Goldfish observation diary (not less than 500 words)

It will be fine on Tuesday, July 15.

My family has two beautiful goldfish. This is a birthday present from my mother. I like them very much.

Two goldfish are very beautiful and swim carefree in the water every day. One of them has a black head, like wearing a black hat, and a black tail like a skirt dragging on the ground. On the whole, he looks like an elegant gentleman, so I named him "Mr. Jin" The other is simply a red beauty, staring at two round eyes, with a flower-like tail edge and a flower-like skirt, swimming around like Xia Hong. I named it Miss Fish.

I will feed them on time every morning. Whenever I feed them, they swim around, as if in a hurry to say, "I'm hungry, give me something to eat quickly." Every time I spill fish food in the fish tank, Mr. Jin doesn't have the usual gentlemanly demeanor. He wolfs down his food first, and Miss Fish can only eat Mr. Jin's leftovers like a wronged daughter-in-law in the old society. It's pathetic She seemed very angry and ran around Miss Jin.

I like them very much, because when I see them, it seems that all my troubles are gone.

It will be sunny on Friday, July 18.

Today I separated "Miss Jin" from "Miss Fish".

Because I'm beginning to find that Miss Fish is a little abnormal. She has a little black spot, like youth bean. I later found out that maybe she was going to change color. Moreover, she stopped eating and being naughty, and became a quiet girl.

I wish she was as beautiful and lovely as before.

It will be sunny on Saturday, July 19.

Today, I found out that since Miss Fish and Mr. Jin separated, Miss Fish

Start to become very weak, even have difficulty breathing, and will die!

I am very sad, I have been staring at her, and she seems to know that I am by her side, struggling all the time, as if begging me to say; "Help me!"

I don't know what to do, so I have to ask my neighbor for help. My neighbor spilled some salt into the water, and she seems to be a little better. But I feel much better. Suddenly, she struggled again and then calmed down. I found her dead and I cried sadly. I carefully fished her out of the fish tank and buried her in the garden, hoping that she could help the flowers bloom more brightly.