Before you know it, the day is coming to an end. There must be a lot of feelings, which need to be well summarized and recorded in your diary. How to write a diary so as not to be stereotyped? The following is my diary of fishing for everyone, hoping to help everyone. Diary of going fishing 1
The weather on Monday, May 2th
This afternoon, my father and I got up at two o'clock, and some people wondered why we got up so early when it was a holiday. Tell you, because we are going fishing this afternoon!
I was holding a 6-meter-long pole, my father was holding an 8-meter-long fishing rod, and each of us carried a bag, which contained a 7-meter-long fishing line, a bag of earthworms, a "quick-come" fish meal and a "spore mine" bait. Dad's bag contains a bottle of ghost rice, a bag of earthworms and an 8-meter-long fishing line. Everything is ready, find the best position by a pond, tie the fishing line, throw away a handful of "ghost rice", then put on earthworms and start fishing.
I was holding a fishing rod and staring at the fish float. The fish float suddenly sank. I lifted the rod with a whoosh. Alas, how could it be a small fish about the size of a little finger? I knew there must be a big fish in the river. I put on bait, got some fish powder and started fishing again.
At this time, fish was served at Dad's, too. Wow! A stickleback about 15 cm long and 4cm in diameter! I smiled at my father: "Catch two or three more, and go home and stew with cabbage!" " Dad made an "OK" gesture, and I waited for the next fish to take the bait.
I saw my fish float a few times. I know, there must be a fish "trapped". Suddenly, the fish floats changed from two to six, and I quickly lifted the fishing rod again, boy! A tiger shark about 2cm long and 5cm in diameter! I have long heard that tiger sharks are delicious. Tonight, I must feast my eyes on them!
as the sun sets, we go home happily. Go fishing diary 2
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Yesterday at noon, my cousin suggested going fishing. I really wanted to go. My parents said, "We won't go. Ask my aunt to pick you up." After my aunt picked me up, I realized that we were fishing with relatives on my cousin's father's side, and I knew them. We catch earthworms first. There are several acres of land there, because it is foggy today, I think: there must be a lot of earthworms. As I expected, almost every time I hoe down, I will see one or two earthworms crawling around again. My cousin's father's relatives have a son who is so bold that I dare not catch earthworms. He dares to catch them and put them in a bucket filled with earthworms. When I see children younger than me, I dare to catch them. I also bite my teeth and put one in the bucket. I feel that earthworms are very soft. I like to catch earthworms. As soon as I see them, I will do it first, and the earthworms are struggling in my hands. After catching enough earthworms, it's time to prepare fishing gear for fishing. After I put on the earthworm, I started fishing. At first, nothing happened. After a while, I saw the buoy sinking, and I knew that there was a fish hooked. I immediately pulled the fishing rod, as if the fish were a Hercules. I saw the fish head, but in an instant, the fish broke free from the hook and ran away quickly.
Later, we never caught any fish, but we had a good time. Now I have come to a conclusion that fishing is not about the result, but about enjoying it. Diary of going fishing 3
On Saturday morning, my mother said to me, "The weather is so beautiful today, do you want to go fishing?" I jumped three feet high with joy and said loudly, "Of course I'm going!" "
After breakfast, my mother took me to a small pond to go fishing.
I saw some newly sprouted willows and some flowers and plants planted by the pond. There are some fish playing happily in the pond. It's really a good place to fish. Mother picked a place and sprinkled some fish food there. I couldn't wait to pick up the fishing rod and get ready to fish. When my mother saw it, she said, "I can't fish now. It will take a few minutes to fish." I asked, "Is it a minute? Two minutes? Or three minutes? " Mom said, "Not so fast, it will take at least 2-3 minutes." As soon as I heard this, I had to wait slowly and dejectedly.
After a long 25 minutes, my mother said, "Now you can fish." I jumped up excitedly, picked up the fishing rod and bait, put the bait on the hook and threw it into the pond. I sat by the small pond and waited for the fish to bite. After a long time, the buoy didn't move, so I couldn't help shouting, "The fish didn't take the bait either, and they were all gone. Fishing is really boring." The grandfather who was fishing next to him heard this and said, "Don't fish like a kitten. You are half-hearted, so be patient!" " Mom also said, "Yes, you have to be patient and concentrate to do something well!" " I listened to my grandfather and mother and continued to wait for the fish to bite by the pond. After a while, the buoy suddenly sank, and I quickly shouted, "Mom, mom, come and help, I must have caught a big fish!" " Mom quickly put down her fishing rod and came to help me pull it together. "Wow! It's a big carp, and I jump and jump happily. " Mom said, "Yes, you see, as long as you have patience and perseverance, you will certainly succeed. We can eat braised fish this evening!" "
in the evening, I ate braised carp, and I was so happy. Diary of going fishing 4
On a sunny afternoon, my friends and I are going to go fishing by the lake. My friends prepare fishing gear and I make bait. I mashed the compressed biscuits, seaweed, floss and flour in a basin, then added water and stirred them until they became thick paste. Finally, I baked them in the oven for five minutes, and then cut them into small pieces. With bait and fishing gear, my friends and I set off happily.
