Their skirts were scratched noisily by the furze, their shoulders brushed by the ferns, which, though dead and dry, stood erect as when alive, no sufficient winter weather having as yet arrived to beat them down.
荆棘刮擦着她们的裙子,发出沙沙的声响,蕨草虽然已经死去,变得干枯,但严冬未到,未被风雪击倒,仍然跟活着一样,站得挺直,轻轻碰到她们的肩头。