Chapter 9

9 The cloud stretched as far as Rosie could see. She had flown above the clouds in a plane before, but this was very different. It felt like visiting a new land—where everything was made of clouds! Nearby grew a puffy tree, and off in the distance loomed a big puffy mountain. Rosie took a cautious step forward. She knew that clouds in the normal world were made of water droplets. There

云彩一直延伸到罗茜所能看到的地方。 她以前曾乘飞机在云层上飞行过，但这次很不一样。 感觉就像来到了一个新的国度——那里的一切都是由云构成的!附近长着一棵胖胖的树，远处隐现一座胖胖的大山。 罗茜小心翼翼地向前走了一步。 她知道正常世界里的云是由水滴构成的。 在那里

was no way you could walk on that! But the clouds here seemed to be made of something more like snow, although it wasn't cold. Even better, it was also slightly springy! But just how springy was it? There was only one way to find out. Rosie tried jumping on the clouds. It was like bouncing on the best trampoline ever! The moment they saw her do this, Stella and Phoebe just had to join in, too, and soon all three Night Dragons were leaping around on the cloud. "Great jumping, Night Dragons," said the dad moth. "But don't you have a job to do?"

你不可能在上面走路的!但这里的云似乎是由某种更像雪的东西构成的，尽管天气并不冷。 更妙的是，它还有点弹性!但它到底有多有弹性呢? 只有一个办法能知道。 罗茜试着在云上跳。 就像在最棒的蹦床上蹦蹦跳跳!斯特拉和菲比看到她这样做的那一刻，他们也不得不加入，很快，三只夜龙都在云上跳来跳去。 “跳得好，夜龙。”蛾爸爸说。 “但是你没有工作要做吗?”

Rosie stopped jumping right away. "Oops, you're right," she said. "Have you noticed that the clouds keep changing shape?" asked Phoebe. "Yes!" said Rosie, gazing about in wonder. "That cloud over there was shaped like a strawberry bush doing yoga. Now it looks like a turtle driving a car." "That's right," said Mothew, fluttering up above the group. "Everything changes here all the time.

罗茜立刻停止了跳跃。 “哦，你说得对，”她说。 “你注意到云的形状一直在变化吗?”菲比问。 “是的!”罗茜说，惊奇地环顾四周。 “那边那朵云的形状就像在做瑜伽的草莓丛。 现在看起来就像一只乌龟在开车。” “对，”妈妈说，飞到人群上方。 “这里的一切都在变化。

The only thing that doesn't change its shape is the head cloud." "That's where we're going?" Rosie asked. "We sure are," said Mothew. "That's where the Sky Skimmers make the daydream bubbles." Rosie and her friends beamed at one another. This was great news! "Mothew, what does the head cloud look like?" Rosie asked, eager to get going. In this place, anything could be shaped like anything. Even the all-important head cloud. "I just told you!" Mothew grinned, sounding surprised. "It's shaped like a head." Rosie burst out laughing. "Oh! I thought you meant it was the main cloud," she said. "It IS the main cloud," said Mothew, looking more puzzled than ever. "And it's shaped like a head. Look, it's over there." Rosie looked where Mothew's antennae were pointing. Sure enough, there was a huge cloud that looked a lot like a head.

唯一不会改变形状的是头云。” “那就是我们要去的地方?”罗西问道。 “当然了，”妈妈说。 “这就是天空掠食者制造白日梦泡泡的地方。” 罗茜和她的朋友们相视而笑。 这真是个好消息!“妈妈，头上的云是什么样子的?”罗茜问，急切地想要开始。 在这个地方，任何东西都可以被塑造成任何形状。 甚至是最重要的头云。 “我刚告诉你了!”妈妈笑了，听起来很惊讶。 “它的形状像一个头。” 罗茜突然大笑起来。“哦!我以为你说的是主云，”她说。 “这是主云，”妈妈说，看起来比以前更困惑了。 “它的形状像一个头。 看，它在那边。”罗茜看了看妈妈触角指向的地方。 果然，那里有一片很大的云，看起来很像一个头。

"I can see things moving," said Phoebe. "They're soft and white and floaty." "Sky Skimmers," Mothew explained. "Come on, everyone." Like the Night Dragons, the moths couldn't fly in the thin air, but Mothew was an expert at hopping over the bouncy cloud surface. Although the Dragon Girls were much bigger, it was hard for Rosie, Phoebe, and Stella to keep up. It was fun but not easy! The dad moth decided to catch a ride on Rosie's back. It only took a few big leaps for the group to arrive at the head cloud, and as they approached, the mouth opened and something fluffy and white floated out. "Look at that little cloud!" Stella exclaimed. "It's got eyes!" The cloudlike thing seemed hurt. "I am not a little cloud," it said. "I am a fully grown Sky Skimmer."

“我能看见东西在动。”菲比说。 “它们又软又白又飘浮。” “掠天者，”妈妈解释说。 “加油，大家。”像夜龙一样，飞蛾不能在稀薄的空气中飞行，但妈妈是跳跃在弹性云表面上的专家。 虽然龙女郎们块头大得多，但罗西、菲比和斯特拉很难跟上她们的步伐。 这很有趣，但并不容易!飞蛾爸爸决定骑在罗西的背上。 这群人只跳了几下，就到达了头顶的云朵，当他们靠近时，嘴巴张开了，一个毛茸茸的白色东西飘了出来。 “看那朵小云!”斯特拉喊道。 “它有眼睛!”那个像云一样的东西似乎受到了伤害。 “我不是一朵小云，”它说。 “我是一个成熟的‘掠天者’。”

"Sorry," said Stella, trying not to laugh. The Sky Skimmer had an unexpectedly deep voice! Rosie leaned her head down toward the Sky Skimmer. "We need your help," she explained. "As you probably know, the Magic Forest is stuck in a never-ending twilight. The daydream bubbles you're sending down keep getting damaged by the Fire Sparks." "I know. And it's a real problem because we cannot make any new daydreams." The Sky Skimmer sighed. "The material we make daydreams from grows overnight. We need night to fall so we can grow more." This was bad news! Without the daydreams being scattered by the Dream Collectors, night would never fall! Rosie showed the Sky Skimmer the net of daydreams. "These are the only ones left," she said. "They've been damaged by the Fire Sparks. Do you think you can fix them?"

“对不起，”斯特拉说，忍住不笑。 掠天者的声音低沉得出乎意料!罗茜把头垂向“掠天者”号。 “我们需要你的帮助，”她解释说。 “你可能知道，魔法森林陷入了无尽的暮色之中。 你送下去的白日梦泡泡总是被火花破坏。” “我知道。这是一个真正的问题，因为我们不能做任何新的白日梦。” 掠天者叹了口气。“我们用来做白日梦的材料一夜之间就会生长。 我们需要夜幕降临，这样我们才能长得更多。” 这是个坏消息!没有收集者的白日梦，黑夜就不会降临!罗茜向天空掠食者展示了白日梦的网。 “只剩下这些了，”她说。 “它们被火花火破坏了。 你觉得你能修好它们吗?”