春天来了,钓鱼人便“活”了。蛰伏了一个冬天,手也软了,腰也松了,腿也沉了,如今一走进春天里,找到了感觉,找到了开心,也找回了神采。双休日的早晨,四通八达的大路上小路上都有钓鱼人“赶场”的身影,公共汽车上有三五钓鱼人的欢笑声,乡村小路上有钓鱼人摩托车欢快的轰鸣,雾霭弥 Spring is coming and the fisherman will “live”. Dormant a winter, hands are soft, the waist is loose, legs are sinking, and now into the spring, found the feeling, found a happy, but also find the look. On weekends in the morning, there are anglers on the road in all directions, “hurry” figure, there are three or five fishing people in the bus on the laughter, the country road with the merry roar of the fisherman motorcycle, fog Miya