朋友早就相约去乡间钓鱼。上个周日终于成行。 出门伊始,天空飘飘洒洒下起雨来,雨珠斜斜地擦车窗而过,车轮压着水花一路驰向乡间。翠绿的田野和远近的树扑面而来迎接着我们。 目的地到了,芜杂的农舍、泥泞的街道和在雨中被淋湿的小鸡都让人有一种久违的亲切。 进村时看到路边农舍院墙上书写有“院内钓鱼” Friends have long been similar to go fishing in the country. Last Sunday finally made it. Go out at the beginning, the sky fluttering sprinkle rain, raindrops and wipe the window, the wheels pressed all the way to the countryside. The verdant fields and distant trees bluster and greet us. The destination, the messy farmhouse, the muddy streets and the chickens wet in the rain all make for a long time. When the village saw the roadside farmhouse wall writing “hospital fishing”