塞翁失马，焉知非福

Long ago, an old man and his son lived in a faraway town near the Chinese border. They farmed the land and lived a mostly peaceful life.

很久以前，一位老人和他的儿子住在边塞附近的一个遥远的小镇上。他们耕种土地，过着平静的生活。

One night, there was a terrible storm. Wind lashed the trees. An old elm crashed into the barn door.

一天晚上，下了一场可怕的暴风雨。风猛烈地拍打着树木。一棵老榆树撞在了谷仓的门上。

The frightened horse ran out of the barn, heading toward the hills. The old man and his son looked all over for the horse.

受惊的马从谷仓里跑出来，朝山上跑去。老人和他的儿子到处找那匹马。

They walked through the dark fields, holding torches. They calledtothe horse and scattered sweet hay. Still, they could not find him.

他们手持火把穿过黑暗的田野。他们叫着马，撒上香甜的干草。然而，他们还是找不到他。

The entire time the old man kept saying, “ Perhaps losing our horse isn’t such a bad thing. ”

整个过程中，老人一直在说：“也许失去我们的马并不是一件坏事。”

His son kept quiet. He didn’t understand his father.

他的儿子保持沉默。他不理解他的父亲。