Letter from the Mermaid Prince

Some pearls piled up together are not as good as his wisdom (grandmother did not lie to me).

Mr. Clarence also has a beautiful slender fish tail (as he said, it is black, and it is the first time I have seen a black fish tail, and I can hardly restrain myself from touching it), which is more than I grew a full half, strong and powerful.When he flicks the fish's tail, a huge current will be swept up, and I even think it will set off a frenzied submarine storm.

Black hair, black eyes, black fishtail, and incomparable intelligence, this is my first and most unforgettable impression of Mr. Clarence.

Mr. Clarence greeted my grandmother first, then my sisters in turn, and finally turned to me.He approached slowly and stopped in front of me.Mr. Clarence didn't speak, but just looked at me quietly (when he looked at me, I actually heard the sound of my heart beating, and it rose and fell in my ears clearly, like the waves of the sea).Then he smiled softly at me, as if urging me to speak.I had no choice but to stammer out words of welcome, but my cheeks couldn't stop getting hot.Mr. Clarence's smile was too gentle for me to resist.

Seeing my reaction, Mr. Clarence chuckled, but it was not ridicule, but kindness of understanding.He put his hand gently on my head and touched it.His hands are so big, and a steady stream of warmth comes from them, which makes me wonder, the mermaid's blood is obviously cold, isn't it?And just now, it was miraculous that I could feel the heat in my cheeks (maybe, this is the magic of Mr. Clarence).

Afterwards I showed Mr. Clarence the bedroom which had been prepared for him, and we dined together, and Mr. Clarence brought me a good number of oysters.Then I came back and wrote to you (well, I actually escaped first. I don't know why, but being with Mr. Clarence made me very nervous).

It was an unforgettable experience, and I think you must think so too.

To-morrow I will take Mr. Clarence on a tour of the kingdom (I will try to keep my composure so that I do not lose my composure as I have done today), and if I have the strength to return I will write to you.

Sincerely wish you well.

happy asa

The author has something to say: Asa is a face control ;-)

Third letter

Dear Poseidon:

Sorry to write to you after so many days.So much has happened lately that I simply don't have the time to write to you.I think, you who are generous and merciful will forgive me for this little negligence, right?

Presumably you are very curious about what happened in the past few days. In order not to whet your appetite, I will tell you about it (in fact, I can't wait).

On the second day after Mr. Clarence's arrival, we set off early according to the plan and headed to the previously determined destination.Because my grandmother and my sisters were busy (this is really weird, when I mentioned it before, everyone obviously said they had time), so in the end I was the only one with me.

Mr. Clarence was not a talkative mermaid, and I was too nervous to speak, so you can expect the silence along the way.I tried to find a topic, but as soon as I moved my eyes to Mr. Clarence, my throat was as dry as a fire, and I couldn't make a sound at all.I tried several times, it was still the same, so I had to give up in frustration.Mr. Clarence seemed to sense my bewilderment, and he said to me in a low voice, "Asa, don't be nervous."

Yes, don't be nervous, don't be nervous, I was startled by his sudden utterance, I stared blankly at Mr. Clarence, these words circling in my mind.Just when I was in a daze, Mr. Clarence stretched out his hand and pulled me into his arms.

what happened?I looked up at him, not knowing why.

Mr. Clarence looked down, and I saw the smile gradually rising in his eyes.

"There are jellyfish," he said softly.

Jellyfish?I look back.

It's really jellyfish, and they're migrating in huge numbers.If Mr. Clarence hadn't given me a hand just now, I would have slammed into it now, lost in the floating pink (in it, I also saw a yolk jellyfish, compared to the other jellyfish, it is really huge and conspicuous).

I breathed a sigh of relief and turned my head.At this moment, I suddenly realized that there seemed to be something wrong with Mr. Clarence's posture—his arm was around my waist, and I was clinging to Mr. Clarence's chest.This is really, really embarrassing!Thinking of this, I hastily wrenched myself free from Mr. Clarence's arms.I swam aside, kept a certain distance from him, didn't even dare to look at him, and thanked him in a low voice, in exchange for Mr. Clarence's low laughs.This made me even more embarrassed and had to turn away.

