My books, which only a moment before I thought so tiresome, so heavy to carrymy grammar, my sacred historyseemed to me now like old friends, from whom I should be terribly grieved to part.

悔恨自己从前逃课去掏鸟窝，去萨尔河溜冰！我的那些书，我的语法课本，我的神圣的历史书，刚才背在身上还觉得那么讨厌，那么沉重，现在却像老朋友一样，让我难舍难分。