On Sunday, the weather is sunny. My father and I are going to go fishing for eels in the country fields with buckets and hooks.
When we came to the field, my father and I dug some earthworms and put them in the bag as bait. Then, we began to look for eel holes on the ridge. This ridge is not as wide and flat as the highway. It's narrow, wet and slippery. Within a few steps, I fell on my back and my ass was covered with mud. I wiped it with my hand and turned into a big face. This funny look made dad laugh at the side. At this time, I am so angry that I really want to go home, but I can't give up halfway! I got up, washed my hands and started looking for the eel hole again. My father and I searched and searched, and finally found a small hole near the ridge. This hole is wet and a little smooth. My father said it didn't look like a snake hole, but it might be an eel hole. So, I carefully put the hook in the hole, but after waiting for more than ten minutes, nothing happened. I'm getting a little impatient. My father seemed to read my mind and whispered to me, "Be patient. Stick to it for a while, maybe you will get something! " "Sure enough, in a short time, the hook swung from side to side. I was quick of eye and quick of hand, and pulled hard, and finally an eel the size of a thumb appeared in front of me. Although it struggled desperately, it still couldn't escape from my palm. "Ha ha! "My father and I smiled happily. ...
Soon, half a day passed, and my bucket was still not satisfactory, but I was still very happy. Because I have learned a truth: no matter what you do, you must be patient.
Chapter 2: Catching Monopterus albus
1 In the afternoon of May, I came to my uncle's house to play and saw a big water tank by the door. I walked over and found a lot of eels hiding under the water, so I got the idea of catching eels. But the water is deep, how to catch it? I was lost in thought for a moment. ...
Suddenly, I had a plan, just four words: startle the snake. To "startle the snake" means to roll up the water in waves, roll up the eel in waves, and then seize it, right? It happened that my sister came over and we discussed it, so the matter of rolling waves fell into my sister's hands. My sister's hand kept stirring in the water, only to see a whirlpool rolling out of the water and turning like a windmill. Suddenly, an eel appeared. I caught it quickly, and it worked! I saw a pair of small eyes of Monopterus albus flashing from time to time, with slippery body, thin tail, brown back and yellow abdomen. I was fascinated by it. Inadvertently, Monopterus albus slipped back into the water with a whoosh and dived to the bottom. I thought to myself: Monopterus albus is really "cunning"!
We didn't lose heart. We caught many eels. I grabbed the eel in my hand and scared my mother for a while, making her scream. Tease your brother for a while and make him laugh; And my own clothes and pants are all wet, but I completely ignore them and still enjoy playing. ...
Although it is difficult to catch eel, I have never experienced that kind of happiness and feel extremely happy.
The third article: composition about catching eels
Summer vacation is coming again, and my brother is back. It was a sunny day. It makes people feel very comfortable. We made an appointment to catch eels.
We found a "land of geomantic omen" and started our journey to find the eel cave. "Brother, there is a hole" "Really? I rushed over to steal the clock. Looking at it carefully, it turns out that there is a big gap, and I am happy for nothing. ! Forget it, look again! I tried to suppress my anger. My brother's eyes suddenly stopped at a small hole the size of a thumb. I followed, and the eel hole was my first reaction! Hey, really. I started planning at once. Suddenly a hole divides into two holes. Haha, I'm not afraid. I asked my brother to dig. We all plan hard. Plane, plane. " "No hole," cried the younger brother. No? "No" and "Oh, let's dig this". We planned it again, and the sun shone on my brother and me. Soon the two of us were sweating like a pig. I looked up with a "wow". I cried. We dug a whole meter. It's about 20 centimeters deep. I thought to myself: I haven't dug for a long time, can't I? I really want to back down. But on second thought: there is a saying that persistence is victory. How can I give up easily? I started digging again. "Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah." My finger seems to have been bitten by something. "It's an eel," my brother cried. When I saw it, boy, it was as thick as my finger. I grabbed it with one hand. Haha, God helps those who help themselves. I finally caught this 20 cm long and 3 cm wide eel. "Ha ha ha ha ha ha" I laughed.
The sun set, and the afterglow of the setting sun shone on our way home. We walked on the road, holding eels in our hands, thinking about the praise of adults, and it was inevitable that we were a little proud. On this day, I not only caught the eel, but also learned to persist.
Chapter 4: Fishing Monopterus albus
When I was shopping on Sunday, I found someone selling eels. These eels are small and thin, with different sizes and thorns on their mouths. They are obviously wild eels caught. This reminds me of the experience of fishing eels when I was a child.
At that time, we boys would appear in fields and ditches every summer, and the summer vacation in July and August was the most active and exciting season for everyone.
After breakfast every day, we immediately dig earthworms beside the garbage dump, put the big and fat earthworms in a small basin and sprinkle some fine soil. Then, take a fishing rod made of bicycle spokes (one end is sharpened and bent into a small hook), pick up the bamboo basket and start fishing for eels.
Walking barefoot on the ridge or channel, leaning slightly, I saw a small hole below with smooth swimming marks on it, so I stopped to observe it carefully. If you find the water in the hole moving up and down, there is probably a greedy eel in it. So he bent down, took out the fishing rod, skillfully put on the earthworm, and slowly put his hand into the hole. Eels often bite hard and drag the fish in at once. At this time, it is time to push the fish in, turn half a circle, and then slowly pull it out. Never pull too hard, or you will break the fish's mouth and let the eel escape. When half an eel comes out of the hole, the left hand holds the fish, and the right hand stretches out the index finger, middle finger and ring finger to firmly grasp the eel until it is completely dragged out of the hole and quickly thrown into the bamboo basket. This is a successful hook fishing.