I was afraid of what he would say, so before Mr. Clarence could make a move, I kept rushing forward and swam to the destination I had set before.After a while, Mr. Clarence also caught up.

Once we reached our destination, we took a tour in relative silence.My attention is still on the jellyfish incident just now, and I don't remember what I introduced at all.When I came back to my senses, I saw Mr. Clarence staring at me intently.

He asked: "Asa, do you want to play on the sea for a while?"

Oh, the sea, the land, these memories are so painful to think of.Although I wanted to escape, it was Mr. Clarence's request, so I readily agreed.

I followed Mr. Clarence and swam towards the surface.As soon as I came out of the water, I saw a ship with three masts, covering the sky firmly, and the sailors sat around the shrouds, singing merrily.When I turned to the deck again, my heart ached.There stood the prince and the sailor, cuddling each other intimately.

My grandmother was calling me, and I had to stop my pen.I will tell you about the rest tomorrow.

Asa who is sorry for stopping

The author has something to say: "Here stands a large ship with three masts. There is only one sail on the ship, because there is no wind blowing. The sailors are sitting around the guard shrouds and on the yards." Original text .

Fourth letter

Dear Poseidon:

I was really sorry last time, because my grandmother kept calling me, so I had to leave early.Presumably you must be anxiously waiting, I will tell the story of what happened next.

When I surfaced and saw the prince hugging the sailor, the image was so dazzling that it made my heart ache.After all, the prince is someone I once liked, even though I'm about to forget him.

I was gasping for breath when Mr. Clarence leaned forward.He covered my eyes with his hands, and whispered in my ear: "Asa, don't be sad, you still have me."

His chest was pressed against my back, and as he spoke, his breath brushed the thin fins at the tips of my ears like a breeze (it was a little itchy, and I couldn't help moving my body).It's obviously cold blood, but I feel a steady stream of warmth from Mr. Clarence's fingertips.

Yes, I have a pen pal like Mr. Clarence, and with him by my side, I'm not alone.

Thinking of this, my breathing gradually stabilized and my mood returned to calm.I moved Mr. Clarence's hand away, and turned around with a grateful smile.Mr. Clarence smiled back.

There we listened to the sailors' songs for a while and watched the lanterns go up one after another.After that, as if to celebrate something, hundreds of rockets were launched into the air one after another, illuminating the surroundings of the ship brightly.Mr. Clarence was afraid that the sailors would find us, so he hugged me tightly and sank into the sea.

Fireworks are really a wonderful thing, it is like another sun, blooming in the sky, lighting up this quiet and peaceful sea.

I hid in Mr. Clarence's arms, staring obsessively at the sky and the rising fireworks until he kept whispering in my ear.Only then did I realize that the sky had returned to its dark state, and the lanterns were extinguished one by one, as if in response to the stopped singing, and the sea began to make slow, loud noises from the depths.

"A storm is coming," muttered Mr. Clarence, turning to me with a heavy face. "Come on, Asa."

I nodded and swam to him without a word and took his hand.

Mr. Clarence squeezed my hand and made a turning gesture.

At this moment, at the moment when Mr. Clarence and I were about to turn around, a panicked call suddenly came from the big ship behind us. It was uttered by hundreds of people together, and it resounded terrible and mournfully across the sea.

I stopped and turned my head in doubt, but saw a scene that horrified me—the sea surface that was calm just now had become restless, and bursts of fierce waves gushed out from the depths, causing the big ship to shake back and forth uncontrollably; The sound of the ship continued to come from inside, and it seemed that it would be torn apart in the next moment; the sailors had no time to climb the mast, and fell into the water like a shot seabird, calling for help to no avail.

Where is the prince?where is the princeI nervously grabbed Mr. Clarence's arm, searched for the prince, and finally found him in the corner—the prince and the sailor hugged and fell into the sea!

I want to save him!Before I had time to think, I was about to rush towards the prince, but was suddenly pulled back by a powerful arm.It's Mr. Clarence.

Mr. Clarence carried me to a rock above the sea (his arms were really strong, like a moray, bound tightly around my waist).He stared at me with dark eyes, strictly