《安娜·卡列尼娜》摘录(2)

In the morning the sun rose brilliant and quickly wore away the thin layer of ice that coveredthe water, and all the warm air was quivering with the steam that rose up from the quickened earth. The old grass looked greener, and the young grass thrustup its tiny blades; the buds of the guelder-rose and of the currant and the sticky birch-buds were swollen with sap, and an exploring bee was humming aboutthe golden blossoms that studded the willow. Larks trilled unseen above the velvety green fields and the ice-covered stubble-land; peewits wailed over thelow lands and marshes flooded by the pools; cranes and wild geese flew highacross the sky uttering their spring calls. The cattle, bald in patches wherethe new hair had not grown yet, lowed in the pastures; the bowlegged lambs frisked round their bleating mothers. Nimble children ran about the dryingpaths, covered with the prints of bare feet. There was a merry chatter ofpeasant women over their linen at the pond, and the ring of axes in the yard,where the peasants were repairing ploughs and harrows. The real spring had come. 
一些绝妙的比喻
Levin, like atree in spring that knows not what form will be taken by the young shoots and twigs imprisoned in its swelling buds, hardly knew what undertakings he was going to begin upon now in the farm work that was so dear to him.