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Fishing in the sea has always been my wish. I waited for this for more than a year, and today my dream finally came true. We haven't set out yet, and some small proposals have already happened. Today is grade one. When I get up in the morning, the wind is strong. My mother-in-law said, don't go today. Fortunately, at eight o'clock, there was a glimmer of light and the wind was much smaller. At ten o'clock, we started on time. First, we took a group photo at the bow and said loudly: Yueqing Bay, I'm coming! Because I just wanted to play, I forgot to shoot it when I cast the net. Now I go directly to the Internet cafe. Today's harvest feels a lot of rubbish, but … there is a big fish in it, and it is precisely because of the arrival of this fish that it brings us great happiness. Everyone said that without this fish, our journey today would be a lot eclipsed. My close contact with fish, such a big fish, became the delicious food of our lunch. Then there are not so many nets. After all, this season is not suitable for fishing.

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My fishing life

Paddling should be in the middle of the water and drumming should be in the middle;

To be an official, you have to be Bao Qingtian, and the sun will accompany you at night.

At sunset, I heard a woman from Jiaodu village standing at the bow singing folk songs. Wang Keshan, a villager from Jiaodu who took me out fishing, told me, "The women are back from shrimp fishing."

My eyes crossed the bushes, and in the sunset glow, from a distance, a boat slowly rowed out of the depths of the lake on the half-river.

"Sister, how many pounds of shrimp did you catch today?"

The crisp voice of the woman opposite came over: "There are not many miles, five or six pounds of shrimp. What's the matter, Keshan, you went fishing so early today? "

"If there are guests in the city who come out fishing with me, they will come out early."

"Go back to my house to drink. My child came back from work in the city today and brought some snacks. "

"Yo-wait."

Xiao Xie, a township cadre who accompanied me, said to me, "The people who live in this area are all Hakkas. Since the Jin, Tang and Song Dynasties, the ancestors of Hakkas have moved from the Central Plains to Tingzhou in western Fujian. Later, the descendants of Hakkas expanded along Tingjiang River to eastern Guangdong, southern Fujian and southwestern Zhejiang, while the Tingzhou people in Yunhe and China moved from Tingzhou County, the capital of Tingzhou, Fujian Province, to bury the line and double-eyelid refugees. They reclaimed land by the Oujiang River and settled for 400 years. Today, they still inherit the unique Hakka dialects, folk customs, culture and art, which not only retain the ancient charm of the Central Plains, but also soak up the southern customs, which are original and fascinating ... "

At some point, the sunset just emerged from the water bit by bit. From a distance, there is a shy blush on the girl's face on the water. Sitting in the boat, listening to the even "wow-wow-"paddle sound, I was deeply attracted by Hakka culture.

"Why do you Hakkas go out fishing at night?" I asked curiously.

Wang Keshan, who is in his forties, is gently warmed by the sunset. He said: "There are many fishing boats coming and going in the reservoir area during the day, and the net we cast is easy to be cut. So we went out at seven or eight in the evening and cast nets along the reservoir area. Generally, we laid a net for several kilometers, went back to sleep at ten o'clock, and closed the net at one or two in the morning the next day. "

Speaking of which, at this moment, we heard the folk songs in the distance. Wang Keshan said that all the men came out to cast their nets.

At this time, it was dusk, and sweet love songs echoed on the water:

Ten bayberries are nine red, and lanterns are hung on bayberry trees;

Better lanterns need candles, and better sisters need husbands.

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Water, the water surface is flat, you can't hear babbling. Grass is like a green halberd, and it is heavily guarded in rows.

"Wow-wow-",I helped Wang Keshan row the boat, and he spoke to me while casting his net.

"How many fish can you catch a day?"

"Because the best time for fishing has passed, we can only catch seven or eight pounds of arowana a day."

"How many fish can the best fishermen in the village catch in a day?"

"Sometimes they can earn six or seven hundred yuan a day by fishing."

"What about you?"

"At the best of times, I can earn 100 yuan a day by fishing."

"Is there any other income at home besides fishing?"

"That is camellia oil, which can earn one or two thousand yuan a year."

"Where are the children?"

"They all work outside the mountain."

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That night, the moon has lost two or three points. After she became a double eyelid surgery, she walked out of the boudoir evening makeup at a leisurely pace. The mountains on both sides gradually drifted away, and there was silence all around, except for the crickets. Wang Keshan's fishing net was cast. I, Xiao Xie and Wang Keshan of the township government, were lying in the boat on this beautiful night, thinking about their own worries one build what did not build. The lake rose and surrounded the village with the smell of Hua Mao.

Suddenly, Wang Keshan called, "Here comes the flower arranging hall."

"What flower arrangement hall?" I asked in confusion.