when I got to the fishing lake, I saw seven or eight people sitting by the lake, and each person had two or three fish swimming in his bucket. I couldn't help feeling a little envious. After my friends and I selected the location, we packed the bait and cast the line to attract the fish. We waited quietly for half an hour like two stone statues, but there was still no interest in "fish". When we lifted the fishing rod, the bait was gone, and it was estimated that it was pecked away by some shrimp soldiers and crabs.
change the bait and continue fishing. Not long after I put the hook, I saw the fishing rod shake. I was so happy that I quickly lifted it, but something unexpected happened. Who knows that this dark fish was just put out of the water by me, but he heard a "plop" and jumped into the water like a shadow. I had to look at the ripples on the water and feel sorry. It's no use regretting. I'm going to concentrate and make persistent efforts.
It's another one-hour long wait. I'm motionless and almost petrified. Looking at the setting sun, we are empty-handed. Just when I feel a little urgent fire attacking my heart, the fishing rod vibrates again. I hold my breath, concentrate, and get ready to go. When I mention it hard, I see a beautiful arc in the air, "I'm hooked!" Friends are dancing on the side. The fish was thrown ashore by me, and its tail was flapping on the ground. This is a koi fish with a little mottled color, and white is a symbol of icing on the cake. I immediately took off the hook and put it in the bucket.
When I got home, I put it in a big fish tank. Its color is very bright Shandan red, but there are some scattered white spots on the belly of the fish, which seems to be coming back from stepping on snow, so I named it "Treading on Snow".
During the afternoon fishing, there was tension and joy, from which I realized a deeper philosophy: success requires not only the right way, but also persistence and patience. Diary of going fishing 5
On a sunny morning, my father said that he would take me to the riverbank to fish. This was my first time to fish, and I jumped with joy.
When we arrived at the riverbank, we found a good place and put down the tools. Dad helped me to assemble the line first. I tried to put on the bait. It took me about 5 minutes to put it on, and my little hand was scratched by the hook. Then, I hurriedly threw the line into the middle of the river, and I waited quietly for the fish to bite. After a few minutes, I found that the fish was floating, and I couldn't resist the excitement. The fish also ate the bait cleanly. I felt that I was here to feed the fish. Suddenly I felt very lost. I was so angry that I threw the fishing rod heavily on the ground and scratched my head.
When my father saw my depressed appearance, he slowly smiled and walked up to me, whispering, "Don't worry, fishing needs patience. When the fish floats and is about to sink, bring it up again. In fact, the fish is very witty. Just now, the fish was just teasing you. Now try again and I believe you can succeed." After listening to my father's words, I suddenly felt full of confidence. I decided to try again, put on the bait again, and threw the line into the middle of the river again. I waited patiently for the fish to take the bait. For one or three minutes, I sat there like a "Buddha statue", staring at the floating with rapt attention. Suddenly, the fish floated down quickly, and I quickly lifted it up. Sure enough, I fell into a 1. Dad kept giving me a thumbs-up and boasting that I was a "little expert".
After a morning's hard work, my father and I returned home with a full load. This is the first time to fish, which not only taught me to fish, but also taught me to be serious and patient in everything to succeed! Go fishing diary 6
On Sunday morning, after finishing my homework, I asked my father, "What are you doing today?" Dad looked outside and said, "It's a fine day. Let's go fishing!" " When I heard this, I was overjoyed and quickly said, "Good! Good! " After that, my father and I took tools (hook, bait, fishing rod, fishing line and bucket) and set off.
