Flash novel: fishing

What are you doing. At the beginning, when the acquaintance passed by, he asked him for a long time. After a long time, no one asked again. Everyone who was unfamiliar to everyone said that he was crazy.

What about the dragon. He said this, asking him who did not ask him as long as he passed by him, he said, fishing for the dragon.

He stretched the fishing rod older, and the fishing line was still quiet, sometimes swaying, and standing for a long time. He could close his eyes and sway, and he would occasionally say a word to me. His fishing rod is a green bamboo rod with a thickness of more than ten meters in mouth. The fishing line is a hemp rope with a diameter of two cm and thick. The hemp rope scratched a arc in the air, such as a bow that shot towards him, as if he dragged a sailing bone that was far away. Bow has no string, the nickname people give up.

Bow, Ding Ding Dang. There is hail in the storm. The place where his fishing pole is a large residents who have been deserted for many years. Posted a shed in the place where he was demolished, and there were some greens around the sheds. After raising a few chickens or something, he couldn't do anything after the fence. He set up a fishing rod and started fishing. His house has been demolished for many years, the compensation was not paid, and the house was not given. His wife was crazy, and he didn't know where to go with the child.

Alas. A hail of the size of the pigeon egg fell on his head and immediately raised a bag. He was dark in front of him, and he was almost fainted. At a glance, the fishing line swayed with the fishing hook in the air. For example, he was tied to the autumn of the two large locust trees in front of his house in the early years of the Qingming Festival. Talk to himself, how about the dragon, and the dragon. He hasn't said this for many days. After the wall, no one has passed here for many days.

Fellow, the fellow gets on the car. Who shouted so loudly?

In the storm and hail, a man with a national character -shaped face opened the door and got out of the car to raise him up. I was the secretary who had just arrived here.

Fishing. He opened his eyes crying, and he looked up to see the dawn. In the world, a dragon flew on his fishing hook, and I really caught the dragon.

(2022.7.7 At Qilu Hospital of Shandong University)

Introduction to Biqi:

Biqi, real name Luan Jiakin, native of Northeast Township, Gaomi, Shandong. Member of the Mo Yan Research Association, a member of the Flash Novel Professional Committee of the China Fable Literature Research Society, director of the Bizui Book House Fit Fiction Base of Northeast Township, Nakami City, Top Ten New Writers of China Flash Novels, Chairman of the Northern Township Writers Association of Gaomi City, China The deputy president and editor -in -chief of the Flash Novel Professional Platform "Xianquan Literature". Film and television dramas, publishing novels "Flower Neck", prose collection "Walking through the impression of yesterday", "Running All the way", flash novel collection "Heart", "秫秫", and long novel "Zi Yan".

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