Xiao Xie quickly explained to me, "It is said that a declining emperor in the Song Dynasty fled to Taohua Village near the Oujiang River. /kloc-Lan Chungu, a beautiful girl of 0/8 years old, used her quick wits to hide him in a cool bed in the boudoir, and let the emperor pretend to be her husband who had been ill in bed for a long time, thus avoiding the pursuit of the bad guys. This incident was considered immoral by ignorant villagers. The girl wrote her last poem in terrible language and hanged herself in Zhang Shuping. Later, Emperor Chen put down the rebellion, transferred his troops back to the imperial court, and sent an imperial envoy to marry the girl to be the "queen of protecting the country". What he got was a girl's farewell poem: "When the sky is full of beauty, the lover is ridiculed and cheated, and the child is rewarded tonight, and we know each other's innocence." The emperor was heartbroken and ordered a temple to be built beside the Oujiang River for sacrifice. That girl is the daughter of Huanghua, and she is not fragrant. She only accepted flower arrangements and sacrifices. The emperor wrote a cross plaque in calligraphy, "Protecting the Mother God of Flower Arrangement". From then on, business travelers from Longquan to Wenzhou who take the Oujiang Waterway will stop at this famous flower arrangement hall to present flowers of the four seasons to the Queen of Flower Arrangement and pray for peace, health, love and wealth. "

When Xiao Xie said these words, I seemed to see the beautiful face of Blue Spring Valley floating out of the quiet lake. She danced with long sleeves and left a gentle touch on the white stone barefoot.

That night, Wang Keshan caught 100 kilograms of fish. He was very happy and insisted on inviting us to his house for a drink, saying that we had brought him good luck.

Xiao Xie and I accepted it happily.

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When we came back from fishing, the sun rose in the morning, red as blood, and a row of egrets rose to the sky on the lake.

Tea seeds are blooming all over the sky, and some women don't marry fishermen;

Qingshan is early in February and busy in September, winter and October.

At this time, women in Jiaodu village sang folk songs and came out to catch shrimps.

Tea seeds are blooming all over the sky, and women want to marry fishermen;

Fishing Langzi has a good friendship and is happy to go with her sister.

Men give fishing boats to women in front of folk songs, and women get off the boat with shrimp baskets and slippers on their backs.

The figure of the woman is getting farther and farther away, and the man calls on the shore: "Come back early at noon." The distant echo echoed in the lake. ...

We saw it on the shore: the woman in the hat salvaged the shrimp basket put down the day before, dumped the shrimp, and put the flour and distiller's grains back as bait. If the shrimp basket is broken, replace it with a new one. They rowed and put shrimp baskets at the same time, and their movements were very skilled. Accompanied by a leaf-tailed boat, women are looming among the hairy flowers by the lake. From a distance, a woman who bows her back and catches shrimp with a thin waist is really the most beautiful picture of a fisherman's woman catching shrimp.

Xiao Xie told me poetically that we seemed to see a Korean woman with a rhinoplasty in Baiyangdian, and we became guerrillas in Sun Li's works. ...

When he came to Wang Keshan's house, he took out sweet wine for Xiao Xie and me to drink. I looked at three bowls full of wine and hesitated whether to drink together.

"Take the door to drink three glasses of wine, drinking is a friend, you don't drink is to look down on friends. Hakka people are very hospitable. Drink it, or they won't be friends. " Xiao Xie aside advised me.

Finally, I was persuaded, so I had to drink these three glasses of wine. From then on, I became a friend of Hakka people.

Looking at my red face, Wang Keshan took out the best dried fish for me. I paid him at the market price, but he insisted on not paying. ...

"It's raining, it's raining, and the sun shines." The sun has three heights. Wang Keshan is busy cutting and drying fish in the yard ... He can see his wife catching shrimp in the lake and the crops in the field when he looks up. And the determined wife who catches shrimp in a lake with mountains and rivers in contrast can see her husband drying dried fish at home and the dog squatting at the door in the blink of an eye. ...

Across the lake, Wang Keshan's son bought a new mobile phone from the county seat and shouted at a distance. Wang Keshan quickly put down the fish and rowed another boat to pick up his son.

Later, I had a rhinoplasty operation and learned that every family here has a boat. Ships have become the most important means of transportation, but there are no bicycles, motorcycles and other means of transportation here.

When I left Jiaodu Village at noon, I met the shrimping girls in Jiaodu Village who sold shrimps at Longmen Wharf. They sold them to foreign traders who came to buy them at the price of 5 yuan per catty. They smiled at me, and their laughter echoed in my heart like their watery eyes. ...

At that time, Jiaodu Village was very lively, with fishermen, camellia oil sellers, steamed stuffed bun shops ... and several houses like diaojiao buildings standing by the stream like little women. Women and men in the village wear the same old blue clothes. Although the clothes are almost the same color, the women who grew up drinking the stream are watery, and the thin waist is wearing close-fitting blue flowers. Everyone can see the amorous feelings of the women in the village.

After the 1980s, Jinshuitan Power Station was completed, so a canal lake appeared, which flooded the original Jiaodu village. Most people in Jiaodu village have become immigrants and moved to other places. Another part of people who make a living by fishing settled near the reservoir and continued to fish in the reservoir area, so there was Xindujiao Village with a population of 100.

Today, there are still many people in Xindujiao Village who make a living by fishing. In the evening, men go out to fish, while women mend nets at home; During the day, women go out to catch shrimp, and men dry dried fish at home. People here still live a simple and carefree life.