The end of the fish (two other songs)

Unrolling a blanket

An old woman lying on her side in the green grass

Her husband's white eyelashes sparkle in the wheelchair

Mediterranean Sea An expression of leisure and contentment surged from the top of his head

The hairy vegetation on the beach was blown to and fro by the wind

Under the illumination of the wall lamp

The peach tree once stood Flowers bloom at the end of their dream mirror

There are old poems written by the old man on the calendar

A delicious fish is stewed in the pot on the stove

The creek is the starting point

The fish eggs once hid in the water plants from the taste of another mouth

Here I skip the growing pains of the bitter summer

The fish mature A plate of dishes

After it eats the bait

A fisherman is fishing by the river

A fisherman is fishing in the dusk

Fishermen were fishing on the bridge where vehicles passed

Soon, for safety reasons

the urban management department erected a ban on the bridge

Fishing cards

The fisherman actually took his ten-year-old son to ride a bicycle

Went fishing further along the river bank in the drizzle

I An old man I know

is such a person who loves fishing

His arms were burned by the scorching sun

He has struggled with fishes time and time again

Small fry were caught and then released

If you meet a big fish, you can make a meal

He never mentioned the deliciousness of fish

Perhaps only the fishing process is their fun

In the deep blue night sky

You are a moon swimming around

Fish keepers post for fish tanks Use a dark blue background color

There will be night at home

Never close your eyes

You are a fish that cannot meditate

In a daze It is a heavy sleep

In the dream you will become a smiling beauty

Smiling at the clouds bringing food and water

When there is no one at home you will Speak

Language becomes panicked bubbles

Gradually you learn it

Endure hunger when the clouds are busy

Learn Waiting for a belated death in the bright morning

The white belly emerges from the water

Like the white fish belly that appears on the horizon at four o'clock in summer