安妮给她父亲送来一封信。他们一同站在船码头上。码头向前延伸一直到绿草如茵的草坪上。草坪倾斜,伸到湖边。他读着信,她扭头望着湖水。小时候她总是站在一张摆在船坞一头的铁桌上给父亲念信。他要是坐下,她也跟着坐下来。后来她常常趴在他的肩头上看信。现在她已十六岁了。她把信交给他,自己却凝视着树林、湖水,或者在船坞尽头一起一伏的小船。其实她并没有必要陪着他看信,可是也许她从来没意识到这一点吧。 Annie sent a letter to her father. Together, they stand on the boat dock. The pier stretches forward until the grassy lawn. Lawn tilt, stretch to the lake. He read the letter, and she turned to look at the lake. When she was young, she always stood for a letter to her father on an iron table at the dock. If he sat down, she sat down with him. Later, she often lying on his shoulder read the letter. Now she is sixteen years old. She gave it to him, gazing into the woods, the lake, or a small boat at the end of the dock. In fact, she did not need to accompany him to read the letter, but maybe she never realized it.