摘要
The children stood under an archway(拱门).Behind them was the blue sky,in front of them the clear,still lake with a garden nearby;above their heads the leaves of a tree spoke in a low voice,telling strange stories to the light and pleasant wind."Poor tree!It feels bad for the blossoms the wind has carried away,"they said to
The children stood under an archway（拱门）.Behind them was the blue sky,in front of them the clear,still lake with a garden nearby;above their heads the leaves of a tree spoke in a low voice,telling strange stories to the light and pleasant wind.
