2 Rider on a Black Horse

2 RIDER ON A BLACK HORSE The air was cold and bright. "Brrr, it feels like winter," said Annie. "Yeah," said Jack, shivering. He could see his breath in the frosty air. "We're wearing Roman clothes. Too bad they're not warmer." Jack and Annie both wore wool capes with tunics and boots. Instead of a backpack, Jack had a leather pouch attached to a belt. Annie had a belt and pouch, too. "Hey, I'm dressed like a boy," she said. "This should be fun." They looked out the window. Snow covered the ground. Sunlight sparkled on a frozen river.

骑在黑马上的人空气寒冷而明亮。 “呜，感觉像冬天了，”安妮说。 “是的，”杰克颤抖着说。 在寒冷的空气中，他可以看到自己呼出的气。 “我们穿着罗马人的衣服。 可惜他们不暖和。” 杰克和安妮都穿着羊毛斗篷、束腰外衣和靴子。 杰克没有背包，而是把一个皮袋系在腰带上。 安妮也有腰带和口袋。 “嘿，我穿得像个男孩，”她说。 “这应该很有趣。”他们向窗外望去。 雪覆盖了地面。阳光在结冰的河上闪闪发光。

"That must be the Danube," said Jack.

“那一定是多瑙河。”杰克说。

An eagle cried out. Annie leaned out the window and looked to the right. "Our eagle!" she said. "And that must be our Roman camp!" Jack leaned out the window, too. He saw the eagle gliding toward a cluster of buildings surrounded by a high wooden fence. "Oh, man, it looks like my model," said Jack. "Yep, and it's dusted with snow, just like in Morgan's rhyme," said Annie. "Let's go!" Jack and Annie put their tablets and pens in their leather pouches. Jack dropped the coin into his pouch, too. Then they climbed down the rope ladder. The sunlight on the snow was blindingly bright. But the air was bitter cold. Jack pulled his cape closer. The thick wool was warm and scratchy. "Before we go any farther, maybe we should write something in our journals," he

一只鹰叫道。安妮探出窗户向右看。 “我们的鹰！”她说。“那一定是我们的罗马营地！”杰克也探出了窗外。 他看见那只鹰向一群被高高的木栅栏包围着的建筑物飞去。 “哦，天哪，它看起来像我的模特，”杰克说。 “是啊，而且上面还覆盖着雪，就像摩根的诗里写的那样，”安妮说。 “我们走吧!”杰克和安妮把他们的平板电脑和笔放进皮袋里。 杰克也把硬币扔进了口袋。 然后他们爬下绳梯。 照在雪地上的阳光刺眼耀眼。 但空气是刺骨的寒冷。 杰克把斗篷拉得更近了。 厚厚的羊毛温暖而粗糙。 “在我们走得更远之前，也许我们应该在日记里写点什么，”他说

said. "Good idea," said Annie. They pulled out their writing tools. "Watch," said Jack. He pressed the pointed reed into the wax and wrote a W. "Got it," said Annie. "But we should write small so we can fit everything in." Jack wrote WINTER. Then he looked at Annie, writing her own notes. "What are you writing?" he asked. "Rider on a black horse," she said. "Where?" Jack said, looking around. "Against the sun," said Annie. Jack shielded his eyes and looked at the bright horizon. A rider on a black horse was trotting over the frozen ground between the river and the camp. He wore a helmet and a red cape. Oh, no! thought Jack. Should we climb back into the tree house? "Hi!" Annie called, waving.

说。“好主意，”安妮说。 他们拿出了书写工具。 “看，”杰克说。他把尖尖的芦苇按进蜡里，写了一个W。 “明白了，”安妮说。“但我们应该写得小一点，这样就能把所有东西都塞进去。” 杰克写了《冬天》。然后他看了看安妮，她自己也在写笔记。 “你在写什么？”他问。 “骑着一匹黑马，”她说。 “在哪里?”杰克说，环顾四周。 “对着太阳，”安妮说。 杰克遮住眼睛，望着明亮的地平线。 一个骑着一匹黑马的人在河和营地之间的冻土上小跑着。 他戴着头盔，披着红斗篷。 哦,不!杰克想。我们要爬回树屋吗？ “嗨!”安妮挥手叫道。

The rider raised his hand in greeting. He trotted over to them. His face was mostly hidden by his helmet. "Hail, children! Are you lost?" he asked.

骑手举起手来打招呼。 他小跑着向他们走来。他的脸大部分被头盔遮住了。 “冰雹,孩子!你迷路了吗？”他问。

Jack was relieved. The man's voice was friendly. "Not lost," said Annie. "Actually, we want to visit that army camp." "Have you family there?" asked the warrior. "No, we just want to learn more about the Roman legion," said Jack. "We're keeping journals," said Annie. She held up her tablet and stylus. "Indeed?" said the man. "You are the first children I have met who keep journals." "We plan to write what we see and what we feel," said Annie. "Ah, young visiting scholars," said the rider. "Have you questions for me?" "Um…yes," said Jack. "Why is the army camped here?" "Legion Gemina Fourteen is camped on the Danube to protect Rome's northern border," said the rider. "To keep invaders

杰克松了一口气。那人的声音很友好。 “没有丢，”安妮说。“实际上，我们想参观那个军营。” “你的家人在那里吗？”勇士问。 “不，我们只是想更多地了解罗马军团，”杰克说。 “我们记日记，”安妮说。 她举起她的平板电脑和手写笔。 “真的吗？”那人说。“你是我遇到的第一个写日记的孩子。” “我们打算把我们的所见所闻写下来，”安妮说。 “啊，年轻的访问学者，”骑士说。 “你有问题要问我吗？”“嗯……是的，”杰克说。 “军队为什么在这里扎营？”“双子座14军团驻扎在多瑙河上，以保护罗马北部边境。”骑士说。 “为了阻止入侵者