The sun, which was still far from setting, sent a drift of misty gold across the hill-tops, but the valleys were already plunged in a profound and quiet shadow.
太阳还远未落山,便已将一抹朦胧的金色洒过山顶;山谷却早已沉入幽深宁静的阴影。
— Robert Louis Stevenson · Travels with a Donkey in the Cevennes · The Heart of the Country —