of the beach, just like a big man.
There are some octopus in it. Octopus has become a crab. There are no octopus in it, only some small octopus. Their feet are round, unlike their parents, grandparents and grandparents.
Their feet are not long at all, just round and short. It's boring to be so small.
In the end, they just live here. After living for a few days, I moved to the other side. It's a pity to switch to the other side.
He found a shell on the other side. There is a pearl in the shell. He put his hand in. He wants to catch the pearl. He pulled the shell hard and pressed it tightly on his hand, and tears came out. He quickly released the pearl. He opened the shell again without clamping it.
Finally, he treated the baby as his own and didn't give it to the big octopus and crab. Your child is not like this, but the little fish is your child.