I rented a house with 2 friends, 2 rooms and 1 living room plus a loft.
The three of us are programmers. We stay with the machine every day. It is inevitable that we are a little dull. One lives in the attic, and does the graduation project in the attic after get off work, basically except for going to the toilet to eat. The other lived in the room opposite me. Basically, I kept calling my girlfriend when I came back from get off work and finished reading.
I am more talkative, so I feel bored sometimes. It’s okay on the weekends. Sometimes I invite classmates and friends to come over to play, gather together for a whole table of dishes, or sit down with friends I know nearby.
On weekdays, you don’t need to talk much during the day at work. Going home is to buy vegetables and cook, after eating and finishing, do projects, my own creative website. Sometimes I will do it at 11 o'clock at night, wash my face when I'm tired, and lie down on the bed. The poster has always had such a dream, thinking that one day, like CouchSurfing's Fenton, he could put his creative ideas into action and shine a light on the changing Internet industry.
One day by chance, the landlord went to the river to get some nutritious soil and came back to serve my carnation. He saw a big boy fishing, so he went over and took a look. They caught small fish fry on the river bank, and I found out that they were feeding the tortoise. I also played a lot of fun, helped catch a lot, and even missed a big lobster. When it was over, I asked for a few fish and went back to raise them.
Isn't it small, hehe, small is easy to live.
Then I found out that my life has changed. Every morning I woke up and I might sit in bed. Now I woke up, I went to see my little fishes, and see if everyone is living. The belly is white and braided.
Fortunately, they are all living well, maybe the host is better at raising fish.
Then I went to get a piece of cooked rice, cut my fingernails into small pieces, and bounced it into the water. When I came the first day, I was reluctant to eat it. This was normal, and I adapted to the environment later.
When they gathered on one side of the tank, I deliberately put the rice on the other side and watched it slowly fall. As a result, the fishes had good eyes and swam over to grab food. Sometimes I saw a fish in a daze in a corner, I shook my finger on the outer wall, scared it ran away panicked.
For meals, one grain of rice is fed to them at a time, and they are full of warmth and lust. This old saying applies not only to humans, but also to other creatures. When they were full, they chased me and played wantonly. The host observed for a few days and found one characteristic. One of them looked different from the other four, with a larger belly, a dark blue spot on top, and a thin tail, like Like a helicopter. The other four are shuttle-shaped. And those four like to chase the big belly, I guess it's a female, haha.
I usually get bored with writing code or designing the interface, so I put the fish on the table and looked at them from the side. I really live freely, watching and watching, I become as happy as them.
These little beings, I will take good care of you.