I was a little disappointed early in the morning that the Royal Reservoir actually hung a sign prohibiting fishing. Navigation moved to Taolaoba Reservoir, but there were unexpected gains. The wind in the morning is very strong and cool. I sit alone on the paved "red carpet" avenue, listening to poems, singing poems, reading the Bible, playing harmoniously with the trees with the wind and enjoying the mellow sound. When I was tired of singing, I went to see the fish caught by the father and son. Just look at their faces. As soon as I got close to them, my son knew there were fish when he was excited, and then he reported to me and quietly started fishing. A long and narrow board, a fishing position, two people are a little crowded, Mr. Wang is deep fishing in front, and his son is shallow fishing on the right. Around the reservoir, a unified narrow version was built as a fishing position, which looked like a fishing competition. This environment is the best among many reservoirs. Small fish, mantissa together, I actually caught three or four pounds.
They have a harvest, and my harvest is between flowers and plants. At half past nine, in the scorching sun, I wrapped myself up and set off. First, I walked around the reservoir. There are toilets, vegetable fields, three dogs and a cat near the fish boss's house. I stopped and took a look at the big dog for fear of disturbing it. Fortunately, fishermen come and go, and it is estimated that it is also smart and will not launch an attack. The fishing position here is deep, and there must be big fish. After the observation, I walked towards the village, hoping to gain something else. Sure enough, I found the ducks at the water's edge motionless, and the road was too quiet! I was attracted by a reflection. The silver phantom of yellow flowers, blue sky and green shade is so charming. What a beautiful picture!
Although the ditches and fields are not lush, there is a scene of bumper harvest. Looking east and west, many wheat fields have been harvested. There seems to be a harvester in the distance, and I am walking towards the wheat field in the distance. Looking at the wheat field at close range, half of it has been harvested and half is endless, which is very gratifying. Think of Van Gogh's wheat fields. Although it is not so gorgeous compared with his golden color, isn't the realistic version of the wheat field the reaper's Miho Kaneko? Ask the landlord, an acre of wheat is 900 Jin, and the output is ok. The wheat field is a scene of turning over the ground, and then another scene behind the harvester. When harvesting, the clever bird followed the harvester and picked up fresh wheat grains, which were really full and delicious.
It was nearly noon when I returned to the reservoir. Mr. Wang ordered a box lunch. It is quite extravagant to have a normal lunch while fishing by the reservoir. There is one in 20 yuan.
Me: Three boxes?
Sir: Two boxes. I'll just eat the bread I brought.
Me: How is that possible? ! Anyway, all three of us ate well. Ask the boss to order another copy.
Sir: OK, I don't want to order. I don't want to eat a box lunch.
I know my husband's heart best, but the rice should be delicious, alas!
Dinner is ready! The son tasted the food and said, it's better than your cooking! I tasted it and it was delicious. Halfway through the meal, I suddenly thought of Mr. Wang and told him that I couldn't finish it. You finish it. He couldn't refuse and ate it. Authentic steamed meat, several home-cooked dishes, but with different tastes. Even ordinary fried eggs make my taste explode. It's really weird. Maybe it's earth eggs, all because of their own cultivation!
I like it here. A handful of dirt, a wheat, a flower, a sheep, a dog … and a delicious lunch. In the air, under the sun, everywhere exudes the breath of life, infinite vitality!
Life sentiment:
First, Mr. Wang didn't order an extra box lunch; Second, driving to the city for one night costs 17 yuan more (charged by the hour). Usually, in order to save this money, it takes us 38 kilometers to drive back to the city from the reservoir, then drive back to our home in the high-tech zone for half an hour when we are tired, and then take five subway stops to our home in the city. He has been driving, but I can't. Seeing his hard work, I advised others not to be tired, so I paid the parking fee and had a good rest. Mr. Wang also figured it out and drove away at 7 o'clock the next morning (stopped at 7 o'clock in the morning and started charging again)
What I see is the responsibility and responsibility of my family. Everyone who makes money knows that it is not easy to make money, paying special attention to the use of money; If people who don't make money don't understand the hardships of those who make money and think that they can spend it casually, it is also extremely selfish! Reflect on yourself and warn yourself. In life, it is not easy for anyone to live and work in peace and contentment without losing balance and conscience.