There was not a soul stirring nor a sound beside the noises of the breeze.
没有一个人影走动,除了微风的声息,四周一片寂静。
— Robert Louis Stevenson · Treasure Island (1883) —
There was not a soul stirring nor a sound beside the noises of the breeze.
没有一个人影走动,除了微风的声息,四周一片寂静。