On a sunny Sunday, a little boy jumped up and down to the lake, fishing with his father.

　　He put the fishing rod well and then got the bait. The little boy waved forcefully to the distance, then took a stool and sat on it, waiting for the fish to hook.

　　After a while, the little boy raised the fishing rod and found a heavy object not to be caught. The little boy used a wave to pull the hook. He looked at it, but it was a broken shoe. But the little boy did not give up. He got the bait again and swung the hook to where he thought he had fish. After a while, the fishing rod had nothing to do with it. After a while, the fishing rod jitters, the little boy immediately swung the rod, and found it was a small fish, although the fish was small, but he did not abandon it. When the little boy was going to put the little fish in the bucket, the fish jumped into the lake itself. Then the little boy decided to catch one last time and go home. The little boy swung the fishing pole far and far away. A few minutes later, the fishing rod moved. The little boy swung up with joy. He thought: this time, a big fish could be caught. It was a big fish.

　　In the end.The boy very happy,because he have many fishes.And the evening,he go back home.