I am a little shrimp.

? Just like a boat, I am an ordinary little shrimp.

? I'm not a fish, I can travel around freely, I'm not water, I can sing and flow around, I'm just a little shrimp that will be eaten by fish and washed away by water.

? I am not the first born shrimp. I have no fate, no happy welcome from my family, and no love from my brothers and sisters, which doomed me to live by myself. Since then, I have lived my own little life. Although I have no new clothes, no princess room and a little lonely, I am still alive and growing.

? On a sunny day, I had a whim to see what the outside world was like. I poked my head and crawled out of my nest. "Wow!" I can't help sighing that the outside world is so beautiful. My timidity was dispelled by the beautiful scenery outside, and my courage grew bigger and bigger, and I finally drifted in the sea without scruple. I am very happy, because of breakthrough and freshness.

? After playing for a long time, I was tired. I found a piece of red coral to lie down. Just as I was about to fall asleep, I was awakened by a small commotion. I thought it was dangerous. When I took a closer look, it was a small fish about my size. It was very beautiful. We were all new explorers in the strange world and soon became friends. But at this time, we didn't see the danger hidden behind our friendship.

? I forgot, I'm just a little shrimp, which will eventually be eaten by fish.

? We went to many places hand in hand, discovered more mysteries together, and enjoyed a lot of delicious food together ...... We didn't realize each other's potential changes.

It grows bigger and bigger, but I'm still thin. I'd like to lie under its soft and warm arms and feel comfortable.

However, the days will not always be calm. While we were enjoying the caress of the sea, a huge fish swooped down in our direction, originally for the school of fish behind us. Its scales passed by us, but I was so small that I was taken away at once. It quickly grabbed me for fear that I would disappear like this. Finally, I stayed, but it scratched itself by grasping the stone around it. Looking at it, I was on pins and needles, but there was nothing I could do but stay with it and give it warmth.

? The days passed quickly, and the injury recovered, but we couldn't find the way back because of that disaster, and gradually moved away from our food and our former home. Hunger and cold came one after another, and the two of us became irritable from interdependence, fearing death and parting.

? The dark day finally came, and we both reached the edge of physical support. When we saw each other collapse, we were distressed, but we were helpless.

? It needs food to live. Although I need it, I can't find anything I can eat, but I can cook it.

? Looking back on the past, I can only cherish those joys as memories. I inadvertently got into its stomach and said, "Dear, this is not to leave, not to leave, but to let me stay with you forever."

I chose to give up myself, so that at least one person could live!

? What kind of choice will a much stronger person make when facing life and death?