On one side, there is the vast ocean in the north, with food and memories of warmth; on the
other, the frozen ground in the south is covered with snow and thousands of feet of ice, but it is down-to-earth and firm.
God is harsh.
Where there is food, they cannot reproduce, and the place where they reproduce is freezing cold.
Hunger and love cannot be both.
Penguin, only with a long trek to fulfill.
It was a team with no end in sight.
To the south, to the land of their oath.
They can't be left behind because they haven't been in love yet.
Falling in love, giving birth, this is their dance.
All this has to be done carefully and in unison.
The mothers are exhausted after giving birth, and they have to go back to the beach.
Dad hatched the baby egg on the warm soles of his feet and continued to spin against the blizzard.
Hungry, gasping into ice, such a day has lasted three or four months, shocking!
So tough, just for love and reproduction.
The perseverance that the weak life burst out, I sigh, and we all sigh.
The distance between Beijing and Zhuhai makes the love of friends disappear, leaving only tears and curses.
After all, human beings are more vulnerable!
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