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The first snow
初雪
The first snow came.How beautiful it was, falling so silently, all day long, all night long, on the mountains, on the meadows, on the roofs of the living, on the graves of the dead!
初雪來了。她是多么美麗。一整天，一整夜，靜靜地落在山嶺上，落在草地上，落在人們居住的房頂上，落在沉寂的墳墓上！
All white save the river, that marked its course by a winding black line across the landscape, and the leafless trees, that against the leaden sky now revealed more fully the wonderful beauty and intricacy of their branches!
所有的白色拯救了河流和樹木。在如畫的風景上，一根黑色的線曲曲折折地描繪出了河流的樣子。在鉛灰色天空的襯托下，落光了葉子的樹用她們那錯綜復雜的枝椏勾勒出了驚人的美麗。
What silence, too, came with the snow, and what seclusion!
跟著雪花一起，周圍是多么寂靜呀，仿佛被與世隔絕了一樣！
Every sound was muffled, every noise changed to something soft and musical.
所有的聲音都被消減了，連噪音都被改造得柔軟了許多，隱約含著一絲的天籟。
No more trampling hoofs, no more rattling wheels! Only the chiming of sleigh-bells, beating as swift and merrily as the hearts of children.
不再有沉重的馬蹄，不再有吱吱呀呀的車輪，只有雪橇上的鈴鐺，宛如孩子們歡快喜悅的心，在一路唱著歌。
