这是一个安静的小村,有着红砖房和收拾得整整齐齐的小花园。象往常一样,新的一天开始了。船已在海上离港远去,但牛棚里白色和棕红色的牛仍在打盹,间或哞叫几声,仿佛在做梦。显贵们的那些棕色山墙的高房子在天空的衬托下轮廓清晰。海边的小酒馆里亮起了一盏灯。在一座有山墙的房子里,小埃贡起床了,他和往常一样总是最早起床。 This is a quiet little village with red brick houses and neatly arranged small gardens. As usual, a new day has begun. The ship had left the harbor at sea, but the white and reddish cows in the bullpen were still nodding, or howling, as if in a dream. The tall houses of the dignitaries, with their brown gables, are clearly contoured by the sky. A light shines in the seaside tavern. In a gabled house, little Egon got up and he was always getting up first.