The sullen murmur of the bees shouldering their way through the long unmown grass, or circling with monotonous insistence round the dusty gilt horns of the straggling woodbine, seemed to make the stillness more oppressive.

蜜蜂在长长的未割过的草丛中艰难前行，调地坚持绕着零散的木槿满是灰尘的镀金盘旋， 发出闷闷不乐的嗡嗡声， 似乎让寂静更。

He edged up the trunk to his favourite place in the crook of two branches, and looked down at the potter's field below him, a brambly patch of weeds and unmown grass in the moonlight.

他沿着树干爬到他最喜欢的两根树枝弯处，俯视着脚下的陶工田，在月光下， 一片荆棘丛生的杂草和未修剪的草。