In the spring morning, he sat quietly on the bank of the river, fishing for the secrets beneath the surface. He's the one obsessed with fishing, and his world is at the intersection of buoys and water.
Some people say that there is an ocean in the heart of a fisherman, which is full of endless ** and unknown. They use fish as bait to lure them into the bait, but they don't know that they are also attracted by the bait, and gradually sink into this deep sea. They forgot the warmth of the shore, ignored the concern of their family, and left only the tranquility and freedom of being alone.
Why do the wives of fishermen want to get divorced? Maybe it's because they feel the forgotten coldness in their loneliness and waiting. They were once his warm havens, but now they are his forgotten corners. Their worries and expectations flowed into the boundless distance with the ripples of the river.
Fisherman, do you remember the wife who did your laundry, cooked for you, and gave birth to your children? She was your world, but now she is a stranger to your heart. Do you realize that while you enjoy fishing, the warmth of family is quietly slipping away?
Family and fishing are not opposites. But when fishing becomes your whole life, your family becomes a victim of your neglect. You need to regain that lost warmth and regain that forgotten concern. Because, in the deepest part of your heart, you still love the wife who gave everything for you, and you still crave the warmth of that family.
I hope that everyone who fishes can enjoy the gifts of nature while not forgetting the concern and responsibility of the family. Let the joy of fishing and the warmth of family bloom together to the beauty of life. Only in this way can we truly appreciate the true meaning of life and enjoy the whole picture of life.
May all families live in harmony, and may all anglers be able to find a balance in their lives. In the ripples of the river, find the warmth of family; In the bait, find back the responsibility of life. Let your family be your eternal harbor, and let fishing become the embellishment of your life. Only in this way can we truly understand life and truly feel the beauty of life.
May every family be like the weeping willows by the river, tough and beautiful; I hope that everyone who fishes can enjoy nature while also feeling the warmth and beauty of family. Let us cherish this beauty together and let life become our most beautiful poem.
May the family always be a warm harbor, and may fishing always be the embellishment of life. Let that love for family and obsession with fishing weave a beautiful picture of our life together. Finally, may all families be happy, and may all anglers find balance and beauty in life.