I don’t know why I like water so much. I like drinking water. I like the sea. I like any places with water. So I doubt whether I was a fish or not in my previous generation.
Our school is just located on the sea side, which makes me feel comfortable. Whenever I get the free time, I’d like to go to the sea shore, sometimes with my friends while most of the time just by myself. I like sitting on the sand quietly and listening to the songs sang by the sea.
One of my friends used to ask me whether I had ever observed what the sea looked like on a clear day. I didn’t answer him directly then. But he told me that as far as we could see, the sea and the sky joined together and formed a beautiful arc at the end of our sight. They seemed to be together in the end. While as a matter of fact, there was still a far distance between them, like poles apart. They can’t be together, never ever.
I felt so sorry when heard this, because I knew he was giving me some hint about our relationship. I didn’t know what to say about this. I just said that: “Didn’t you tend to get a bit too sentimental? It meant nothing at all but a natural phenomenon.”
Sometimes I don’t like my way of dealing with things, especially about emotion. I always choose to run away from the eyes, the love and anything else. Why I always choose to run away? Like reading a novel, we cannot change the sad ending, but we can choose not to begin.
