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蹲在凿出的冰洞前,等待着上钩的鱼。冬天,我们充满期待……小时候,母亲教我背诵柳宗元的<江雪>:“千山鸟飞绝,万径人踪灭.”
Squatting in front of the broached hole and waiting for the hooked fish. In winter, we are full of expectation ... As a child, my mother taught me to recite Liu Zongyuan’s “Jiang Xue”: "