The streets were full of icy shadow, although the chimneys were smoking overhead in golden sunshine.
街道满是冰冷的阴影,头顶的烟囱却在金色阳光里升着烟。
— Robert Louis Stevenson · An Inland Voyage · Down the Oise: Church Interiors —
The streets were full of icy shadow, although the chimneys were smoking overhead in golden sunshine.
街道满是冰冷的阴影,头顶的烟囱却在金色阳光里升着烟。