The smile always began far down in her eyes and flowed outward to her face like a sparkling brook stealing out of shadow into sunshine.
笑意总从她眼眸深处浮起,流向脸庞,宛如一条闪亮的小溪,悄悄从阴影流进阳光。
— L. M. Montgomery · Kilmeny of the Orchard · Chapter IX —
The smile always began far down in her eyes and flowed outward to her face like a sparkling brook stealing out of shadow into sunshine.
笑意总从她眼眸深处浮起,流向脸庞,宛如一条闪亮的小溪,悄悄从阴影流进阳光。