曾几何时,冰钓是我一年中的期盼。那此起彼伏的“咚、咚”凿冰声是那样的悦耳;那从冰洞中捞出的碎冰,在阳光的照射下是那样的迷人、那样的眩目。我喜欢那只有在北方的隆冬才有的那种独特的韵味,我更爱看千里冰封、万里雪飘的怡人景象。那几支短短的小竿,那近在眼前的红头小漂,那肥硕的鱼儿……衬着远处的寒山,伴着内心的激动,曾驱走过隆冬的寒冷,给我带来无比的欢愉和惬意。 Once upon a time, ice fishing is my hope for a year. That one after another, “boom, boom,” ice-hockey sound is so sweet; that ice-cream removed from the ice hole in the sunlight is so charming, so dazzling. I like the unique charm that only existed in the winter in the north. I love to see the pleasant scene of thousands of miles of ice and snow floating. That few short little pole, the little red float in front of us, the fat fish ...... Lying in the distant cold mountain, accompanied by the excitement of the heart, had driven away the winter cold and brought me Very happy and cozy.