The wind wailed in the tan grass, and it whispered sadly across the curly, short buffalo grass.

风在黄褐色的草丛中哀号，它在卷曲的短水牛草上悲伤地低语。

Not a shed, not a corral, not a well, not even a path broken in the curly grass.

没有棚子，没有畜栏，没有水井，甚至连卷草丛中的小路都没有。

The pasture was flooded with light; every clump of ironweed and snow-on-the-mountain threw a long shadow, and the golden light seemed to be rippling through the curly grass like the tide racing in.

牧场充满了阳光；山上的每一丛铁草和积雪都投下了长长的影子，金色的光芒仿佛潮水般在卷曲的草丛中荡漾。