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It was last summer August. My father and i , a 10-year-old boy, were rowing on the lake to the other sides. It was a small park named Bear Mountain. The cloud overhead provided some relief from the heat. The trip was really comfortable and peaceful. Then i stopped rowing.,sat back and closed my eyes while i heard Dad rowing quietly.
Suddenly i heard a buzzing, close to my right ear. I sat there still and looked at my father, with great hopes of his help. Don't move and he'll not hurt you, said my father and kept rowing. I thought to myself,what is he talking about? Then i looked around me and saw it.a large terrible bee! For me,it was more than fear, although i couldn't explain why, neither my mother nor my doctors.at that time, i must have looked like a statue. However, my father just rowed. He's tired. Once he's rested enough, he'll keep on going.
Was i hearing correctly? Was my father telling me to just let the terrible bee sit on my shoulder? I turned my head slowly toward the right and saw there he sat. As i watched him, i became more and more interested in his bright yellow and black jacket. The fear was little by little disappearing and i left more relaxed. But before i could do anything,he began testing his wings and then flew away. I was able to track him and saw him cross the water and head into the forest. I sat back and looked at Dad. I told you. Was all he said. We rowed away without any words on the ways.
More than 30 years have passed since that afternoon, but the memory at that moment has taken root in my heart. In the following years i thought hard about that tired bee. I realized that for the first time in my life i connected to something larger than myself. I came to believe he was sent to give me a lesson that we are all one. No man is an island.

Answer 1

那是去年夏天的八月，当时我是一个十岁的小男孩，正和爸爸一起划着船到湖的对岸去。那是一个叫做贝尔山的小局卜公园桐春穗，我头顶上的云朵使得夏日显得不那么闷热。我们的旅途安静惬意，于是我停下了划桨，靠后坐着，闭着眼睛听爸爸的摇橹声。
忽然，我听到在我右耳边传来嗡的一声。我安静地坐在那里瞧着我的父亲，希望得到他的帮助。“坐那儿别动，它不会伤害你的。”爸爸说着，继续划着桨。 我纳闷地想着，他在说啥？然后我四处一张望，便看到了他说的那个“它”——那是只可怕的蜜蜂！我怕得不得了，虽然我自己也不知道为什么，我想我妈妈和我的大夫也都不知道为什么我会那么怕。我当时一定看上去像一尊雕塑一样。可是，我父亲只是继续划着桨。“那只蜜蜂很累，而一旦它歇够了，它就会飞走啦。”
我的听力是不是出岔子了？我爸居然叫我就坐着别动，让那只恶心的蜜蜂坐在我的肩膀上？我小心地把头转向右边，看着那只蜜蜂呆着的地方。我仔细地看着他，并渐渐开始对它亮黄色和黑色相间的外形产生了兴趣。我心中的恐惧逐渐消失了，我也变得越来越放松。而在我得以采取任何行动之前，它就试着拍了拍翅膀，然后飞走了。我抬头追寻着它飞行的方向，看着它飞过了水面进入了森林。我又靠后作者，看着我的爸爸。“我之间就告森裤诉你的。”他就说了这么多。我们继续划着船，相对无言。
如今，离那个下午已经过去了三十多年。但是那一次的经历，我至今都还记忆犹新。在之后的那些年，我时常想到那只劳累的蜜蜂。我意识到，那是我这辈子第一次接触到一个比我强大的东西。我开始相信，上帝让它出现在我的生活中，是为了告诉我，我和身边的自然其实是一个大家庭。世上没有一个人可以遗世而独立。

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