For that restores in me a quiet and clarity that the city sp

There is a hill near my home that I often climb at night.The noise of the city is a far-off murmur.In the hush of dark I share the cheerfulness of crickets and the confidence of owls.But it is the drama of the moonrise that I come to see.for that restores in me a quiet and clarity that the city spends too freely.
我家附近有一座小山,我常常在夜间爬上去.城市的噪音变成了远远的低语.在黑暗的寂静中,我分享着蟋蟀的欢乐和猫头鹰的自信.但我来观看的是月出的活剧.因为,这使我心中重新获得被城市过于慷慨地消耗掉的宁静与明澈.