凉处

The first thing to see, looking away over the water, was a kind of dull line -- that was the woods on t'other side; you couldn't make nothing else out; then a pale place in the sky; then more paleness spreading around; then the river softened up away off, and warn't black any more, but gray; you could see little dark spots drifting along ever so far away -- trading scows, and such things; and long black streaks -- rafts; sometimes you could hear a sweep screaking; or jumbled up voices, it was so still, and sounds come so far; and by and by you could see a streak on the water which you know by the look of the streak that there's a snag there in a swift current which breaks on it and makes that streak look that way; and you see the mist curl up off of the water, and the east reddens up, and the river, and you make out a log-cabin in the edge of the woods, away on the bank on t'other side of the river, being a woodyard, likely, and piled by them cheats so you can throw a dog through it anywheres; then the nice breeze springs up, and comes fanning you from over there, so cool and fresh and sweet to smell on account of the woods and the flowers; but sometimes not that way, because they've left dead fish laying around, gars and such, and they do get pretty rank; and next you've got the full day, and everything smiling in the sun, and the song-birds just going it!

往 水面上望去，首先看到的是灰蒙蒙的一条线——那是河对岸的树林子——别的便什么也看不清——接着是天空中有一点儿鱼肚白；然后鱼肚白多了些，逐渐朝四周散开去；接下来，远处河水的颜色淡了些，不是那么黑了，而是灰灰的了。更远处，可以看到小小的黑点子在漂过来——那是些载货的驳船之类。还有黑黑的一长条——那是木筏子。有时能听到长桨吱吱地响，或者一些杂音。四周这么寂静，声音又来自很远的远方。过了一会儿，你看到一道水纹。凭了水纹的模样，你知道那里有一块礁石，急流朝着它冲过去，流水飞溅，成了这个模样。你看到，雾气袅袅上升，离开水面，东方红了起来，河面红了起来。你可以看到对岸河边树林子边上一处原木搭成的小屋，那可能是一个木材场，在那里堆着的一堆堆木材，中间却是空的，容得狗钻来钻去，为了能叫人家上当①。然后微风轻拂，从河上一阵阵吹来，那么凉凉的，那么清新，闻起来那么甜美，这是全凭了那些树林子和那些鲜花的缘故。可有时候也并非全是如此美妙。

She read, wrote, a bit sad, and the wind came in, stirred the white curtains, then cool days, and her tears Liu Buchu, she did not know that she did these things, or tingling in order to comfort her - it was his coming to office, his past, all she was too late to participate, and all that he can not be abandoned.

她写着写着，就有些悲伤了，风吹进来，鼓动白色窗帘，天那么凉，她眼泪都流不出，她不知道她做这些事是为了安慰或者刺痛她自己——那是他的来处，他的过去，所有她来不及参与的，所有他不能够离弃。

My patio has always been in the shade; a very cool spot in suer.

我的天井总是在凉处的，夏天里是一个特别很是清凉的所在。

Plunder melds and run with this jewel!

掠夺melds和运行与此宝石！

My dream is to be a crazy growing tree and extend at the edge between the city and the forest.

此刻，也许正是在通往天国的路上，我体验着这白色的晕旋。