A Fish That Can Dance.

I don't want An to be upset. So I said, "Okay."

"How can that work?" An said, "Let me carry you on my bicycle. Xiao Yu, are you heavy?"

I greet you: "You must really love your girlfriend."

I remember An told me that it was his back view.

... ....

Dad said: "I'll bring the microphone for you, you can also sing a song to compete with him, you will definitely be better than him."

After finishing, An said: "Let's not talk about the old stories anymore, so as not to corrupt the children. Why don't you tell me some stories about your class? Do you have a crush on any boy?"

Found it. An said, "Teaching at a school in her hometown. During class, she can see the high blue sky and white clouds."

"Strange girl," An said, "but really cute."

An asked: "Why do you say that?"

A fish that swims all day long, never stopping.

"Grow up quickly," An said, "you are such a smart little girl, and you will surely have a bright future."

However, he didn't. He said, "Xiaoyu, after school starts, don't stay online too late every day. Otherwise, you won't be able to handle the classes the next day."

The chat room of An has the function of voice communication.

I gave him countless applause.

So I call myself Little Fish.

Then he said to me, "An, learn how to surf the internet."

I picked up my high school textbook again. Because An once said, as long as there is life, passion can burn.

Did you break up?

Are you surnamed An? I asked curiously.

The sound of An's singing is clear and bright, flowing through my heart like a babbling river. I really like it. Just as the song was playing, my father pushed open the door.

"Yes," he said, "I particularly like fish that can dance."

How much joy is in the heart, slowly wandering.

There is no internet cafe there, so I may not be able to go online for a long time. But I will often think of you.

An said: "There are some things I've always wanted to say, would you like to hear them?"

For a period of time, An hasn't been online for a long time, and I don't know what's going on. That's how internet friends are. You only know a symbol, and once the symbol disappears, the whole person completely evaporates and can no longer be found.

I asked him, "Do you also like fish?"

As I expected, An said: "So beautiful."

I shed tears as I watched his back disappear.

Okay. I said, "If we get tired, let's sit down and watch the stars."

When the time comes, you can dance for me," Ann said.

It can be said that,"An said,"She is studying dance, and her dancing is very beautiful. I call her Little Fish."

This chat room is for you, thank you for accompanying me through the darkest days of my life, dear little fish.

I asked him, "Why do you want to be called An?"

That summer, my father bought a computer for me.

Sorry, Xiaoyu, I went to look for a job and left in a hurry, so I didn't say hello to you.

Only in the water can one feel the faint temperature.

Well.

Ann bid me farewell, and on the screen appeared a series of 8 characters: 88888888888888888888888888888888.

When you think of An, you should say goodbye to me. Suddenly, I feel a little reluctant.

That is a small golden fish swimming in the blue ocean. It is a painting I drew myself, and I like it very, very much. Fish are my favorite thing to draw. Many of my paintings have fish as the main character. I like Hans Christian Andersen's fairy tales, I like the story of the Little Mermaid, and I like watching fish swim freely in the water.

I prefer to go online at night. I enjoy the tranquility and the sound of my fingers lightly tapping on the keyboard. Up and down, down and up, the sound of typing is like music. My slender and transparent fingers are like birds with wings, carrying all emotions to soar high.

The first thing is that my name is also An.

The next day, I went online at the old time, and An was already waiting for me online.

I understand that An may be disappointed, but this is my principle.

When missing someone, the feeling in my heart is always peculiar. Just like when I miss my mother. I don't know where my mother is, and she hasn't been by my side when I needed her the most. But I don't resent her, I still often think of her, secretly thinking of her behind my father's back, shedding tears behind my father's back.

I often go to An's chat room. It's very quiet there, often only An and I.

The sea is so vast, I can never look back again.