Composition of psychological description of fishing

1. Describe the psychological activity of fishing for the first time. 200 words fishing for the first time.

On Sunday, my parents and I went fishing by the river. I am very excited because this is my first time fishing.

We came to the river and saw many people fishing. Soon, my uncle caught a fish. I confidently said to my parents: "others can catch fish, so can we!" " "

We took out our fishing gear and my father began to float and fish. After a while, he pressed it, tried it, and said, "Not bad." He hung the earthworm on the hook, threw it into the river, and handed me the fishing rod. Dad told me while pressing his float: "fishing should be patient and keep your eyes on the float carefully." When the float sinks violently and then moves up and down, it means that the fish has bitten the hook. At this time, I slammed the pole and caught a fish. " Soon my float jumped up and down, and I nervously asked my father, "Do you lift the pole?" Dad said, "Bring it up." Suddenly it was mentioned that the earthworm caught by two fish was still hanging on the hook, and there was no fish at all. Dad said, "Too soon." I threw the hook into the river again and began to wait patiently. After a while, the fish came to bite again. I held my breath and watched the fish float. After waiting for a while, I suddenly lifted the pole. This time, there are not only fish but also earthworms on the hook. Dad said it was too slow this time. Well, it's not working again. This was repeated many times, and no fish was caught. I'm a little bored. My father saw my mind and said to me earnestly, "No matter what you do, you must be patient and persistent." Run when you are in trouble. In the end, there is nothing you can do. " The same is true of fishing. "After listening to my father, I sat down again in high spirits. Ah! The fish bit the hook again. I watched the fish go up and down nervously and waited for about ten seconds. Suddenly, I feel that the pole is heavy. I saw "ah! There are fish on both hooks! I actually caught two fish at a time! " Looking at the fat fish, I shouted happily.

The first fishing not only made me gain two fat fish, but also made me understand a truth: whatever I do, I must have patience and perseverance to do it seriously.

First fishing

On Saturday, my father and my father's colleagues went fishing in the pear garden by the river. Although my father and I went fishing, I didn't have any fishing gear. Don't let me sit there, that won't do! Because I just can't sit still. Is it delicious to watch others fish and do it yourself? This time the opportunity has finally come. I took my father's hand and said, "Dad, I have nothing in my hand. How can I go fishing? " This time, my father said frankly, "Yes, no fishing rod is like a soldier without a gun! Ok, I'll buy you a fishing rod. "

On the way to the fishing field, we passed by the fishing gear shop and saw all kinds of fishing gear with different uses. Dad said to me, "You are small, but you can't carry the big fishing rod, so come with a small fishing rod." I took the fishing rod my father brought me, and it felt really light and small, so I nodded with satisfaction, thinking that with the fishing rod, I wouldn't have to worry about not catching fish.

Soon, we arrived at the fishing ground by bus. I chose a pond that I thought was a treasure trove of geomantic omen and sat down. Then I took out my fishing rod, carefully picked out a fat and big earthworm from my bag and tried to put it on the hook, but it was disobedient and still alive, and it took a long time to put it in. Seeing that others have put down their fishing rods, waiting for the first fish to take the bait, I am still wearing earthworms, which is really anxious! Well, then I had a brainwave and dropped the earthworm heavily on the ground. Hey! How clever! The earthworm didn't move. Probably passed out. I put it in the hook easily. Maybe it's because I have a gift for this. I could throw the hook far for the first time, but the buoy didn't float. Maybe the water is too deep. So I picked up the fishing rod and threw it again. This time, the hook didn't go far and the buoy was normal.

I sat on the stool and waited quietly, hoping that the fish would take the bait early. Although it's only about 5 minutes, I think it's been a long time. The cheers of my father and colleagues catching big fish kept coming around, and I was even more anxious. Suddenly I found that the buoy began to sink, and my heart was about to jump out. At this time, the buoy disappeared. I know, the fish is hooked! So I picked up the fishing rod, and sure enough, a crucian carp was pulled to the surface by me. The crucian carp opened its mouth, gasped desperately, and tried its best to escape, but it still couldn't escape my clutches. I caught a fish, pulled the hook out of its mouth and put it in the fish bag. This is the first fish I caught, and it went well. I think it will go smoothly in the future! I put on the earthworm again, threw the hook into the water, and waited ... My father came up to me and said, "Dear son, how about fishing?" Is there only one or two? " I pouted and said, "No, I caught more than 10." "Really?" Dad said, "Then my son is really something."

