As soon as we touched the water, the new guests would scream, as if the water they splashed could shake off the fragile cattails in winter. The returning geese freed cattail and everything from the cold of winter, and cattail and everything ushered in spring, thriving and vivid.
"On our farm, we can measure the richness of spring according to two figures: pine trees planted and geese staying." This shows that the author loves and cherishes geese.
"these lonely geese are sad singles ... they are survivors who have lost their loved ones." The author is sad for the lonely geese, sad for their loss of relatives, and between the lines, there is resentment against the people who shot the geese.
"Every March, they will use their lives to make a bet to realize this basic belief." The geese have realized the belief of unity with their lives, but human beings are out of reach, which shows the author's praise, admiration and reverence for the geese.
"In this annual migration, the whole continent got a useful and wild poem that fell from the sky in March." After the vernal equinox, the geese returned, left the south where food was abundant and winter was warm, and finally came to the sunny and isolated North Pole in summer, giving birth to geese. Migrating geese, their chirping with wild poetry, brought poetry to the whole continent. The author thinks that goose is a very lovely animal, goose is a friend of human beings, and he likes goose.