天蒙蒙亮的时候,爷爷就叫醒了伏娃。“起床了!”爷爷催促着,“快起来!瞧,是谁上我们这儿来做客了?”“这是仙鹤,”爷爷又说,“它们正飞向温暖的地方,沿途就在我们这儿的沼泽地里歇歇脚。”“您该早点叫醒我,爷爷……”伏娃埋怨起爷爷来了。鹤群正低低地盘旋。“它们要在农场上降落!可黑麦还没收好呢,”爷爷不安地说,“它们会啄食麦粒,造成损失的……我这就去用枪把它们轰跑!” When the sky was bright, my grandfather woke her. “” Get up! “Grandpa urged, ” Come on! Look, who is our guest here? “” This is the crane, “Grandpa said, ” They are flying to a warm place , Along the way to rest in the wetlands here we rest. “” You should wake me up early, Grandpa ... “Fuwa blame Grandpa came. Cranes are hovering low. ”They have to land on the farm! But the rye has not been settled yet,“ said the grandfather uneasily. ”They peck at the grain of wheat, causing the loss ... I’ll go blasting them with guns!“ ”