Going Fishing
This morning, I went fishing with my father.
When we arrived the river, I saw clean water, smooth stones, beautiful flowers, many fish, and so on.
Although there were so many fish, I didn't get one for a long time, because they were very clever. They can escape from my hook.
Later, with the help of my father, I caught a fish finally. I was very happy. My father said that everything has its own way.
In particular, I released a small fish. My father thought I was a good child.