I start to like a carp in a sightseeing pool at a shopping plaza.
Honestly, i am a fish killer which means no matter how many fish i keep or how hardworking for me their breeding, the only result is they seem to hurry up into paradise to get rid of me. So by that principle repeatedly confirmed, i think i am good far away for them of their safety.
I just found a group of carp quietly swimming in the pool, and for the better sightseeing and local beauty taste, the carp most are red, golden and black. They just slowly enjoy the tranquility of the pool and share the suspension of the time.
I did not mean to close them, just set a glance and somehow found my approach alert them into several directions and swiming farther and farther. It gave me the sense like i was the invader to break their rest and their routine. So i was going to back to business but one of scarp caught my sight.
The one, languidly rowing its tail, elegantly swimming along the line of pool, no intention to hurry up itself. It was a pure white one, reflected by the mild lighting, made its fish scale shining in a silver color, it was continuing its planning instead of being interrupted by my unceremonious appearance. It must have noticed my movement cau it cast its sight on me several time, but no move away within its safty distance then i follow the regulation to accompany it. It made its way along the line of pool, slowly and quietly, then into the group, elegantly turn around back to the past course.
It gave me the sense like we got along in a paralel world and enjoy the gap between two species in a quietly harmonious way and ended in own world. What a pleasure to find the sarp.
I hope it keeps its way of manner and one day i will revisit it to resume our friendship.