Anchor: Orchid
There are three fish in the world that move us.
The first is the salmon in the depths of the ocean. After the mother fish has laid its eggs, she stays aside, and the hatched small fish cannot forage for food, but can only grow up by eating the mother's meat. The mare rattle endured severe pain and let it bite. The little fish has grown up, but the mother fish is only a pile of skeletons, silently interpreting the world's greatest maternal love.
The second is the snakehead of Weishan Lake. It is said that after giving birth, the fish became blind in both eyes, unable to forage for food and starving. The hatched small fish could not bear the mother's starvation, so they took the initiative to swim into the mouth of the mother fish one by one to feed the mother fish.
The mother fish survived, but less than one-tenth of the total number of children survived, and most of them gave their young lives for their mothers.
The third is salmon. Every year during spawning season, salmon do everything they can to migrate from the ocean back to the rivers on land, where they are born. On the way home, there are still herds of grizzly bears guarding the waterfall, and most of the fish that cannot jump over the waterfall have entered the stomach of the grizzly bear; the fish that jumped over the waterfall, although exhausted, still have to face the predation of tens of thousands of fishing eagles.
In the end, only a few lucky people can escape the hunt, exhaust all their energy, return to their birthplace, complete the most important thing in their lives - lay eggs, and finally die there peacefully. In the spring of the following year, new salmon broke out of their eggs and descended the river to begin the difficult life journey of the previous generation.
If you think about it, one of these three fish symbolizes our parents, gives us life, and gives us without complaint or regret until nothing; one symbolizes the children, from the day they fell to the ground, they have formed a blood relationship with us, and from then on they have been incomparably trusted to accompany us to old age; one symbolizes the hometown, no matter how far we drift, one day, we still have to embark on this road home.
The story will × the Himalayas
Listen to tons of great stories