我曾听过一个浪漫有趣的故事:在广阔无垠的海边,一个小男孩儿看到很多无奈漂泊在岸边的小鱼,他拾起小鱼,并抛回大海,岸边的人迷惑不解:这么多小鱼,谁在乎它呢?这样做有必要吗?可是,男孩的解释像是他听见了每一条小鱼的心声,他说:“小鱼在乎,这一条小鱼在乎,这一条也在乎,还有这一条,这一条……”每当想起这个故事,我眼前都仿佛浮现出上述的情景,而同样的问题也反复出现:小鱼在乎什么呢?男孩儿又在乎什么呢?此时,我不禁想 I have heard a romantic story: in a vast expanse of seaside, a young boy saw a lot of helpless drift in the shore of the fish, he picked up the fish, and thrown back to the sea, people on the shore puzzled: So many fish, who cares about it? Is it necessary to do this? However, the boy’s explanation seems to be that he heard the voice of every fish, he said: “Little fish care, this little fish care, this one Also care about this, this one, this one ... ... ”Every time I think of this story, I seem to emerge in front of the above scenario, and the same problem is repeated: What care about the fish? Boy care about it At this moment, I can not help but think