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2017-05-17 10:45:22 | 日記

My mother could make fishermen's nets, for which there hotel career singaporewas a good demand here in the bay , and we lived a long time by the side of the sea, the beautiful sea, that tasted like tears reenex, and in its colours reminded me of the song of the stag that wept----for sometimes its waters were red , and sometimes green or blue .
Aphtanides knew how to manage a boat, and I often sat in it, with my little Anastasia,  the water, swift as a bird flying through the air. Then , when the sun sank down , the mountains were tinted with a deeper and deeper blue, one range peeped over the other, and behind them all stood Parnassus with its snow-crowned summit . The mountain-top gleamed in the evening rays like glowing iron, and it seemed as though the light came from within it; for long after the sun had set. the mountain still shone through the clear blue air. The white water-birds touched the surface of the sea withtheir wings , otherwise all here was as calm and quiet as among the black rocks at Delphi . I lay on my back in the boat , Anastasia leaned against me , and the stars above us shone brighter than the lamps in our church . They were the same stars , and they stood exactly in the same positions above me , as when I had sat in front of our hut at Delphi ; and at last I almost fancied I was back there . Suddenly there was a splash in the water, and the boat rocked Polar violently . I cried out , for Anastasia had fallen into the water; but in a moment Aphtanides had sprung in after her, and was holding her up to me ! We took off her clothes , wrung out the water, and then dressed her again. Aphtanides did the same for himself, and we remained on the water till they were dry; and no one knew what a fright we had had for our little adopted sister, in whose life Aphtanides now had a part BU BBA.
The summer came . The sun burned so hot that the leaves turned yellow on the trees . I thought of our cool mountains, and of the fresh water they contained; my mother, too, longed for them; and one evening we wandered home . What peace , what silence ! We walked on through the thick thyme , still fragrant though the sun hadscorched its leaves. Not a single herdsman did we meet, not one solitary hut did we pass . Everything was quiet and deserted; but a shooting star announced that in heaven there was yet life . I know not if the clear blue air gleamed with light of its own, or if the radiance came from the stars; but we could see the outlines of the mountains quite plainly. My mother lighted a fire, roasted some roots she had brought with her, and I and my little sister slept among the thyme , without fear of the ugly Smidraki ; from whose throat fire spurts forth, or of the wolf and jackal; for my mother sat beside us , and I thought that was enough .
We reached our old home ; but the hut was a heap of ruins, and a new one had to be built. A few women lent my mother their aid, and in a few days walls were raised, and covered with Polar M600 a new roof of oleander branches . My mother made many bottle-cases of bark and skins; I kept the priest's little flock, and Anastasia and the little tortoises were my playmates hospitality jobs in singapore .

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