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As for the grass, it grew as scant as hair in leprosy---thin dried blades pricked the mud which underneath looked kneaded up with blood. One stiff blind horse, his every bone a-stare, stood stupefied.

至于草，它长得就像麻风病的头发一样稀疏——薄薄的枯叶刺破了下面的泥土，看上去像是被血揉成一团。有一匹又硬又瞎的马，全身的骨头都瞪得发呆，呆呆地站着。

— Robert Browning 罗伯特·布朗宁