The latest chapter of the devil, the first volume of life, if only see the fifth volume of my Morning Dao world, the 1153th chapter of the memory of the seventh interest (second more), floating astronomy
    She is a little girl whose mother died without fatherly love.

    From small to large, she did not see her father's slight smile, did not feel a little bit of father's love, from the moment she was sensible, at night, she had to cover herself, during the day, she should carefully avoid the father's The house, because once she met, she saw the father's coldly indifferent gaze.

    The coldly indifferent in the gaze seems to blame her why she did not die, although she is still a child, but she understands…

    She has no friends. Only the son of a teacher who grew up together is her childhood friend. If I add one, maybe it is the teacher who teaches, he educates himself to do good, educates himself to read, and should be his father. The matter, I have to bear it.

    As she grew older, she stopped crying at night because she knew why her father didn't like herself, and she killed her mother. It was all for her own sake.

    She rarely leaves the yard where she is, she is not willing to go out, because every time she goes out, the eyes of her father after returning seem to contain grievances. The meaning of grievance is to ask questions, why, she is back, why…Don't die outside!

    She was very scared and very timid when she was living in such an environment. But today, she decided to go out for a trip. Because in the classroom of Mr. Teach yesterday, she heard that saving a life is a good thing. She is going to go with her childhood. Like the partner, go to the fisherman and beg the fisherman to let go of the fish.

    Therefore, even if there is a dark cloud in the sky, it seems that there will be heavy rain for several days later, but she sneaked out and went to the fish station by the lake, saw the fisherman sitting there, and next to it. On the pillar, a large fish struggling in the lake, hanging in the fishing net.

    "Grandpa, can this fish give me?"

    The little girl is facing the self, the fisherman who is fishing, whispering to open mouth.

    "It's so pitiful, don't eat it, beg you to give it to me, let me put it home…"The little girl begged to open mouth.

    The fisherman turned and turned, this is an old man, a very kind old man, he looked at the little girl and laughed.

    "You little dolls, a little guy a few days ago came to beg and let go of the fish. You are here today, but if the fish is let go, the grandfather still has to live."The fisherman’s old man smiled and retrieved the fishing rod. After putting the bait, he broke into the lake.

    "Grandpa, the one you said is my brother. You let him let go of the fish before. I promised me one time today. It is very pitiful. Its father and mother must be very anxious…"The little girl stepped forward and looked down at the pillar to see the fish in the net.

    "Who said that I let him go, the little doll saw me disagree, and ran away with anger."The fisherman said with a smile.

    The little girl glimpsed, but the look was firm, and behind the fisherman, simply raised the little hand and knocked on the younger generation, a very cute look.

    "Grandpa, please beg you."

    Time passed slowly, and the little girl’s pleading lasted for more than an hour. The fisherman smiled and shook his head. He looked helpless. He got up and walked to the pillar with the fishing net. He opened the net and immediately saw the fish inside. Suddenly swam into the lake, flashes drilled into the water, disappeared.

    "Okay, let it go, that's it."The fisherman smiled and patted the little girl's head. In the little girl's eyebrows, she turned and continued to catch the fish.

    The little girl had a happy smile on her face, and with a silver bell-like laugh, she ran away from here.

    At a young age, she didn’t know at all. When she left, the fisherman’s fish slammed up, I didn’t know if it was just let go, or another one. In short, there was another big fish that was caught up. Installed in the previous network, re-hanging on the previous column.

    The little girl took the excitement and ran back to the county seat. She passed a noodle booth. She didn’t notice the big stone sitting there. An old man sitting with a complicated look looked at the little girl’s distance and gently On the ground, knocked on the cigarette pouch.

    Under this knock, the little girl who had already ran away, her footsteps suddenly changed. She saw that the world in front of her eyes became a fragment, rolled into a vortex, and integrated her body. I don’t know how long it took. When the pieces in the vortex are recombined, they become a deep lake.

    The fish, swimming in the lake, the lake is very deep, I don't know where to go, the fish swayed in the water, seemingly unconsciously swimming back and forth.

    It is a fish in this lake that I have not known how many years have survived. It does not have much memory. If it is said, there may be seven breathing time.

    It only remembers things within seven breaths, others are blank.

