last summer i spent a two-week vacation at my aunt's place. my aunt lived alone in a mountain village, with a small river winding its course everyday.

　　one morning i went fishing in the river, where two women washed clothes. i fimnd a most favorable point. casting out my line i waited anxiously for a bite. suddenly there came a cry: "help! help!" i looked in the direction of the call and saw a boy falling into the river. throwing the fishing pole, i dashed over like an arrow, jumped into the river and swam very quickly towards the boy. then together with his mother i carried the boy on my back to a nearby hospital. that boy was saved. the mother gave me a thousand thanks.

　　back to my fishing place, i fimnd my fishing pole floating on the water. i managed to get it. but to my great surprise, there was a big fish on the hook.