When the water is extremely clear, there are no fish; when people observe it carefully, there are no disciples.

Everyone has a little bit of obsession, whether they are obsessed with a woman, or obsessed with space science, or obsessed with fishing. Being obsessed with one thing means being dedicated to one thing. Being obsessed with it makes people forget to eat and sleep. There is ignorance, and then there is success.

Fishing in Green Bay in spring, the apricot flowers bloom in deep spring.

When Jiang Ziya was fishing on the Wei River, Confucius and Chen Cai once ran out of food.

To fish, you must catch sea turtles, and to make friends, you must make friends with nobles.

After returning from fishing, the boat is not tied up, and Jiangcun is sleeping under the moonlight.

The fisherman stays near the western rock at night, and at dawn he draws clear Xiang and burns Chu bamboo.

A man in a boat with a coir raincoat fishing alone in the snow in the cold river.