老人瘦削而憔悴，颈背皱纹深刻。热带海上阳光的反射引起善性的皮癌，那种褐色的疮疱便长满了两颊，两手时常用索拉扯大鱼，也留下深折的瘢痕。这些瘢痕却都不新，只像无鱼的沙漠里风蚀留痕一样苍老。

The old man was thin and gaunt with deep wrinkles in theback of his neck. The brown blotches of the benevolent skin cancer the sun brings from its reflection on the tropic sea were on his cheeks. The blotches ran well down the sides of his face and his hands had the deep-creased scars from handling heavy fish on the cords.  But none of these scars were fresh. They were as old as erosions in a fishless desert.  

除了眼睛，他身上处处都显得苍老。可是他的眼睛跟海水一样颜色，活泼而坚定。

Everything about him was old except his eyes and they were the same color as the sea and were cheerful and undefeated . 

“可是人不能认输，”他说，“人可以毁灭，但不能屈服。”真不该宰掉这条大鱼的，他想。现在难关就在眼前，我连鱼叉都没有 “牙利鬼”又狠，又能，又壮，又精。可是我比它