“爸爸, 这个叔叔为什么把钓到的鱼又放了啊?” 背后一个稚嫩的声音刺透我的耳鼓。回过头,一个五六岁男孩不解的目光射向我。又一尾小鲫上钩。 “别放,叔叔,把它送给我好吗?我把它养在我家的鱼缸里。” 我把伸到水中的手收了回来,再次回过头。小男孩伸着一双小手高兴 “Dad, why did this uncle put the fish caught again?” A tender voice pierced my ear drum behind me. Looking back, a five or six year old boy puzzled eyes on me. Another small crucian carp hook. “Do not let it, uncle, give it to me, okay? I keep it in my aquarium.” I took it back into the water and turned back again. Little boy happy with a pair of small hands