Wherever I went, on ridges or in hollows, enthusiastic water still flashed and gurgled about my ankles, recalling a wild winter flood in Yosemite when a hundred waterfalls came booming and chanting together and filled the grand valley with a sea-like roar.

无论我走到哪里，无论是在山脊上还是在洼地里，热情的水流仍然在我的脚踝处闪烁和潺潺，让人想起优胜美地冬季狂暴的洪水，一百个瀑布一起轰鸣和吟唱，让宏伟的山谷充满了大海般的咆哮。