In my years of twilight, I often remember the simple period of life in peace and elegance. Many days I often walk along the path along the lake. When I was young, I spent so much summer at home. In the tranquility of the morning, when the sun first begins to illuminate its warmth, I will often notice this single slow swimmer. From a short distance in my path of gentle body, his slender elegance balances one of the most amazing sights. The beauty of her figure matches the ease of her rhythm, just like a gentle waltz. The gentle swing of her swimming is like a rolling wave. Her movement touched me to a completely different reality.

This beautiful slow swimmer, on a beautiful and elegant morning, we caught each other's eyes as we gently swim. Soon we became a familiar attraction, I walked on the road, she swam, and now she even stopped to wave and tempted me to join. Because I was speechless when she was swimming…

Slow swimming, mermaid on the lake was originally published on Spring