When we came to the river, the sun was blazing in the sky, and the willows on the bank hung green branches, just like Miss Chun's long hair. From time to time, we could hear the cicadas on the tree "cicada, cicada". I looked into the river, which was crystal clear. Dad took out the fishing rod, hooked the bait on the hook, and then threw it hard into the water. I asked dad why he threw it in the middle, not just by the river. Dad said to me, "Because there are many aquatic plants along the river, and most of the fish are in the middle of the river." After a while, I saw the fishing line shaking and asked my father why it was moving. Dad said, "that's the fish eating the bait. At this time, you can't shake the fishing rod, because it's the fish testing. You have to wait for a while, and then you can shake it hard when the line sinks sharply." Suddenly, I saw the fishing line sinking sharply and said loudly, "Dad! Dad! The fish is hooked. " I saw my father throw the fish on the grass with a hard swing. The fish are jumping on the grass. Dad says, "Go and catch the fish in the bucket." As soon as I heard this, I ran to catch the fish quickly, but the fish was too slippery. It took me a long time to catch the fish in the bucket, and I was so tired that I was sweating!
Dad said, "You have to be patient in everything, and you have to be patient in fishing!" " Oh, I thought to myself, "fishing is also a science!" " Diary of going fishing 7
Today, my parents and grandpa took me fishing. We drove to a big fish pond and saw several grandfathers already there! There is a big net bag beside them. When I see it, there are crucian carp, herring and bream. . I think: I like eating crucian carp best, if only I could catch a few crucian carp! I quickly asked my mother, "Can we start fishing?" "Start work!" Mom said with a smile.
My mother first taught me to put the earthworm on the hook, then threw the fishing rod hard and threw the line into the river. My mother put the fishing rod in my hand. "Watch the float on the river carefully, it moves, which means that there is a fish hooked." I coded the fishing rod tightly, my eyes were fixed on the river, and I didn't dare to blink.
One minute passed, two minutes passed, and five minutes passed, but the float on the river didn't move. The burning sun made me sweat. I was a little impatient and asked my mother, "Why doesn't the fish take the bait?" Mom smiled and said, "Kiki, fishing should be patient, not like a kitten fishing!" " So I just moved a stool, sat down and waited.
Suddenly, I noticed that the float moved, and I wanted to take up the line at once, but my mother said softly, "You can't pull it. The fish is just testing. You have to wait until the float goes down, up and down, which means the fish has been hooked." I held my breath and watched the float go down, up and down again. "You can pull it!" Mom came to pull the fishing rod up with me. Wow, a big, lively crucian carp was dragged out of the water by us. At this moment, dad ran over with a net bag and helped us catch the fish!
Dad put the fish on the grass from the net bag, and the fish jumped around on the grass. Looking at the fish he caught for the first time, I couldn't close my mouth when I thought of the delicious fish soup at night. Diary of going fishing 8
My father is not tall and thin, but he is handsome in the sunshine, and his favorite thing is fishing, which is called "fish mania".
When he's free, he always takes out his fishing gear, like holding a family heirloom, carefully spreading it out, with a "tut-tut" sound in his mouth and an obsessive expression in his eyes, and gently wiping it on the fishing rod and pulley with a rag. He only watches TV on the Four Seas Fishing Channel. If we want to change the channel, he will definitely refuse at once and hold the remote control board firmly like a child who is afraid of being robbed of his beloved toy.
He often makes some "dark fish material": first put a handful of glutinous rice, then put a lot of honey, and he doesn't feel bad about money at all. If dad buys bait, he must buy imported bait; And I usually want to eat some imported food, but he brutally refused.
Dad goes fishing almost once a week. He has been to many beautiful sea areas of the motherland and some small reservoirs around him. When I went fishing in the sea, it was all around me. Foreign, but he didn't flinch. Sometimes the waves roll, the environment is bad, and there is no delicious food, but he is still full of energy. Sometimes he gets up in the middle of the night, and he doesn't feel sleepy, but strangely, as soon as he gets home, he lies in bed lazily and snores loudly at night.
Dad's fishing skills are also very high! When the fish was hooked, Dad took his time, pulling the fishing rod with his left hand and the net with his right hand, slowly pulling the fishing rod, letting the hook "catch" the fish mouth tightly, and then slowly letting the rod rise. The higher the hook, the closer it gets, and the fish is still struggling desperately. But now, the hook has been clinging to the fish like a talon. The more the fish struggles, the tighter the hook will be and it will not be thrown away. Finally, the fish had no strength, so we had to give in easily and put them in the fish bucket. Dad always eats fresh wild fish at home by this technology. Even now, the family wants to throw up when they see him bring fish back.
This is my fish-obsessed dad. Go fishing diary 9
On February 25th, I went to Nansha Eighteen Arhats to catch big fish. Although I am a talented little girl, I just