With the joint efforts of my father and I, our father and son caught more than 20 fish, including some flat fish! I was really happy this Saturday, which made me feel the pleasure of fishing, but I also want to thank the lovely fishing rod. If it doesn't cooperate, there is nothing I can do. I hope that the small fishing rod can also play an important role in the next fishing, helping me catch more fish and catch big fish.

2. Essay describing the mood when fishing 1, sitting alone by the water and hanging at night.

There is an emotion surging in my heart, going to Qiu Lai in summer and going to the winter solstice in autumn. The passage of time does not know whether it is sad or what to leave for yourself.

2. Sitting by the lake, watching this round of bright moon rise in the early winter's whisper, the dull, cold moonlight mumbles in my heart. I don't know whether I should enjoy myself at this moment or brew a trace of melancholy with this rich coffee.

The cold wind in early winter brings familiar field breath, and countless poems are sung in my heart. This moment belongs to the still water of this pool, to the autumn leaves of this place, and to a row of fishing rods standing by the water ... 3. The autumn leaves are falling, the seasons are circulating, and the moonlight is hazy and beautiful. What am I thinking? Looking up at the sky, the moonlight dripped into my eyes, and my unsmooth smile could not resist the depression in my heart. Walking in the quiet lake with the wind, the lonely blowing in the wind is reflected by the clear water of a lake, and the dream in my heart gently shakes in the fallen leaves under my feet with the fog in winter.

4. When a person is fishing, it is not only natural but also spiritual to be carefree and enjoy peace. You can look at the calm water, listen to birds, smell flowers, breathe fresh air, enjoy leisure and feel relaxed. I feel comfortable whether I catch it or not.

5, the fish quickly take the bait, pick the fish, hang the food, wait ... invest in hope and wait for the harvest; Harvest joy, harvest confidence, harvest satisfaction ... 6. When the sun sets, the blood-like sunset hangs on the treetops where all the leaves have fallen. The small golden light on the surface of the water flows and flashes, like a cheerful note score on a golden movement, playing a harmonious melody and flowing on the pond.

7. The float sank a little. I held my breath and pulled up the fishing rod with ecstasy. A lively, big and fat fish appeared in front of him. 8. Silver scales sparkle in the sun. It is struggling desperately, and my heart is secretly complacent.

I walked carefully to the recovery line, and the fishing rod was pulled into a meniscus. 9. I seem to have uprooted the fish. When it was pulled out, its tail kept swinging.

I took the hook out of the fish mouth, put the fish food on it and threw it into the water. 10, I stood up excitedly, took the struggling fish off the fishing rod, put it in the fish basket, and sat down to continue fishing.

But I can't calm down. I can't help looking at the fish in the fish basket. I forced myself to calm down. There are bigger fish behind me. I finally calmed down and went on fishing. .

It was a sunny day, the sun was shining and the village was silent. Despite the bad weather, my cousin and uncle and I came to the lake behind our house to fish with great interest. This is my first time fishing, and I have unspeakable excitement and excitement in my heart!

Uncle put the earthworm he caught on the hook first. Then, carefully put the fishing line into the lake. We stared at the buoy. Suddenly the buoy sank and moved a few times. I saw my uncle immediately closed the line and lifted the hook again. "ah! What a big fish! " I shouted in surprise. I quickly lifted the bucket and looked at the big fish. I feel itchy and want to try fishing by myself. About half an hour, my uncle caught a dozen fish. Uncle said happily, "This yellow croaker with thorns near its mouth is called' King Stickleback' and that small fish is called' Detonator Fish', which can eat the bait silently. Makes you feel nothing. It's hard to catch, but easy to feed. There is also "crucian carp", which can eat bait as unnoticed as "detonator fish", but it is much bigger than "detonator fish". " You got it? "Asked the uncle. My cousin and I nodded doubtfully.

Looking at these dozens of fish, I want to experience the fun of fishing. "Can we go fishing?" I asked my cousin in unison. Uncle nodded his head.

I can't wait to get the fishing rod, ah! Too heavy! But I grabbed the fishing rod hard. With the help of my uncle, I packed the bait and slowly put the fishing line into the lake. After a few minutes, no fish came to eat the bait. I can't wait and keep thinking, "Little ancestor, come and eat the bait!" " This is a feast I prepared for you! Do not cut down the tree that gives you shade. ""there are fish! " Uncle said. I just came to my senses, maybe I was too excited and too strong to carry it. Not only didn't catch any fish, but also hung the hook on the ginkgo tree. Decoupling took a lot of effort!

After learning the last lesson, I stared at the buoy and finally the fish took the bait. I observed it carefully, and when the time came, I picked up the hook. "Catch fish" I shouted. After my first experience, I caught a lot of fish. Cousin also gained a lot. Laughter lingered by the lake.

