The story of a fish

A fish, from the conscious, lives in a trance, at first has no heart and no lungs, eats and drinks every day, and is free. When the fish was almost three years old, he met a wise man, who was very kind to the fish and regarded it as if he had come out. The wise man told it that it would die and needed to find its way home in order to have life. The fish was confused, afraid of death, so they began to look for, looking for some days, suddenly felt that this road was not found for a long time, the fish was very meaningless, so they turned back to continue to live happily in front of the day, found a partner, and had a daily escape.

Another day, the fish found that swimming was more difficult than before, and there were some small problems with the tail and fins, and suddenly remembered the words of the wise man, and suddenly realized that he still had to find a way, or he would die. Thinking of his previous experience of finding a way, he found that he did not know how to find the way, and he was confused again, so he went to ask the wise man, where is his home and where is the road? The wise man said, your home is in your own heart, you should find it from yourself, you must also find yourself to ask for directions, I can't tell you. The fish, for the third time, was confused and couldn't figure it out. After thinking about it for a few days, I decided to go out and look around.

The fish met a big fish on one side, although the age is long, but very energetic, the swimming posture is also quite clever, so swim close to ask it, do you know how the fish's way to go, the big fish said, there are no more than five fish in the world more suitable than me to answer this question, I am very powerful. The big fish went on to say, If you are confused and see me so strong, then follow me and find the way. The fish felt something, but after thinking about it, I said, although you are very powerful, I still don't understand why following you is the fish's path. So he bid farewell to the big fish and continued to search.

One day, I saw a colorful goldfish in the distance, and I was posting a notice to the effect that if you feel different and confused, I can help you answer your questions. If you are lucky, you may wish to take you to a group with other small fish and travel together. The fish saw the notice and swam to the colorful goldfish to solve the puzzle. The goldfish told him, I know your family, I know the way to find yourself, I know where you should go, you listen, this is a song that your family has hummed. The fish listened, wept with emotion, and their hearts were also very happy, so they traveled with a group of small fish led by goldfish. It's just that the words of the wise man will continue to be remembered in my head, vaguely as if something doesn't match, but I can't answer myself. But I made myself feel a belief in my heart: "Although I don't know where my home is, if I follow the goldfish and insist on traveling all the time, I should be able to find it, then maybe I will go out of my own way."