Brother catches you by the pond, talks to him, and he shakes your hand. At this time, the poem you think of is

Passers-by waved at a distance, scaring the fish not to be surprised

Original text:

Children fishing

A child with unkempt hair and immature face is learning to fish by the river. He is sitting sideways in the grass, and his shadow is set off by weeds.

Hearing the voice of passers-by, the child waved, afraid to disturb the fish and dare not respond to passers-by.

Translation:

A child with unkempt hair and immature face learned to fish by the river, sitting sideways in the grass, and the weeds covered his figure.

Passers-by wanted to ask the way, and the child waved to passers-by, afraid to disturb the fish and dare not respond to passers-by.

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