The New Year is approaching, the sky turns cold, the north wind rises, there is snow, the river falls, the sky is gray, the river is misty, the low pressure on the river, gloomy and terrible, there are almost no ships on the river, there are also some big ships, or large merchant ships that buy commercial goods, or sailors who patrol the river, this weather, this season, there are no people's boats will go down the river.

"Hey, why doesn't this fish bite the hook?"

In the heart of the river, there is a fisherman with a hat and a coat sighing alone, he is alone on a small boat sitting and fishing, there are two or three small river fish in the basket, the size is not more than half a catty.

It is also strange to say, this river is blowing a north wind, the river is turbulent, and this small boat lives ......

"Xinghan West Flowing Night Weiyang" Act 20 Chapter 1 Fishing alone in the cold river snow is hitting in the hand, please wait a moment,

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