星期天,我常在家乡的山溪边垂竿钓鱼。 这山溪,像一条闪光的碧绿绸带,在青青的山谷间飘逸。 山溪里有许多深水潭,绿色的草和藤长在溪旁,将水潭几乎盖去了一半。水潭平静如镜,不见水底,惟见一个很深很深的锅形的天,那“锅”底浮动着棉絮状的白云。 On Sundays, I often go fishing on the stream of my hometown. This mountain stream, like a glittering turquoise ribbon, floats among the green valleys. There are many deep pools in the mountain creek, with green grass and rattan growing by the brook, almost half of the pool. Puddle calm as a mirror, but not see the bottom, but see a deep deep pot-shaped day, then “pot” floating cotton-like clouds.