不久前,冰才刚刚融化,虽说是在春天,但仍寒气袭人。天上飘着绵绵的细雨,河畔的森林笼罩在一片烟雨之中,透过发黄的芦苇丛中的灰色雾带,我发现对岸有一只小船,船上有一个人弯腰在干活,好像是我去年打猎时认识的看守浮标的老人。“你好啊,大爷!”我大声喊道,总算可以乘船到对岸,到湖边去看看了,我真是喜出望外。“请把我送过去,我会感激不尽的!” Not long ago, ice just melted, though it was in spring, but it was still very cold. There was a drizzle of rain in the sky, and the forest by the river shrouded in a misty rain. Through the gray foggy belt in the yellow reeds, I found a small boat on the other side of the river, Last year, the guardian buoy acquaintance when hunting. “Hello, Grandpa!” I shouted, finally able to take a boat to the other side, to the lake to see, I was overjoyed. “Please send me over, I will be grateful! ”