冬去春来,和煦的暖风吹拂着沉寂的大地,经受过严寒的万物正在悄然复苏。水汀的堤岸上,渔夫正吃力地挑着担子,那沉重的鱼篓里承载着的该是全家人的收获和希望。渔妇手里牵着小儿,怀中抱着婴孩,虽然看不清她的面目,那健捷的身姿已经显现出她此刻心中的满足与欢乐。隐在山崖后面那间狭小的茅屋,就是这一家人温暖的家。 Winter to spring, the warm warmth blowing the silence of the earth, all the things have been quietly recovering quietly. On the embankment of the watering pot, the fisherman was struggling to pick up the burden, and the heavy basket carrying the harvest and hope of the whole family. Holding the baby in the hands of a child, holding a baby in her arms, her face can not be seen clearly. Her sturdy posture has shown her satisfaction and joy at the moment. Hidden behind the cliff that narrow hut, is the family warm home.