神奇树屋 · 21 Civil War on Sunday
Chapter 6, Keep Low. The wagon jerked and swayed as it bumped over the dry ground. Jack felt as though he were frying in the hot sunlight. Dust from the road filled his throat and eyes. The boom of cannons grew louder and louder. Jack heard popping sounds too, like the noise of firecrackers. What's that popping noise? He shouted, blinded by the dust and sunlight.
第六章 压低身子 马车在干燥的地面上颠簸着,晃来晃去 杰克感觉自己好像在炙热的阳光下被煎烤 路上扬起的灰尘呛得他喉咙发疼,眼睛也睁不开 大炮的轰鸣声变得越来越响 杰克还听到了砰砰的声响,就像放鞭炮的声音 那砰砰的声音是什么呀? 他大喊着,灰尘和阳光晃得他什么都看不见
Musket fire, said Clara. Jack remembered that muskets were long, old -fashioned guns. What are those flashes? Asked Annie.
是滑膛枪开火,克拉拉说 杰克想起来了,滑膛枪是那种很长的老式枪支 那些闪光是什么呀? 安妮问道
Jack tried to open his eyes and see what she was talking about. He saw bright flashes of light in the distance and puffs of smoke in the sky.
杰克努力睁开眼睛,想看看她说的是什么东西 他看见远处有明亮的闪光,天空中飘着一团团的烟雾
"'Cannon shells exploding,' said Clara Barton. "'Shells are like small bombs. They have ruined much farmland.' Jack squinted at the passing countryside. The ground was filled with ugly holes. Long ditches were also cut through the fields. "'Did the shells make those ditches, too?' he asked. "'No. Those are trenches the soldiers dug for battle,' Clara said. "'Each side digs their own. Day after day they sit in the trenches firing their muskets at one another.' Jack tried to imagine how terrible it would be to sit in a trench all day, waiting to be shot or waiting to shoot someone else. "'We have to get some water,' said Clara. She drove the wagon to a narrow creek. A stream of water flowed downhill running over rocks.'
“是炮弹爆炸啦,”克拉拉·巴顿说,“炮弹就像小炸弹,它们毁掉了 好多农田。”杰克眯着眼睛看向车外掠过的乡野。地面上满是难看的 坑洞。田地里还挖出了长长的沟渠。“这些沟渠也是炮弹炸出来的吗?” 他问道。“不是的。那些是士兵们打仗挖的战壕,”克拉拉说。 “两边的人各挖各的。他们日复一日待在战壕里,朝着对方 开火。”杰克试着去想象,整天待在战壕里会有多可怕 要么等着被别人打中,要么等着打中别人。“我们得去打点水,” 克拉拉说。她把马车赶到一条窄窄的小溪边。一股水流顺着山坡往下淌 流过石块。
The wagon came to a halt. Jack heard a whistling sound, then another. Keep low, cried Clara. What's that? Jack asked. Cannon fire, she said. Jack and Annie crouched down in the driver's seat. Jack felt a rush of panic. He pulled out their list. His hands were shaking as he read, be brave. Great, he thought. Another cannon shell whizzed overhead, then another. The ground exploded over and over in flashes of light. Dirt clods flew everywhere. Clouds of smoke and more dust filled the air. The horses neighed and whinnied. Be brave, Jack thought. Be brave.
马车停了下来。杰克听到一阵呼啸声,接着又是一阵 压低身子!克拉拉大喊道。那是什么?杰克问道 是大炮开火,她说。杰克和安妮赶紧蹲在驾驶座上 杰克一阵恐慌。他掏出了他们的清单 他的手不停发抖,念道:要勇敢 可真好啊,他心想。又一枚炮弹从头顶呼啸飞过,接着又是一枚 地面不断炸开,闪起一道道亮光 土块四处飞溅。空气中满是团团浓烟和更多的灰尘 马儿们嘶鸣个不停。要勇敢,杰克心想 要勇敢
