I remember a hundred lovely lakes, and recall the fragrant breath of pine and fir and cedar and poplar trees. The trail has strung upon it, as upon a thread of silk, opalescent dawns and saffron sunsets.
我想起了一百个可爱的湖泊，想起了松树、冷杉、雪松和白杨树的芬芳气息。这条小径像一根丝线，把它串在上面，乳白色的晨曦和橘红色的夕阳。