Fisherman's Pride·Century of Wutong
The tide hits Tingzhou year after year, and family affairs are reflected in the shadow of fishing sails.
Several generations of smoke have shortened the boat, the wind has not grown old, and the fishing fire in the bay continues to dawn.
The sycamore trees on the ancient shore have strong roots, and the vicissitudes of life are reflected in the frost.
The moon rises and falls on the river, gathering and dispersing, the love is not over, and the centuries-old fireworks are starting from the beginning.
