fishing

What a wonderful time the summer vacation was originally! However, there is no lack of boring in this wonderful time, especially since I am in my hometown. Besides the elders who are much older than me and the younger generations who are much younger than me, there are no peers who can play with me. Sad. All day long is to write homework, watch TV, sleep, boring, I have nothing to do, and at home, I turned around and turned around to play tricks and tricks. The result unexpectedly made me pull out a good thing - fishing gear, oh yeah, my heart is very surprise, my biggest hobby is fishing, God gave me a set of fishing gear when I was most boring. Haha! It seems that the sky is not dead!

With the fishing gear, the bait was bad, there was no half-stay, I took the shovel and immediately set off, I found a more fertile land, excavated, and the shovel in my hand shoveled into the soil every time. I used the greatest strength, as if When the shovel goes down, all the shovel in this area will be shoveled up, dug for a long time, and finally get together. Now that the ammunition is adequately replenished and equipped, it will kill the lake next to my house.

There was a lot of weeds, and from the lake, I saw the white clouds in the sky. It felt so clear. My feet stepped on the grass and made a rustling sound like a piece of music, welcoming me. I found a cool place on the shore to sit down, put a good bait, hold the fishing rod, and both hands backwards, making a baseball throw, leaning forward, vigorously slamming, only to hear a bang, calm lake After a while, the white clouds in the lake were blurred by this shackle, but it gave people a feeling of embarrassment. This throwing is obviously not as far-reaching as it used to be when fishing, but it is so awkward, but at least it is thrown out. The surface of the water gradually calmed down, leaving only one buoy floating quietly on the water. My fishing is mainly to kill time and enjoy life. Although it sounds like the old grandfather will do, but as I ascend into the country, the learning pressure suddenly increases, I have rarely fished, even after I went to the country, I I haven’t fished in the whole semester. The next semester will be the second most stressful. My fishing rods are rusting. Now I only cherish this hard-won leisure and enjoyment. When I was busy enjoying it, the water suddenly swayed a tiny ripple, and the center of this squat was not my buoy. I immediately got up, my hand gripped the fishing rod, and my eyes stared at the The buoys up and down, the heart suddenly became nervous. Although I am fishing and enjoying it, I am not good at it, but it is always good to catch a fish, at least to satisfy the expectations of my heart. As the buoy sinks and the amplitude of the floating becomes larger, my heart becomes more and more tense, and at the same time, I am excited. I am looking forward to the moment when the buoy completely sinks. Suddenly, the moment has finally arrived. I will lift it at the fastest speed. Fish, oh! Splashing water, I saw a fish jump out of the water, and made a curved arc in the air. This curved front end is coming to me. At this time, I can see clearly, it is a lucky fish, it is in the fish. Under the traction of the line, I was dragged to my front. Although the fish is not particularly large, it is more than ten centimeters long, but the inner joy is still rolling like a heat wave. The first time I throw a cockroach, I can catch the fish. My luck today is really good. I carefully removed the hook from the fish's mouth as if I was afraid of hurting it, even if I knew it would eventually enter my stomach, then I gently put the fish into the bucket of water.

Re-pick the good bait and throw it hard again, this time obviously thrown farther than the last time. I continued to lie down and "enjoy". My good luck seemed to have been used up. After that, I threw it several times in a row and I didn't catch any more fish, but I was very satisfied.

Unconsciously, a few hours have passed, and there is a touch of orange on the horizon. The earth that has been burned by the sun for a whole day has finally appeared a bit cool. Looking at the buoy with no movement, "Go home." Pack up the things right away and get ready to go home. Before I went back, I took a look at the grass and Qinghu that accompanied me through the whole afternoon. I was a bit sad in my heart.

There was a red light shining on the lake, and the sunset was draped over my shoulder, shining on the back of my departure. Maybe later, maybe tomorrow, I will come to this lake, come to this quiet land, and enjoy this fishing again...

Chenli, Second Middle School, Nanshan District, Shenzhen, Guangdong: Chen Du