The west side of every wood and rising ground gleamed like the boundary of Elysium, and the sun on our backs seemed like a gentle herdsman driving us home at evening.
每一片树林与高地的西侧,都闪耀得像极乐之境的边界;背后的夕阳,仿佛温柔的牧人,在黄昏时领我们回家。
— Henry David Thoreau · Walking —