Vinh rode the forest trail every weekend. He knew every turn and every hill. The trail split into two paths near the lake.
温每个周末都骑行在森林小径上。他熟悉每一个弯道、每一座山坡。小径在湖边分成了两条路。
One Saturday, Vinh pedaled toward the fork. He heard a voice calling from the left path.
一个星期六，温骑向岔路口。他听到左边那条路上有人在喊。
"Hello? Can anyone hear me?" the voice called.
“喂？有人能听到我吗？”那个声音喊道。
Vinh rode closer and found a man. The man stood next to a fallen bike. His name was Torsten, and he looked confused.
温骑近了，发现了一个男人。男人站在一辆倒下的自行车旁边。他叫托尔斯滕，看起来一脸茫然。
"I took the wrong path an hour ago," Torsten said. "Now I do not know where I am."
“一个小时前我走错了路。”托尔斯滕说。“现在我不知道自己在哪儿了。”
"This path leads deep into the woods," Vinh said. "The main road sits back through the other fork."
“这条路通向森林深处。”温说。“大路在另一个岔口那边，要往回走。”
Torsten sighed and picked up his bike. "Do you know the way back?" he asked.
托尔斯滕叹了口气，扶起了他的自行车。“你知道回去的路吗？”他问。
"I ride here every weekend," Vinh said. "Follow me. I know the way back."
“我每个周末都在这儿骑车。”温说。“跟着我吧。我知道怎么回去。”
Torsten nodded and climbed back on his bike. The two of them rode side by side.
托尔斯滕点点头，重新骑上了车。两个人并排骑行。
Vinh pointed out landmarks along the path. "That big rock marks the halfway point," he said. "After the rock, the trail turns right."
温一路指出沿途的标志物。“那块大石头是半路的标记。”他说。“过了石头，小径往右拐。”
They reached the main road within minutes. Torsten smiled and shook Vinh's hand firmly.
没骑几分钟，他们就到了大路。托尔斯滕笑着，用力握了握温的手。
"Thank you very much," Torsten said. "You saved my ride."
“非常感谢你。”托尔斯滕说。“你救了我这趟骑行。”
"Anytime," Vinh said with a grin. He waved and turned back toward the fork. He still had his own ride to finish.
“随时效劳。”温咧嘴笑着说。他挥了挥手，掉头骑向岔路口。他自己的骑行还没完成呢。
