The boatman is an old man in his late sixties. This ship is a sharp one. The old man only wore a pair of blue shabby shorts.

Action: He squatted down and walked the boat around the north.

As soon as I came out, I jumped into the water and pushed the boat forward with both hands.

The old man didn't hear, so he pushed the boat forward desperately.

The old man's body expands rapidly.

The old man felt that his hands and feet suddenly lost their strength. He grabbed the stern with his hand, followed it for a few steps, and then pushed forward desperately.

But in the end, he threw the pole out of the reed and found a narrow entrance.

The old man sat down feebly and the boat stopped there.

The old man stood up, picked up the pole and persisted.

A thin old man, wearing only a pair of tattered shorts, stood at the stern, propped up one by one, but his hands were busy peeling off the fat lotus flowers and throwing them into his mouth one by one.

The old man looked at them and then lowered his head. There are still poles to support the boat and peel the lotus leaves.

The old man supported the boat to their side, raised the pole and hit the devil on the head, just like hitting stubborn old corn.

He knocked heavily and glanced at the reed pond.

Psychology: How many rivers and seas have you walked? Why didn't you finish the task this time? I have no children. How cute are these two children? Usually talk big, this time I went in with a flower-hanging person. How can I speak? This old face!