第68章 猪 The Pigs (第2/6页)

“美好的东西已经消逝了，” 它叹息着 —— 或者至少它本可以这样叹息的。

“the beautiful has departed,” it sighed — or at least it might have done so.

我们在秋天回来了。马车还在那儿，但猪已经不见了。它们正在树林里扮演着尊贵的老爷们。所有树上的花朵和叶子都掉光了，暴风雨和雨水肆虐着，既不让它们安宁，也不让它们休息；候鸟也已经飞走了。

we came back in autumn. the coach was there still, but the pigs were gone. they were playing the grand lords out in the woods. blossoms and leaves were gone from all the trees, and storm and rain ruled, and gave them neither peace nor rest; and the birds of passage had flown.

“美好的东西已经消逝了！这里曾是郁郁葱葱的树林，可鸟儿的歌声和温暖的阳光都不见了！都没了！” 那哀伤的声音在高高的树枝间嘎吱作响，听起来就像一声深长的叹息，是从野玫瑰树的怀抱里发出的叹息，也是坐在那里的它发出的叹息；它就是玫瑰王。

“the beautiful has departed! this was the glorious green wood, but the song of the birds and the warm sunshine are gone! gone!” thus said the mournful voice that creaked in the lofty branches of the trees, and it sounded like a deep-drawn sigh, a sigh from the bosom of the wild rose tree, and of him who sat there; it was the rose king.

你认识它吗？

do you know him?

它浑身是毛，是最漂亮的红绿色的毛；很容易就能认出来。

he is all beard, the finest reddish-green beard; he is easily recognized.

走到野玫瑰丛那儿去，当秋天所有的花都从上面凋谢，只剩下野蔷薇果的时候，你常常会在它们下面发现一朵很大的红绿相间的苔藓花；那就是玫瑰王。

Go up to the wild rose bushes, and when in autumn all the flowers have faded from them, and only the wild hips remain, you will often find under them a great red-green moss flower; and that is the rose king.

一片小绿叶从它头上长出来，那就是它的羽毛。

A little green leaf grows up out of his he