Papa put an arm around her,needing her support.
爸爸用手臂搂住了她,以期得到她的支持.
He was wearing the rust-colored turtleneck sweater he used to take on fishing trips,the one she had knitted for him before the war.
他正穿着那件他曾穿着去钓鱼的那件如铁锈般颜色的高领毛衣,那件她在战前为他织的那件毛衣.
Now,as she talked,the fingers of one hand played over its yarn,asif inspecting her own workmanship.
现在,正在她说话的同时,她的一只手上的手指玩弄着纱线,好像正在审视着自己的工艺品.
While the late sun turned this rusty sweater dark shades of orange,they stood there in the great expanse of the firebreak,far out from the rows of barracks,weeping with relief and happiness,talking quietly,just the two of them.
当夕阳将这件如铁锈般的毛衣的阴影部分染成橘黄色时,他们正站在那远离兵营的防火道的巨大空间内,因欣慰与快乐而泣,静静的交谈着,就只有他们两个人.
好累...