I imagine a bone-chilling wind and a sky full of flurrying streaks of white snow over a vast expanse of white ground. I picture a gray-haired old man with a staff in his hand standing motionless by the lake.
想像刺骨寒風吹襲下，漫天的雪花被北風捲成一條條白色的鞭子，鞭向白茫茫的大地，鞭向湖畔那個白鬚白眉、手握節杖、顫巍巍佇立的老人。