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The white face of the winter day came sluggishly on, veiled in a frosty mist; and the shadowy ships in the river slowly changed to black substances; and the sun, blood-red on the eastern marshes behind dark masts and yards, seemed filled with the ruins of a forest it had set on fire.
冬日的白茫茫的脸，蒙着一层霜雾，慢慢地向前移动着;河中朦胧的船只慢慢地变成了黑色的东西;在东方的沼泽上，在黑暗的桅杆和院子后面，太阳是血红的，似乎充满了被它点燃的森林的废墟。