雾在她身后合拢

最后一个下午,波莉飞到海岸上空很高的地方。她下面是茶园、火山口的湖,还有安静的森林。这座岛像一串古老的火山,正在慢慢变绿。

On her last afternoon, Polly flew high above the coast. Below her were the tea fields, the crater lakes, and the quiet forest. The island looked like old volcanoes, still slowly turning green.

船回到港口。海边的灯亮了起来。烟的味道从岸边飘上来。

Boats went back to the harbor. Lights came on along the coast. Smoke smell drifted up from the shore.

雾从海上来了。它盖住火山口,然后是茶园,然后是港口。波莉以前见过这样。

Fog came in from the sea. It covered the crater, then the tea fields, then the harbor. Polly had seen this before.

她朝海上飞去。在她身后,这座岛还在地下煮晚饭,也还在种茶。一只灰色的小鸟在森林里很安全。

She flew out over the water. Behind her, the island kept cooking dinner underground and growing tea. A small grey bird stayed safe in its forest.