很久很久以前,在阿蒲卢克岛上,住着一对夫妻。丈夫威廉下海捕鱼,妻子玛阿莉耕耘田地。威廉家族的男子似乎都有一副银铃般的嗓子,说起话来,娓娓动听,宛如夜莺在歌唱。傍晚时分,玛阿莉把疲惫的马牵入厩棚里,独自登上韦济佩利德小山岗,站立在岗顶,将手掌搁在眼睛上方,挡住夕阳的余晖,眯着眼,眺望远方,只见威廉正使劲划着桨,把小船渐渐驶近岸来。待威廉的船头插入沙岸,玛阿莉就一边挥手,一边跑向威廉。她的赤足被 A long, long time ago, on the island of Apex, lived a couple. Her husband William fishing down the sea, his wife Ma Allery cultivated fields. The men of William’s family seemed to have a silver bell-like throat, talking, touching, like a nightingale singing. In the late afternoon, Magali pulled the weary horse into the stable and made his way alone in the hill of Vejeripelid, resting on the top of the hilltop, resting the palm of her hand above the eye, blocking the twilight of the setting sun, squinting and looking into the distance, Paddled hard paddles, the boat gradually approaching the shore. When William’s bow was inserted into the sand, Marial waved to run to William. Her bare feet are