Sweet September

Sweet September

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Sweet September

By Hal Borlnd

甜美的九月

September is more than a month, really; it is a season, an achievement in itself. It begins with August's leftovers and it ends with October's preparations, but along the way it achieves special satisfactions. After summer's heat and haste, the year consolidates itself. Deliberate September-in its own time and tempo---begins to sum up another summer.

真的，九月不仅仅是一个月份，它还是一个季节，一份成就。它始于八月的余热，终于十月繁忙的准备。但在这之间，它带来了异常的惊喜与满足。熬过夏季的躁热，这年就平静下来。九月，伴着它的时令，踩着它的节拍，翩然而至，宣告夏季的结束。

With September comes a sense of autumn. It creeps in on a misty dawn and vanishes in the hot afternoon. It tiptoes through the treetops, rouging a few leaves, then rides a tuft of thistledown across the valley and away. It sits on a hilltop and hoots like an October owl in the dusk. It plays tag with the wind. September is a challenging busy as a squirrel in a hickory tree, idle as a languid brook. It is summer's ripeness and richness fulfilled.

九月悄然给我们捎来了一丝秋意。它无声无息地浸入雾蒙蒙的清晨，又在阳光煦暖的午后没了踪影；它蹑手蹑脚地跨过树梢，掠过些许叶子，又轻踏一簇毛蓟绕过山谷而去。它时而独栖山顶，像十月黄昏中猫头鹰的鸣叫；时而又同微风嬉戏；时而如山核树上的松鼠，忙得不亦乐乎；时而如慵懒的小溪，汩汩流淌。夏季的成熟与丰饶成就了甜美的九月。

Some of the rarest days of the year come in the September season-days when it is comfortably cold but pulsing with life, when the sky is clear and clean, the air crisp, the wind free of dust. Meadows still smell of hay and the sweetness of cut grass. September flowers are less varied than those of May but so abundant that they make September another flowery month. Goldenrod comes by mid-August, but rises to a peak of golden abundance in early September. Late thistles make spectacular purple accents. And asters blossom everywhere, along the roadsides, in meadows, on the hilltops, even in city lots, raging in color from pure white through all degrees of lavender to the royal New England purple.

九月给我们带来了一年中最难得的时光：晴空万里，秋高气爽，清风徐来，一尘不染，生命与季节一起脉动。草场上散发着新草垛及新刈绿草的清香。九月花草争荣，不亚于百花竞放的五月，又是一个繁华似锦的季节。黄花在八月中旬含苞欲放，待到九月初花重四野，遍地金黄。晚蓟却争紫斗艳，引人入胜。紫苑处处绽放，在小路旁，草场中，山顶上，甚至在市郊空地里，从各种各样的熏衣草的纯白到新英格兰贵族紫色，颜色各异。

We think of spring as the miracles time, when opening bud and new leaf proclaim the persistence of life. But September is when the abiding wonder makes itself know in a subtler way. Now growth comes to annual fruition, and preparations are completed for another year, another generation. The action ripens and the hickory nut matures. The plant commits its future to the seed and the root. The insect stows tomorrow in the egg and pupa. The surge is almost over and life begins to relax. 新叶悄然吐绿，揭示着生命永恒的主题。在我们看来春天是个充满奇迹的季节。但却是九月让我们不知不觉地感受这种永恒奇迹。此时，一年的成长带来了一度的丰硕, 也为新的一年即将诞生的生命做好了准备。橡子熟了，山桃黄了，植物把未来寄托给种子和根须。昆虫把明天蕴藏在卵蛹之中。奔放的旋律已接近尾声，生命开始归于平静。

The green prime is passing. The trees begin to proclaim the change. Soon the leaves will be discarded, the grass will sere. But the miracle of life persists, the mysterious germ of growth and renewal that is the seed itself.