The afterglow of the sunset shone on us, and I walked home with a bucket full of fish, with unspeakable joy in my heart.

4. describe the mood of fishing "a bamboo and a thread, a little scarlet and a little water."

When will you stop fishing all your life and go back in spring? " This is painting, a realm, a pursuit ... the ancients lived by water and lived; Jiang Taigong fishing is politics; Fishing in Zhuangzi is free; Modern people have a fast pace of life, great work pressure, anxiety and intrigue. Only fishing is interesting, without support or applause.

When you get the fish, you have fun; When you are empty-handed, you have fun; When I saw the scenery, everything disappeared in the vast smoke. I remember the first time I had to go fishing.

There is a river in the south of the county seat, called "Tuhai River", which is said to have been left by Dayu when he was controlling water. Every summer of 3231313353236313032313635335e59e7ad94313339663935, the trees along the river are dense and the wind blows the blue waves on the water surface. There are many fishermen by the river. Seeing the harvest of others is really "sitting and watching fishermen, just like watching fish". On a Sunday morning, I sat by the river with a little bad stars and harvest.

The method of fishing was taught by the boss in fifteen minutes when he bought a fishing rod. The bait is millet soaked in wine, and the bait is earthworm.

I threw more than half a catty of millet, but I didn't catch any fish. I threw it again. For a long time, just at this throw, the fish suddenly sank, throw it hard, ha! Ha! I caught a big loach.

It's easier to catch than to take it off, at the cost of blood on your hands! Half a day, I caught some small fish, but I got little but satisfied. Since I became addicted to fishing, I have learned a lot about fishing with the passage of time and the maturity of fishing technology.

The same is fishing, some for fishing, some for fish, some for results, and some for process. Really the same fishing posture, all kinds of spiritual sustenance.

Life, like fishing, has a hesitant beginning, which is not necessarily the expected harvest; Occasionally, you may be surprised; There is wind and rain and a little sadness after failure, fishing friends! No matter what the result is, the green hills are still there and the sunset is redder.

5. Composition: Happy "5 1" Thank you. One day in the summer vacation, the sun secretly hid, and the treetops waved to people slightly in the wind.

My father, who seldom rests, said that he would take me fishing in Beimen River, and I jumped for joy. After so many days off, I am bored at home every day.

I quickly found the fish basket, and my father bought some earthworms in a fishing gear shop. The preparations were done, and we went to Beimen River with great interest.

Look! There are many people fishing today. We chose a big stone to sit down. Dad said, "This is the best place to fish."

Dad hung up the line, put in the bait, skillfully threw it into the middle of the river, and then quietly looked at the float. After a while, I saw the float sinking, and my father quickly raised the fishing rod. Ah, a big crucian carp! I caught the fish and took off the hook. Crucian carp struggled desperately, and its slippery body escaped my hand.

He thought he could "go home", but he didn't expect to fall on the beach by the river, but he seemed to know where his home was. Yes, he fluttered in the direction of the river. I was in a hurry and scolded: "Where to escape?" As soon as I saw the fish with my hands, it jumped, I jumped again, and with my hands pressed, it finally became my prisoner.

Dad laughed and said, "Son, come fishing, too." So I chose a big earthworm to wear on the hook, thinking: it must be a big fish to eat big earthworm.

I brewed for a while, concentrated on my right arm and threw the fishing line into the middle of the river. The ripples on the river made my eyes ache, but no fish took the bait. I sat on a stone with anger.

Dad said, "Fishing should be patient and attentive." I said angrily, "Is the fish going to bully the children?" Dad smiled and said, "It's as fun as you. Now they go out to play and will come back when they are hungry. "

I think what dad said makes sense, so I stood up and stared at the float. After a while, I saw that the fish seemed to move. I shouted happily, "The fish is hooked."

When it moved again, I quickly lifted the fish tank. I was surprised to see a small stick fish. Although a little disappointed, I am still happy.

It was almost noon, and the fishermen went home one after another. Some of them laughed full, while others laughed little. I told my father to buy some bread, not to go home, and to continue fishing.

Many things happen. My fish basket is becoming more and more lively. Dad is a bumper harvest.

An old man came over to have a look and said with a smile, "I haven't caught so many fish for several days." You are really good! " "My father and I showed a bright smile. At sunset, my stomach was growling with hunger, and my father and I drove home with a full load.

I hurried home to celebrate with my mother. I had a delicious dinner and the fish was delicious.

