The love of a bird of prey

A bird of prey fell in love with a fish, the bird of prey can only fly in the air, the fish can only swim in the water, this love just started, it is doomed to no results, but they still love each other, the bird of prey said, I just need to be able to see you once a day, the fish was touched by the tears, this time it is transparent to the tears, melted in the water, nothing can be seen. Fish said, I also, we are in different two worlds produced the same love, beyond the limits of space. Flying bird said, such love is eternal, it does not have any commitment, it is the heart of the connection.

Fish said, such love is also the most beautiful, we can not touch each other, but in our hearts, each other are the most perfect ….. Flying bird and fish deeply into the sea of love, every day to insist on looking at each other a glance, regardless of wind and rain, unwavering, until one day, they really can not stand the pain of the accumulation of days and months of longing for each other, both hope to be able to touch each other, even if only one hundredth of a second of contact, they are also satisfied. So they agreed with each other, in the bird of prey over the surface of the sea, the fish jumped up, to complete their one hundredth of a second of contact with the long-cherished wish.

The bird of prey, full of excitement, smooth this beautiful wings against the surface of the sea, just to see the bird of prey and their closest moment, she exerted all her strength, and fought to spring up. The fish finally broke the surface of the water, the fish’s head and the beautiful head of the bird of prey touched, that is, in that moment, one hundredth of a second, but a tragedy just happened, the bird of prey’s head bleeding, at this time is the fish fought to leap out of the water hit the blood. The flying bird died, and as it died, it had a smile on its face, for he had finally experienced what it felt like to touch his most beloved, that is to say, to die, to take flight of life. Is this ending a kind of perfection for them, I wonder?

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