The spruce wood in which he presently found himself was smitten through with arrows of ruby light from the setting sun.
不久,他走进一片云杉林,落日如红宝石般的光箭穿透林间。
— L. M. Montgomery · Kilmeny of the Orchard · Chapter V —
The spruce wood in which he presently found himself was smitten through with arrows of ruby light from the setting sun.
不久,他走进一片云杉林,落日如红宝石般的光箭穿透林间。