6. Composition: Happy "5 1" Thank you. One day in the summer vacation, the sun secretly hid, and the treetops waved to people slightly in the wind. My father, who seldom rests, said that he would take me fishing in Beimen River, and I jumped for joy. After so many days off, I am bored at home every day. I quickly found the fish basket, and my father bought some earthworms in a fishing gear shop. The preparations were done, and we went to Beimen River with great interest. Look! There are many people fishing today. We chose a big stone to sit down. Dad said, "This is the best place to fish." Dad hung up the line, put in the bait, skillfully threw it into the middle of the river, and then quietly looked at the float. After a while, I saw the float sinking, and my father quickly raised the fishing rod. Ah, a big crucian carp! I caught the fish and took off the hook. Crucian carp struggled desperately, and its slippery body escaped my hand. He thought he could "go home", but he didn't expect to fall on the beach by the river, but he seemed to know where his home was. Yes, he fluttered in the direction of the river. I was in a hurry and scolded: "Where to escape?" As soon as I saw the fish with my hands, it jumped, I jumped again, and with my hands pressed, it finally became my prisoner. Dad laughed and said, "Son, come fishing, too." So I chose a big earthworm to wear on the hook, thinking: it must be a big fish to eat big earthworm. I brewed for a while, concentrated on my right arm and threw the fishing line into the middle of the river. The ripples on the river made my eyes ache, but no fish took the bait. I sat on a stone with anger. Dad said, "Fishing should be patient and attentive." I said angrily, "Is the fish going to bully the children?" Dad smiled and said, "It's as fun as you. Now they go out to play and will come back when they are hungry. " I think what dad said makes sense, so I stood up and stared at the float. After a while, I saw that the fish seemed to move. I shouted happily, "The fish is hooked." When it moved again, I quickly lifted the fish tank. I was surprised to see a small stick fish. Although a little disappointed, I am still happy.

It was almost noon, and the fishermen went home one after another. Some of them laughed full, while others laughed little. I told my father to buy some bread, not to go home, and to continue fishing. Many things happen. My fish basket is becoming more and more lively. Dad is a bumper harvest. An old man came over to have a look and said with a smile, "I haven't caught so many fish for several days." You are really good! " "My father and I showed a bright smile.

At sunset, my stomach was growling with hunger, and my father and I drove home with a full load. I hurried home to celebrate with my mother. I had a delicious dinner and the fish was delicious.

7. When I started fishing, I was always in a hurry. When the fishing rod moved a little, I lifted it to see if there were any fish. As a result, I can't see the shadow of the fish every time. I'm disappointed.

Since I didn't catch a fish several times, my mood was depressed. I muttered, "Why can't I catch it!" " "Dad said," Concentrate, keep your eyes on the float, don't shake the fishing rod, be patient. Don't pull when the float is small. The fish is too fierce, the fish floats badly, and then the pole will start again. "

I remembered my father's words and looked at the float patiently. When the float moved a little, my father instructed me: don't worry, ignore it first. After waiting for a while, when the float touched the bottom, my father said, "Lift!" " "I suddenly lifted the fishing rod with my father's password on it. At the moment I lifted the fishing rod, my hand felt something pulling it down hard and the fishing rod was bent. I shouted with joy: "Wow! I caught a fish! Dad said, "Hold on tight and let's go." . Walk to the shore and I'll pull it up again. "When walking the fish, I was afraid: what if the hook is broken? What if the fishing line is broken? What if the fishing rod is broken? I'm afraid the fish will run away, and my hard work will be in vain. When my father helped me pull the fish up, my heart fell to the ground: I finally caught a fish, how happy I am!

Next, I started fishing independently. According to dad's instructions and the fish I just caught.

8. Fishing Writing 600 Fishing Writing

Today is the fourth day of the May Day holiday and the May 4th Youth Day. On this sunny spring morning, my father and I have left the quilt and are ready to go fishing!

get lost

Getting on my father's colleague's car was really an eye-opener. Fishing rods, floats, hooks, baits, fishing lines and so on are all available. My uncle sitting in the passenger seat told me that this is a pole-throwing, which is needed to catch chubby fish; This is a hand fishing rod, not to mention grass carp and crucian carp; This is a hanging rod ... like an expert.

However, before we got to the fish pond, something happened. In Luo Jing, there are many broken roads. People who build roads everywhere can't cross the original road. After going round and round, I still can't find the fish pond. I was just about to call the owner of the fish pond, and the high-voltage line on the roadside helped me a lot. Under its guidance, we finally found the fish pond.