But accidents can also happen. Sometimes we reach into the hole with confidence, hoping to catch a big eel, but we touch something cold, and then we scream, bitten by a water snake; Even once, when my little friend pulled the fish out, he found a red snake on it. He was so scared that he quickly threw it away. This incident made our hearts tremble for a long time.
Get more in the end. A dozen, maybe only two or three at a time. Most of the eels caught are stewed with garlic. In my impression, braised eel is delicious, far more delicious than the fish, shrimp and mussels I got from the river bank. In that era of material scarcity, it was definitely an enviable delicacy.
Unfortunately, after graduating from junior high school, I went to study abroad. After work, I was busy making a living and never fished eel again. There is no chance to fish now. The construction of factories and roads and the extensive use of chemical fertilizers and pesticides have caused the extinction of wild eels, and the number is getting smaller and smaller. Modern civilization has not only improved our life, but also brought away many happy and beautiful memories.
Chapter 5: Fishing Monopterus albus
Yesterday, the weather was dreary and sultry. I couldn't hold it any longer, so I asked grandpa to accompany me out for some air. Grandpa looked at the sky and said to me, "The weather is so stuffy that eels should be impatient. Hurry out of the hole and get some air." Let's go fishing for eels in the ditch! " When I heard that I was going to catch eels, I got excited at once. Grandpa and I dug the green earthworm that Monopterus albus likes to eat and tied the fishing hook with cotton thread. In order to prevent the hook from falling off, I specially tied a fast knot. After getting these ready, we set off.
The air in the country is very fresh, and a breeze blows over my face, blowing away my anxiety and troubles. I hopped up and down the mountain road at a brisk pace. There are many paddy fields in the countryside, and we are a little satisfied with it. No, I jumped into the rice field next to me with cotton thread. Wow! What happened? It's like falling into a swamp and getting your knees stuck in the mud. But I soon found a problem: rice, rice, must there be water? Why is there no water in this field? If there is no water, what about eels? Grandpa gave me a satisfactory answer: "This is called using water to dry the field, and releasing water is to prevent rice from growing wildly, because if rice grows wildly, it will not produce food in the mature season." So we found a paddy field with water to fish. I put the earthworm in the field and turned around the field several times, but nothing happened. I wonder if all the eels in this field have been killed.
In desperation, we chose a remote place with deep water and many weeds. Sure enough, the fishing industry soon moved. I lifted the pole excitedly. Wow! What I caught was a toad full of bubbles. I am very disappointed. At this time, it suddenly began to rain. I just wanted to go home, but my grandfather caught a slender eel, which inspired my fighting spirit. So grandpa and I went fishing in the ditch in the rain. Because the water is full of duckweeds, we can't see the bottom of the water, so we can only rely on his feelings. The cotton thread suddenly sank and I knew that an eel had been bitten. I didn't make a sudden effort to catch it, because I was afraid it would break free and escape, so I fought a protracted war with it. When it ran out of strength, I caught it with my other hand. Ha! Another one.
On the way back, I saw a crystal clear ditch and was going to fish for a while. Grandpa said there shouldn't be eels here, but I still want to try them. After waiting for a long time, nothing happened. It is not my style to end it in such a hurry. I watched patiently by the ditch. Finally, many good things happen. An oversized eel couldn't resist the temptation of food and swam over. At first, I thought it was a snake. It took me a long time to come to my senses, and grandpa was dumbfounded. I seized the opportunity to catch the snake-like eel ashore. After that, we caught a lot of Monopterus albus and accidentally caught some small fish and shrimp. There was another big meal in the evening, and I swallowed.
Article 6: I will never forget to catch eels.
During the summer vacation, my father took me to my grandmother's house in the country. The next day, my friend Xiao Pang next door asked me to go fishing for eels. So, we picked up hooks and plastic bags and went fishing for eels.
The fields in summer, the sun is like fire, there is no wind, it is really hot! Green rice seedlings droop their heads listlessly, frogs croak, and loaches jump around in the hot ditch.
We walked on the ridge, looking for the eel hole. After a while, I found a bare hole, slightly smaller than the ink bottle cap, and it looked very black inside. So I put the hook with the earthworm in the hole. After waiting for about half a minute, suddenly, I felt the hook tremble slightly, so I suddenly pulled it. There is nothing on the hook, even the earthworm doesn't know where it is. I sat on the ground in dismay. Xiao Pang came over and told me, "Let the eel eat for a while, and then pull it when the hook reaches the throat." So, I put the hook with earthworm in the hole again. After a while, the hook began to move again, and the steel wire was pulled in a lot. I learned the lesson just now, waited for a while, and when I saw that the hook didn't move, I yanked hard and it was empty! I almost fell in the rice field. "Quack!" The frogs in the field are still barking, as if laughing at me. I was so angry that I smashed the eel hole with one punch and the mud splashed all over my face.
I carefully put the hook into the hole again and caught an eel as thick as a finger.
On the way home, I happily said to Xiao Pang: To do one thing, you must have the patience to master the tricks. "He also smiled.