Often there will be boats on the beach by the shore, a couple of young soldiers from the ship to unload a few baskets of fish. I always stop and then catch the next wave on their watch. Emptied the fish come , a soldier who waved to the other, soon after the whistles blow over, seemed to vanish in the sea and the sky connected place. Many years later, I have been thinking about that disappeared in an instant if there is a magic boat was so divine .
soldiers on the shore of some lost fish on the beach, while carrying two people walking towards the shore side of the back said to me, l do not take these fish, toxic r. watching them run away, in looking back Look who is throwing the fish on the beach. The fish are large plump for each quietly lying on the beach, round eyes wide open and motionless in the straight at me. even until Now occasionally surfaced between the mind out of the fish still empty eyes. seawater coming gently stroking the fish body, there is no time to tide the waves are very light, can not take them. I want to do something for them, So will they take up a section of deep sea water toward the hard throwing away some of the past, I hope, when high tide they can go to the deep sea.
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