    Day after day, the year after you, it is so in the middle of the lake, sometimes revealing the water, looking at outer world's romantic, watching the spring Summer Autumn and Winter of the passage, there was some time, it would like to rush out of the water, to outer world Take a look at Sky, take a look at Earth, but this thought often just came to the surface, not waiting for it to pay for action, it has become a memory, more than seven breathing time, so that it …I've forgotten

    It is only remembered in seven breathing hours, not knowing what sorrow is, nor knowing happiness, because the time of the seven interest is too short, even if it is sad, and at most seven, it will forget why sorrow.

    Even if it is fast, and at most seven, I forget why I am happy.

    So most of the time, it is a blank in his mind, no memory, no thoughts, only instinctive to swim in this lake, watching peers, watching the dark, watching the future without future.

    Until one day, a bait sank into the lake and was seen by it.

    It knew what it was, but it still bite forward. When its body was caught by the hook, it was picked up. It saw the blue sky and saw the world outside the water, but unfortunately…Its memory has only seven breaths. When it is loaded into a net and hung on a pillar, it can only struggle in the water in this net, and it only struggles for at most seven times, because…It forgot that he was caught by someone else…

    I also forgot the lake where I live. It shouldn't be the size of a square inch. There shouldn't be such a network that it can't leave, so it is very leisurely to swim in the net.

    Until this net, after being lifted up, it left the water, in the constant struggle and suffocation, saw a little girl, the little girl is carrying the net, is the culprit to make it so uncomfortable.

    It stared at the little girl in disgust, and in this constant struggle, in time, it forgot the reason why the little girl had to lift up the net she was in. It only remembered that it was so uncomfortable for him. little girl.

    This memory, although only seven interest, but until it from the network suddenly opened the gap in the break out, he forgot that he was being fished out of the lake, forget that he was installed in the network, forget that the net is not its home, it only remember, the first memory of the little girl to bring their own pain, so, in the back of the water, It re-jumped up, it does not know why their body can be suddenly big, a mouthful of the little girl dragged into the lake …

    Time seems to pass slowly, it never knows how long it has been, maybe just seven breaths of time, in short…At this time, it saw the hooks hanging down in the lake.

    I forgot the danger of this hook, and I knew that it was what the hook was. After it was bitten again, it was once again caught in the water, once again loaded into the net and put into a limited lake. Inside, it is the same as before, forgetting the beginning of this story, just remember the end.

    This time, it didn't see the little girl, but after I didn't know how long, when the net opened, I swam out of the net and returned to the lake. It came out of the water and looked at the fish platform and stood. The old man and his side, the little girl who seems to look at herself…

    It watched the little girl go far, until the time of the seven breaths, it swam in the lake, but this time, it seems to be thinking hard, until it bites the hook again, once again Fishing out…Until the moonlight came, and left the water, it forgot to start, and forgot the ending, was carried by the fisherman and sent to a noodle stall. Until this time, it opened its eyes and saw a cigarette pouch through the fishing net. The old man, with a leaf weaving a grass doll, is looking at it.

    "You are what I saw, the sixth one…"This is the old man's words, this word with vicissitudes of life, a slow sentence, uttered a full seven of the time, so that the fish complete hearing, became the memory of the eternal, into a rumbled, it seems to think of what, with the fish eyes of the whole world collapse, the collapse of the debris formed vortex, This vortex whistling, took away the last consciousness of the fish, it did not see the re-composition of the fragment, see a world, and appeared in the eyes.

    Zhang Wenzhang, this is his name, a name that looks very vulgar, but actually has such a hint of charm. The name is from his father. As a son of a teacher, Zhang Wenzhang thinks the name is not bad. .

    At the very least, when the name is read, he knows that he is a scholar.

    In fact, he doesn't like reading very much. He likes some foods made by himself. For example, soup, such as making some pasta, may be the reason for this hobby. As the body grows up, he is not like that. The name is as weak as it is, but it becomes a young man with a fat body.

    His round face looks a bit thick, but the light that is sometimes revealed in the eyes can be seen. This person is a little smart, but it is just that. After all, the cleverness that can be seen is often Deliberately revealed, it is a kind of self-respect that does not want others to feel that they are not smart. (To be continued …… Please search for astronomical literature, the novel is better to update faster!)


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