有一年,我骑马到俄国去。那是冬天,阴云密布,大地一片荒凉。不一会儿,大雪就纷纷扬扬。我的马走得累极了。我根据白天太阳的位置和夜晚的繁星辨认方向,确定我始终笔直地朝北方奔驰。我的记忆告诉我,此时我应该在一片茂密的森林地带。可是夜幕降临,我看不到一个村庄,也听不见一丝声音,大地沉睡在一片雪海中,我根本分辨不清楚哪儿是大道,哪儿是小径,极目 One year, I rode to Russia. It is winter, overcast, the earth a desolate. A short while later, the snow on the scene. My horse is very tired. According to the location of the daytime sun and the stars of the night, I made sure that I always run straight to the north. My memory tells me that I should be in a dense forest. But the night fell, I can not see a village, I can not hear a trace of sound, the earth sleeps in a snowy sea, I simply do not know where the road is, where is the trail, extremely