Within a day, a year later (7.2)# Translation - 译林
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The leaves of trees rustled in the wind, like somebody’s chuckling. Birds
chirped in the dreams. If you held your breath and pricked up your ears, you
’d hear the fallen leaves glide on the ground, the various crackling when
they rolled over the roots and grass, and worms’ sneaking in the earth and
bats’ fluttering in the wind. Sometimes you could hear hoofs and sighs far
far away……they came and went now and then, distinct from the heart-breaking
music, and were the most ordinary nonetheless.
chirped in the dreams. If you held your breath and pricked up your ears, you
’d hear the fallen leaves glide on the ground, the various crackling when
they rolled over the roots and grass, and worms’ sneaking in the earth and
bats’ fluttering in the wind. Sometimes you could hear hoofs and sighs far
far away……they came and went now and then, distinct from the heart-breaking
music, and were the most ordinary nonetheless.
