漂浮着的

A broad expanse of the river was turned to blood;1 in the middle distance the red hue brightened into gold, through which a solitary log came floating black and conspicuous;2 in one place a long, slanting mark lay sparkling upon the water; in another the surface was broken by boiling, tumbling rings, that were as many-tinted as an opal; where the ruddy flush was faintest, was a smooth spot that was covered with graceful circles and radiating lines, ever so delicately traced; the shore on our left was densely wooded, and the somber shadow that fell from this forest was broken in one place by a long, ruffled trail that shone like silver; and high above the forest wall a clean-stemmed dead tree waved a single leafy bough that glowed like a flame in the unobstructed splendor that was flowing from the sun.

不远处红光闪成金黄；孤零零的一根原木在河中漂浮而来，呈一线醒目的黑色；河的一处，一条长长的斜影横落在水面上，闪闪烁烁；另一处，水面被翻滚的水波打碎，仿佛蛋白石放射的斑斓色彩；红彩最淡处是一片平静的水面，覆盖着优雅的环形和放射状的波纹，细腻如绘；河左岸是一片浓密的森林，一条长长的崎岖小径划破树林的一片荫翳，闪闪如银；一株光秃秃的枯树高耸于密林之上，仅剩的一杆青枝随风摇曳，像火焰闪耀在阳光洒下的一览无遗的壮美之中。

At the Victoria port he found a confused mass of ships of all nations: English, French, American and Dutch, men-of-war and trading vessels, Japanese and Chinese junk s, sempas, tankas and flower-boats, which formed so many floating parterres

路路通到了珠江口上的维多利亚港，这里聚集着各国的船只：英国的、法国的、美国的、荷兰的，其中有军舰，有商船，有日本的或是中国的小船，有大帆船、汽艇和舢板，甚至还有&花船&，这些&花船&就象是漂浮在水面上的花坛。

At the Victoria port he found a confused mass of ships of all nations: English, French, American and Dutch, men-of-war and trading vessels, Japanese and Chinese junks, sempas, tankas and flower-boats, which formed so many floating parterres.

路路通到了珠江口上的维多利亚港，这里聚集着各国的船只：英国的、法国的、美国的、荷兰的，其中有军舰，有商船，有日本的或是中国的小船，有大帆船、汽艇和舢板，甚至还有&花船&，这些&花船&就象是漂浮在水面上的花坛。

All the photos and dairy have been lost forever. I don't remember how many times I woke up in the middle of the night with pictures in my head of either the golden leaves in a brook in Hemu, or the wildlife running above snowline in Ngari, or the faces of a kazakh family which I stayed with.....

我已记不清有多少次夜半醒来，脑子里是和木的白桦林里一条静静的小溪里漂浮的几片金色的叶子，或是阿里无人区5千多米海拔雪线上好奇的看着我的一只孤零零的藏野驴，或是我曾落脚几天的一个哈萨克人家的憨憨的脸庞。。。。。

Yet before the floating impress of the woods could clear itself, suddenly the gladsome light leaped over hill and valley, casting amber2, blue, and purple, and a tint of rich red rose; according to the scene they lit on, and the curtain flung around; yet all alike dispelling fear and cloven hoof of darkness, all on the wings of hope advancing, and proclaiming," God is here!"

就在这森林下这漂浮感觉还未消失的时候，突然，令人高兴的光芒跳过山峰和山谷，照耀着琥珀色的，蓝色的，紫色的，红色的很多很多的玫瑰。就在这被太阳照亮的万物里面，那些雾气突然飞跑不见。就好像把所有的害怕给驱赶，所有的黑暗分裂，正如希望的翅膀已经飞起来了，然后大声向世界说：上帝就在这里，生命就在这里。

As she looked at Warrington's manly face, and dark, melancholy eyes, she had settled in her mind that he must have been the victim of an unhappy attachment.

每逢看到沃林顿那刚毅的脸，那乌黑、忧郁的眼睛，她便会相信，他一定作过不幸的爱情的受害者。

Maybe they'll disappear into a pothole.

也许他们将在壶穴里消失