The nursery rhymes of fishing are black as soon as they are black!
Fishing, go home!
Your mother is waiting for you,
Mother fish is waiting for it.
Fishing nursery rhymes 2 criss-crossing streets and alleys
Like a rushing river.
A speeding car
It's like a fish shuttling.
Fishermen observe words on the shore.
Fish observe colors in water.
Fishermen want to catch fish every day.
Fish don't want to be caught again and again.
Fishing technology is getting higher and higher.
Coat the bait with LSD.
The fish is getting more and more exquisite.
Reflections on the transformation strategy
The place where the hook is thrown often changes.
Don't always lie in the same place.
The grade of bait is constantly improving.
It can't always smell.
Carefully identify the bait
Don't swallow easily with your mouth open
I would rather not eat for three days.
Don't get caught today.
Both are fighting for wisdom.
Losers are always weak.
A red goldfish is swimming.
Looking around, I look hungry.
The fisherman seized the opportunity to throw the bait.
The fish swallowed it and tried to escape quickly.
Unfortunately, the hook has been hooked tightly.
Delicious fish are caught again.
The fish begged him to live.
The angler smiled gloatingly.
It is a sin to be found greedy.
The fisherman's tricks are disgusting.
This way of fishing
You and I can both comment.
The nursery rhymes of fishing are three baits.
Ren Haifeng brushed his cheek.
It smells slightly sweet.
It makes people feel better.
Open the bait bag
Gently sprinkle some live bait into the sea.
The way they struggle between life and death.
Will attract more ugly but delicious fish.
Witness your beautiful but inedible face
As everyone knows, it also wants to devour you.
You also want to put it on the menu.
Hanging bait
Pick up the live bait slowly
Gently thrust the hook into his abdomen.
Or from beginning to end
Cut it or open it.
Hang on a hook
A striking crimson.
It's blood
But not their own.
You don't have to worry about it.
Enjoy the sense of superiority that this moment has given him death.
Swing hook
The hook is bent.
The bait is curved.
The trajectory of the hook is also curved.
But no matter how curved it is.
Will pierce the waves forever, pierce Cang Lan.
Between the sun and the sea
Draw a pale arc
Like garbage
Be thrown into the darkness
Sink to the bottom of the sea, fall silent
wait for
The greatest leisure in life is this.
Looking at the flickering shadows on the sea level
Tasting the fishy wind between heaven and earth.
Crimson and dim blood step on your feet.
Indulge in the fragrance of afterglow
Don't worry about anything.
after all
There are always many greedy fish to swallow the bait.
Even though I know I'm desperate
cut off
Pull the fishing line slowly
Just now, I enjoyed the fish whose baits are struggling with life and death.
At this moment, I also tried my best to struggle and cry.
That's right, struggle, cry
The fierce hook front pierced its throat.
The moment of fear deprived it of the right to cry.
Even so, the mouth is still open.
Eyelids are also crystal clear.
All you have to do is throw the line once.
Let it fall from the sky and hit the ground hard.