我象一个乡下老人坐在厨房里,人们正在秋收。他坐在厨房里,坐在一张红丝绒安乐椅上,安乐椅上钉着黄色包钉,是从客厅里搬来的(有客厅,因为他的农庄是个大农庄,他有钱)。可是有钱又有什么用呢?他想道(并且叹了一口气),假如你的双腿已经站不起来了,假如你这双健壮的腿现在完全弯曲和僵硬了,僵硬得不得不靠两根拐杖才能行动,并且它们在两根拐杖下晃里晃荡,仿佛已经不是你的了一样。 I am sitting in the kitchen like an old man in the country, and people are harvesting in the autumn. He sat in the kitchen, sitting in a velvet easy chair, with yellow pegs on his easy chair, moving from the drawing-room (with living room because his ranch was a big farm and he had money). But what is the use of money? He thought (and sighs), if your legs can not stand up, if you have these two strong legs now fully bent and stiff, stiff had to rely on Two cane can move, and they sloshing under the two cane, as if it is not yours.