There i a hill near my home that I often climb at night. The noie of the city i a far-off murmur. In the huh of dark I hare the cheerfulne of cricket and the confidence of owl. But it i the drama of the moonrie that I come to ee. For that retore in me a quiet and clarity that the city pend too freely.
在我家的附近有座小山， 我常在晚间爬上山去。此时，城市的喧嚣成了遥远的低语。在这黑夜的静谧中，我尽情地分享蟋蟀的欢乐，感受猫头鹰的自信。不过，我上山是来看月出的，因为这可以让我的内心重新感到被城市消耗殆尽的平静与清新。
From thi hill I have watched many moon rie. Each one had it own mood. There have been broad, confident harvet moon in autumn; hy, mity moon in pring; lonely, white winter moon riing into the utter ilence of an ink-black ky and moke-mudged orange moon over the dry field of ummer. Each, like fine muic, excited my heart and then calmed my oul.
在这座山上，我欣赏过许多次月亮升起的景象。每一次月的姿容性情都不同。秋天，满月如轮，充满自信；春天，月亮清雾迷蒙羞羞答答；冬天，银白色的月亮挂在漆黑的、悄无声息的夜空中，显得那样孤寂；夏天，桔黄色的月似被烟尘笼罩，俯瞰干燥的田野。每一种月亮，都像美妙的音乐，颤动我的心灵，令我的灵魂平静。[由www.hAozuowEn.com整理]
But we, who live indoor, have lot contact with the moon. The glare of treet light and the dut of pollution veil the night ky. Though men have walked on the moon, it grow le familiar. Few of u can ay what time the moon will rie tonight.
但我们这些深居室内的人，已与月亮失去了联系。城市中耀眼的街灯和污染性烟尘遮住了夜空。虽然人类已在月亮上行走过，但月亮对我们却更加陌生了。现在已很少有人能说出今晚月亮何时升起。
Still, it tug at our mind.
但无论怎样，月亮依然打动我们的心灵。
If we unexpectedly encounter the full moon, huge and yellow over the horizon, we are helple but to tare back at it commanding preence. And the moon ha gift to betow upon thoe who watch.
如果我们偶然遇见一轮黄灿灿的满月高高挂在空中， 我们都会禁不住抬头凝望她那高贵的仪容。而月亮会向那些注视她的人赐予厚礼。
I learned about it gift one July evening in the mountain. My car had myteriouly talled, and I wa tranded and alone. The un had et, and I wa watching what eemed to be the bright-orange glow of a foret fire beyond a ridge to the eat. Suddenly, the ridge itelf eemed to burt into flame. Then, the riing moon, huge and red and grotequely mihapen by the dut and weat of the ummer atmophere, loomed up out of the wood. Ditorted thu by the hot breath of earth, the moon eemed ill-tempered and imperfect. Dog at nearby farmhoue barked nervouly, a if thi trange light had wakened evil pirit in the weed.
我得到她的厚礼是在山间七月的一个夜晚。我的车突然无缘无故地熄了火，将我孤身一人困在山中，束手无策。太阳已经落山，我注视着东边山头涌起的一团桔红色的明光，好像森林起火一般。突然，山头自己也似乎燃起火焰，一会儿，一轮又大又红的月亮从树林中慢慢现出身来，夏天空气中弥漫的灰尘与湿气令它显得异常怪异。大地灼热的呼吸扭曲了它，它变得非常暴躁，不再完美。附近农舍的狗紧张地狂吠起来，因为这团奇怪的光亮叫醒了野草中的魔鬼。
But a the moon lifted off the ridge it gathered firmne and authority. It complexion changed from red, to orange, to gold, to impaive yellow. It eemed to draw light out of the darkening earth, for a it roe, the hill and valley below grew dimmer. By the time the moon tood clear of the horizon, full-cheted and round and of the colour of ivory, the valley were deep hadow in the landcape. The dog, reaured that thi wa the familiar moon, topped barking. And all at once I felt a confidence and joy cloe to laughter.
然而当月亮缓缓从山头升起，它聚集了越来越多的坚定与威严；它的面孔由红色变成了桔红，又变成金色，最后成为沉静的黄色。它似乎吸收了正在渐渐转暗的大地的光亮，因为随着它的升起，下面的丘陵山谷变得愈来愈朦胧。等到皓月当空，满月如盘，闪烁出象牙般的清辉，山谷便成了风景中一片幽深的阴影。那些狗明白了那团光原来是他们熟悉的月亮，也安定下来，停止了吠叫。霎时间，我也觉得信心倍增，心情舒畅，几乎笑了起来。
The drama took an hour. Moonrie i low and erried with ubtletie. To watch it, we mut lip into an older, more patient ene of time.
这奇特的景观持续了一个小时。月出是缓慢而充满神奇的。观看月出，我们必须回到一种古老的、耐心的时间观念中去。
To watch the moon move inflexibly higher i to find an unuual tillne within ourelve. Our imagination become aware of the vat ditance of pace, the immenity of the earth and the huge improbability of our own exitence. We feel mall but privileged.
观看月亮不可阻挡地升上天空，会让我们找到内心的无比安宁，我们的想象力能让我们看到宇宙的辽阔和大地的广袤，能让我们忘掉自己的存在。我们觉得自身渺小，但又深感大自然的厚待。
Moonlight how u none of life’ harder edge. Hillide eem ilken and ilvery, the ocean till and blue in it light. In moonlight we become le calculating, more drawn to our feeling.
月色下，我们看不到生活中坚硬的棱角。山坡在月光下如同笼上了一层柔和的银纱；大海在月光下宁静碧蓝；我们在月光下也不再像白日那般心计来往，而是沉醉于自然的情感中。