已是秋天了，河水流过他们的脚面，冰冷刺骨。他们背着毛毡。他们带着枪，却没有子弹;有火柴，却没带吃的。

• It was fall,and the river ran cold over their feet.They carried blankets on their backs. They had guns, but no bullets; matches, but no food.