可是,在这片广阔无垠的洱海上,有那么多翻飞捕鱼的鱼鹰,怎样才能从那么多的船夫中找到自己的主人呢?疑惑掠过心头,我闭上双眼,静静思忖。耳旁倏忽又有那脚踏声乘风而来,于是,羽翼与水面的摩擦之音也再一次于心间回荡。但此时,船夫的呼唤愈发轻柔,好似居于家中的老母对羁旅在外的游子呼唤道:“归来吧,归来吧!” However, in this vast expanse of Erhai Lake, there are so many osprey fluttering fishing, how can we find the owner from so many boatman? Puzzled over my heart, I closed my eyes, quiet thinking. Erotic side of the ear there is that pedal riding by the wind, so the friction of the wings and the water once again echoed in the heart. But this time, the call of the boatman more and more gentle, as if living in the home of the mom called the traveler outside the custodial: “Come back, come back!”