There were dead wet leaves in the graveyard, and the wind blew rain into our faces.

墓地上铺着枯叶，风把冷雨吹到我们脸上。

Like dirt and wet leaves and moss.

像泥土、湿叶和苔藓。

The boy looked at the bare brown trees, the wet leaves, the muddy road ahead. " I have a longsword. I can fight" .

男孩看了看光秃秃的褐色树丛、潮湿的树叶和前方泥泞的道路。" 我有剑。我可以战斗。"

Robb whistled. They heard the faint sound of soft feet on wet leaves. The undergrowth parted, low-hanging branches giving up their accumulation of snow, and Grey Wind and Summer emerged from the green. Summer sniffed the air and growled.

罗柏吹声口哨。众人听见脚步轻踩湿叶的声响。矮树丛低垂的枝桠洒下覆盖的雪，向两旁分开，灰风和夏天自一片绿色中穿出。夏天嗅嗅风中的气息，出声低吼。