Here's a story I collected from a total stranger. 这个故事是我从一个完全陌生的女士那儿听来的。 "Well, I was 11 when my family arrived at Fern lake overlook on Trail Ridge road in Rocky mountain national park. “事情是这样的。当时我才11岁,和家人一起搬到了费恩湖畔的一所房子居住,在那里我们可以俯瞰落基山公家公园,还有纵贯山脊的径山脊公路。 It was so beautiful to look miles across the Rockies and thousands of feet below into the valley. 站在高处眺望连绵不绝的落基山脉,俯瞰数千英尺之下的小村庄,风景优美极了。 My parents were busy getting lunch out of the trunk so I climbed over the wooden fence to get closer to the cliff edge for a better view. 我的父母都忙着从搬家卡车里搬运食材,操持午饭。我一个人翻过木头栅栏,向山崖走去,想一睹更好的景致。 I started down a little hill but soon started sliding on loose pebble rocks. 我从一个小山坡上往下走,山坡上遍布滑溜溜的鹅卵石,我很快开始不由自主的往下滑。 I fell on my butt, but kept going faster and faster to what seemed the edge of the world (a 2,000 foot drop). 我一屁股跌坐到地上,下滑的速度越来越快,眼前似乎就是世界尽头(其实那是一个海拔2000英尺的悬崖) |