" There's a wisdom concealed in the folds of the Li River, passed down since ancient times. The Chinese fishermen of Xingping commune with this wisdom daily as they set out into the welcoming arms of the river. Their conical hats catch the first light of day while their hearts sway to the melancholic song of the water. As dusk swaddles the landscape, the glow from their gas lamps dances on the placid surface of the river, the only beacon in the encroaching darkness. Their shadows merge with the night, telling tales of perseverance, resilience, and coexistence. The Chinese fishermen of Xingping, not mere fishermen, but storytellers—narrating the lore of humanity intertwined with nature's ebb and flow where every dawn is a new chapter, and every sunset, a poetic verse. "
//© ʙᴏʙʙʏ ᴊᴏsʜɪ
