MySummerVacation 　　LastsummerIspentatwo-weekvacationatmyaunt'splace.Myauntlivedaloneinamountainvillage,withasmallriverwindingitscourseeveryday. 　　OnemorningIwentfishingintheriver,wheretwowomenwashedclothes.Ifimndamostfavorablepoint.CastingoutmylineIwaitedanxiouslyforabite.Suddenlytherecameacry:"Help!Help!"Ilookedinthedirectionofthecallandsawaboyfallingintotheriver.Throwingthefishingpole,Idashedoverlikeanarrow,jumpedintotheriverandswamveryquicklytowardstheboy.ThentogetherwithhismotherIcarriedtheboyonmybacktoanearbyhospital.Thatboywassaved.Themothergavemeathousandthanks. 　　Backtomyfishingplace,Ifimndmyfishingpolefloatingonthewater.Imanagedtogetit.Buttomygreatsurprise,therewasabigfishonthehook.