They put their eager young noses close to the earth and sniffed its warmed springtime breathing; they dug and pulled and laughed low with rapture until Mistress Mary's hair was as tumbled as Dickon's and her cheeks were almost as poppy red as his.
他们把充满好奇的小鼻子凑近泥土,嗅着大地温暖的春日气息;他们挖土、拔草,欣喜地低声笑着,直到玛丽小姐的头发像狄肯的一样凌乱,双颊也几乎和他一样,红得像罂粟花。
— Frances Hodgson Burnett · The Secret Garden (1911) —