第1个回答 2011-08-24
Although before five o'clock in the morning, but the sun is, as all of the spring evening, night is very quiet, not yet started singing in birds with asleep; maybe they go to bed each story before. The village is quiet. The men finished the whole morning after sowing, now still go out, ready to go fishing at night. The women were all out in small fields between the rocks to milk the cow. Bree Gil Kydd. One is the hut waiting for small son came home from school. Son back an hour later than usual. Because he was only 9 years old, she always fit for his heart, especially because he was an only child, it is difficult to discipline children, the old love of mischievous, truancy, Sunday to catch fish, in the village side of the rock pile cap rocks" Castle". She constantly asked himself secretly waiting for him to come back, to take scold him, and beat him up, but also because of her anxious heart, there is a voice jumped up, rushed to the door, looked down the winding paths, the path in spreading shades of dusk already do not know. Many dangerous situations may happen in children. Son's dinner: dry fish and potatoes are still burning stove inside furnace in peat fire temperature. Table with plates, knives and a full glass of skim milk. He finally heard the distant boys happy cries, and dashed out of the door, they saw little figure dancing and skipping with joy, not along the road back, but over the rock heap to the left, his hat in his hand.