In the City, I Am Fishing for the Goddess in Jiangnan

Others are fishing for fish, but Xie Yan is fishing for the beauty of the world. Living in seclusion by the West Lake, he entered the quadrangle. The white walls and black tiles hide the mist of Jiangnan. Xie Yan does not like business wars or pursue fame and fortune. He just likes to sit quietly by the lake with a stick in his hand. Others laughed at him and thought he was lying down like a Buddhist. Only he knew that the wind in the West Lake and the people on the shore were the most rare scenery in the world. He was originally a reclusive master, sitting in a quiet courtyard in the bustling city. In the courtyard, koi carp played in the water, the fragrance of tea lingered, and the West Lake was just a step outside the courtyard. Throw a pole in the early morning and watch the morning glow brighten the lake; sit leisurely in the afternoon and listen to the gentle sound of the wind blowing through the willow forest. I wanted to be a happy fisherman, but I met amazing beauties one after another while lifting my rod. The gentle and intellectual Jiangnan lady, the bright and dashing urban beauty, the smart and playful girl next door, the cool and earthly temperament goddess, and the gentle and sweet healing sister all broke into his fishing time one after another. Either they stopped by chance, or they were attracted by the elegance of the courtyard. They wrote gentle and affectionate stories with Xie Yan by the West Lake, under the weeping willows, and beside the bluestones. There are no bloody disputes, only a long-lasting romance. Fishing is an excuse, heartbeat is the truth. Xie Yan used the pole as a matchmaker and the lake as a witness. In the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River, he caught the beautiful lady and kept the small courtyard happy. One courtyard, one pole, one lake view, with many beauties by your side. Watch the Buddhist fisherman meet the most touching fate in the most beautiful Jiangnan.