She looked like a very incarnation of Spring--as if all the shimmer of young leaves and glow of young mornings and evanescent sweetness of young blossoms in a thousand springs had been embodied in her.
她看起来简直是春天的化身——仿佛千百个春天里,新叶的闪光、清晨的明媚与初花短暂的芬芳,都汇聚在她身上。
— L. M. Montgomery · Kilmeny of the Orchard · Chapter VII —