Fishing is the earliest article published by Wang Zengqi, and it is the literary starting point for his appearance in front of everyone. He was twenty years old that year. At first glance, I think this article is quite interesting, because I happened to read Wang Zengqi's "Registration", and the author wrote others' impressions of himself:

This is an interesting thing. It is natural that the author's literature begins with "water". The author finally said, "But the level of our country is always soft, peaceful and flowing quietly", which seems to sum up his attitude towards life. As it happens, his first article is also like this, with water flowing quietly. He was twenty years old that year. Will he think that the water in his hometown will stay on him forever?

Now, let's start fishing.

The beginning is very simple, that is, a person is bored at noon. Watching bees is annoying; Where are the books? I'm bored and don't read them. Smoking, the last one is gone, looking at the empty cigarette case. There is nothing to drink in the porcelain pot, so:

In the last sentence, fishing enthusiasts can use it to make personalized signatures, which is full of literary flavor.

Then I went fishing-however, the author did not write how to go fishing, but simply mentioned the origin and achievements of his fishing equipment as a child. What is lit on the hook is an embroidery needle made with my mother. Where is the line? I went to my sister's box to get it. Floating garlic stems. Finally, after many failures, I finally got a silver carp.

On the way to fishing, the author began to explain. When I read it, I have a feeling that I am savoring his words, while he is traveling, guiding himself and watching:

Then there was an introduction. Finally, when I got to the place, I threw the hook into the water. The author said, "I didn't come for the fish. Why should I care about the depth of the float?" Isn't this the story of the legendary fisherman who wandered from the depth of the water to "I don't know my surname when I became an emperor"? Finally, did a leaf break his meditation, or did a leaf just melt into his meditation?

When sunset and smoke call people home, the author writes:

This is the author's first article, which is included in the novel volume of Complete Works. I don't know if "I" is the author, but I'd rather be. Did I get anything from this article? A rare answer-