Open-air fishing

When we arrived at the fish pond, everyone tidied up and got ready. I looked up and saw that six or seven anglers had lined up by the fish pond, and some people had already harvested several fish. I think: I didn't catch it once last time I must achieve a "zero breakthrough" this time.

Just when I couldn't wait, my father had already started fishing with a pole. I rushed over and picked up another pole. How heavy! ! ! I must change a shorter pole. With the bait, I put it in the water with dignity. I said to myself, Fish Fish, come on, my bait smells the best. ...

in ten minutes ...

Why is there no movement? I lifted the fishing rod and saw that the bait was gone. I said angrily, "nasty little fish, eat up my bait slowly." Dad smiled and said, "Silly goose, this bait will melt after a while. How can there be small fish? " I have changed the bait several times. "I suddenly realized that I added some bait. But this time it's worse. As soon as the hook touches the water, it becomes a "bachelor" and needs bait again.

Weapon upgrade

After two hours of hard work, I finally caught 0 fish. It makes me feel bad to see fish alive and kicking in other people's nets. Just thinking about giving up, my father saw what I meant and said, "How can there be no fish in the net? I'll lend you one first. " "No, I want to fish by myself!" Dad can't help it Suddenly, he gave me a bag of dirt and said, then I'll give you something good. A bag of dirt is a good thing? I looked through it curiously with my hand. Ah, it's an earthworm. Haha, my weapon is better than yours. I'm afraid I can't beat you? I have confidence again and continue fishing.

windfall

At noon, the power of the sun appeared. Everyone is hot and thirsty, and everyone is hungry. The sound of "eating" became a "life-saving straw". After lunch, my father and uncles were drinking and chatting there, but I sneaked into the fish pond, picked up the fishing rod and hid in the shade to continue fishing. The red fish floats and the scaly water surface are particularly dazzling, which makes people blind. Just then, the float disappeared. I quickly pulled up the fishing rod and took the bait. This is not a small fish, I can hardly pull it. After pulling for a while, I lost my strength and had to helplessly watch the pole slide down bit by bit.

Fortunately, at this critical moment, an uncle came. When he saw me, he was startled and immediately ran to pull the rod. I let go of the fishing rod and picked up the net bag. I saw the fish swimming desperately eastward, and the fishing rod was bent badly. Uncle lifted it hard and the fish jumped out of the water. Uncle said, "This is grass carp, also called herring. After catching this fish, pull it for a while, let it drink a few mouthfuls of water, and then fish it from the head with a net bag, and the fish will drill into it by itself. "

The fish was dragged very close to the shore, so I stretched out my net bag to catch it. When the fish saw the net bag desperately, it was 10 meters away in the blink of an eye. Uncle just wanted to pull to the left when the fish suddenly jumped to the right. The fishing rod is more bent. I'm really worried that it will break. When the fish tried hard, it dived again. Uncle pulled up again and the fish choked. The tug-of-war continued, and the fish was choked several times and finally dragged over. I caught it! The fish came up!

Catching fish does not mean the end of the mermaid war. The fish is still jumping, and the hook is stuck in it. What shall we do? Uncle is really experienced. He covered the fish's eyes with a cloth, and the fish became much quieter at once. But the hook is in the mouth. Uncle's fingers are too thick to insert; Although my fingers are thin, they can't be untied. Just when we were at a loss, my uncle's eyes suddenly lit up-there was a decoupler on the net bag! He toOK off the decoupler, divided it into three times, five times and two places, and it was ok.

Reload the earthworm, throw the bait far away, and be happy. My uncle suddenly said, "Young man, pull quickly!" "Young man? ! I didn't get it at once. Ah! Sure enough, a crucian carp took the bait. I was so careless. A fierce pull made my heart tingle, ah! The fish ran away; The hook is also straightened. Just then, the sound of fish jumping came from the side. Strange, I turned to look, ha! It's really a "difficult move". It turned out that I pushed too hard and the fish straightened the hook, but the fish that got off the hook flew to the shore. My uncle and I immediately burst into laughter.

Fish explosion

In the afternoon, dad finished chatting with them and went on fishing. This is really weird. Dad caught six grass carp in a row. An uncle caught six chubby fish in a row; Another uncle caught six crucian carp in a row, but I didn't catch any. It's time to go back in a blink of an eye We counted them. Four people caught 1 1 chubby fish, 1/grass carp, 16 crucian carp and1snakehead. The heaviest one is 9 Jin. Although I only caught two fish, I like this place.

In the roar of the car, I reluctantly left this happy place.

End of movement

Fishing can test our patience and make people feel happy and proud of success. I will catch more fish when I have the chance in the future.