Our passions are most like to floods and streams, the shallow murmur, but the deep are dumb. 我们的情感活像洪流和小溪，浅时潺潺淙淙，深时悄然无声。
She looked down the glaring red road, cut in deep ruts where cannon wheels and ambulances had gone over it. 她顺着红光闪烁的大路向前望去，只见路上尽是深陷的车辙，那是炮车和救护车碾过后留下来的。
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