It was a day compounded from silences of bee and flower and ocean and land, which were not silence at all, but motions, stirs, flutters, risings, fallings, each in its own time and matchless rhythm.

那天沉浸在蜜蜂、花儿、海洋和陆地的沉寂之中，但是并不单调，骚动，起伏，翻转，上升，下降，每一种都在自己的时间里以无与伦比的节奏发生着。