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那是猎人第一次离开蒙大拿州。他醒了,仍旧深刻地记得数小时前看到的那一景象:飞机腾空而起,穿过闪着玫瑰色的积云;雪封的河谷深处那像斑点似的房屋和谷仓,下面那一片像画卷一样展开的乡村呈现着十二月的特征——黑褐色的丘陵上夹杂着一道道雪迹,冰封的湖面闪闪发亮,一条像长带子似的河流在一个大峡谷底部闪着幽幽的亮光。机翼上空变得更加深邃,呈现一种蓝色,蓝得那么纯,他知道如果看得时间久了,眼睛会流泪的。现在天已经黑了。飞机在芝加哥上空下降,芝加哥灿如繁星
It was the first time the hunter left Montana. He woke up and still remembered the scene we saw a few hours earlier: the plane had flown into the sky through the rosy cumulus clouds; the spotted houses and barns deep in the snow-capped valley below A country like December, with its picturesque scroll showing the characteristics of December - the dark brown hills with a trace of snow, the sparkling lake shining, and a long, ribbon-like river flashing at the bottom of a Grand Canyon With a faint light. The sky has become more deep, blue, blue so pure, he knows that if you look at it for a long time, his eyes will burst into tears. Now the sky is dark. The plane dropped over in Chicago, Chicago could be as bright as stars