船夫溺水了,在一片汪洋大海里,安静的蔚蓝簇拥着他,平静甚至死寂。他面对死亡无所畏惧,任凭自己的小船越漂越远,却不做任何挣扎,不去抓住他生的希望。也许老天是眷顾他的,在一望无际的海面上,恰巧一块薄木板漂到了他的前面。木板用单薄的身躯与海水抗衡着,它在努力地向他靠近, The boatman was drowning, and in a vast sea, quiet blue surrounded him, calm and even dead. He was fearless in the face of death, letting his boat go farther and farther, but he did not make any struggling and he did not seize the hope of his birth. Maybe God is patronizing him. On the endless sea, it seems that a thin plank of wood drifts in front of him. The wooden board weighed against the sea with a thin body, and it was trying hard to approach him.