We See a Cloud

We see a cloud. Poems by Maura Butterfield, June Crebin and Celia Warren. Illustrations by Jenny Wren.

我们看到一朵云。 诗歌作者：莫拉·巴特菲尔德、琼·克雷宾、西莉亚·沃伦。 插画作者：珍妮·雷恩。

How to predict the weather Grandma said If you see a bright red sky at night, the weather next day will be alright. Look out for a red sky in the morning, it's usually a heavy rain shower warning. Oh, and if cows sit down, it's a sign of rain. You'll find I'm right in the main. I said, OK, I'll watch for skies and cows, but do you mind if, just for now, I stay indoors and watch TV? There's a weather forecast on UC. Moira Butterfield

怎么预测天气 奶奶说 要是傍晚天空红彤彤，第二天天气准轻松。 要是早上天空红通通，通常是大雨要来的预警哦。 对啦，要是母牛都卧在地上，就说明要下雨啦，大部分时候我都准得很哦。 我说，好呀，我会留意天空和母牛的，不过你介意我现在先待在家里看电视吗？UC频道正在播天气预报呢。 莫拉·巴特菲尔德

Windforce Windforce 0 Windforce 0 Calm, no chill The gentle sea lies Smooth and still Windforce 1 Ripples run Smoke drifts as if for fun Windforce 2 A light breeze leaves rustle in the trees Windforce 3 The breeze is soft Lightweight flags are held aloft Windforce 4 A moderate breeze Small branches quiver in the trees Windforce 5 The wind is fresh White caps on the sea as the waves thresh Windforce 6 The wind is stirring Overhead wires are whistling and whirring Windforce 7 The wind is strong We bend our heads as we walk along Windforce 8 More gale than breeze Small twigs snap off swaying trees Windforce 9 A hearty gale From broken roofs some slates may sail Windforce 10 High storms at sea Safe on lands the place to be Windforce 11 A violent storm Above high waves flies salty foam Windforce 12 A hurricane All the waves are 15 meters tall Celia Warren

风力等级 0级风 0级风 风平浪静，一点也不冷 温柔的海面 平滑又安静 1级风 泛起涟漪 烟飘来飘去，好像 在玩游戏 2级风 轻风微微吹 树上的叶子沙沙响 3级风 微风软乎乎 轻旗子被吹得高高飘 4级风 和风阵阵吹 细小的树枝 在树上轻轻晃 5级风 清劲风凉凉的 海面上的浪花翻涌，顶着 白白的浪尖 6级风 强风呼呼吹 头顶的电线一边吹口哨 一边嗡嗡响 7级风 疾风劲吹 我们走路的时候 都低着头 8级风 是大风不是小风啦 摇晃的树上 小细枝被吹断 9级风 烈风刮得猛 破屋顶的石板可能会被吹飞哦 10级风 海上狂风暴雨 待在陆地上才安全 11级风 暴风来袭 高高的浪头上飞着咸咸的泡沫 12级风 是飓风哦 所有浪都有15米高 西莉亚·沃伦

Frost Frost sneaks silently. It weaves its white carpet without even a whisper. But if you touch it, you can unlock its secret crunch. Moira Butterfield Cold I'm as cold as a polar bear's pyjamas. I'm as cold as frozen chips. If you don't believe it's true, then look at the blue of my ice cold shivering lips. Celia Warren

霜 霜悄悄溜过来，不声不响就织出了白色的地毯。不过你要是碰一碰它，就能解锁它咯吱咯吱的小秘密哦。莫拉·巴特菲尔德 冷 我冻得和北极熊的睡衣一样冰，我冻得和冻薯条一样凉。要是你不信，就看看我冻得发抖、泛着青紫色的嘴唇呀。西莉亚·沃伦

Seasons Sunny, December day, leaves locked inside creaking puddles, frozen where they fell from the trees. March wind, whistles and whines, warm scarves tied tightly, daffodils golden trumpets blow laughter. Cloudless, blue August sky, filled with birds, butterflies and the soft drone of humming bees, dogs sleep. Boots on, October lanes, a rain soaked slippery, we fill baskets with blackberries, light fires. Celia Warren

四季 十二月的大晴天，树叶嵌在咯吱响的冰洼里，就冻在它们从树上掉下来的地方。 三月的风呼呼鸣响，大家把暖和的围巾系得紧紧的，水仙花的金色小喇叭吹响了笑声。 八月的天空湛蓝无云，到处是小鸟、蝴蝶，还有蜜蜂嗡嗡的轻响，狗狗们在打盹。 十月的小路湿漉漉滑溜溜，我们穿着靴子，把篮子装满黑莓，然后生起火来。 西莉亚·沃伦

Umbrella I lost Umbrella number 1. I left it on a train. It was blue with lots and lots of spots and perfect for the rain. I got Umbrella number 2, another rainy day. It was quite a price and very nice, but I lost it anyway. Umbrella number 3 was great. I think it was the best. The brightest green I've ever seen. I lost it like the rest. I'm giving up Umbrellas. I don't care if it pours. The next time it starts to rain, I'm going back indoors. Moira Butterfield.

雨伞 我弄丢了一号雨伞，我把它落在火车上了。它是蓝色的，上面有好多好多斑点，下雨天用刚好。 另一个下雨天我买了二号雨伞，它挺贵的，也特别好看，可我还是把它弄丢了。 三号雨伞很棒，我觉得它是最好的，是我见过最鲜亮的绿色，可我还是和弄丢其他伞一样把它弄丢了。 我放弃用雨伞啦，下大雨我也不在乎。下次再下雨，我就回屋里待着。莫拉·巴特菲尔德。