" One June evening, when the orchards were pink blossomed again, when the frogs were singing silverly sweet in the marshes about the head of the Lake of Shining Waters, and the air was full of the savor of clover fields and balsamic fir woods, Anne was sitting by her gable window.
The four great classical novels were finished in the Ming and Qing dynasties, include The Story of the Stone, The Three Kingdoms, The Journey to the West, and The Marshes of Mount Liang.
He was engaged in the study of the history of vernacular literature and textual research of novels in zhanghui style, writing A History of Vernacular Literature (first volume), and textual research works on A Dream of Red Mansions, Heroes of the Marshes and Flowers in the Mirror, among which Textual Research on A Dream of Red Mansions repudiated the old Hongloumeng scholarship concerned with searching for hidden meanings by delving into the abstruse and inaugurated the new school of studies of H
For if I could see this radiance, might it not reach the eyes of Silver himself where he camped upon the shore among the marshes?
The floor was thick with mud where ruffians had sat down to drink or consult after wading in the marshes round their camp.
" "Do you not see," said the old Frog, "that one must defeat the other, and that the defeated Bull, being driven from the field, will be forced to stay in the marshes, and will thus trample us to death?
The purple heather still extends for miles, with its barrows and aerial spectacles, intersected with sandy uneven roads, just as it did then; towards the west, where broad streams run into the bays, are marshes and meadows encircled by lofty, sandy hills, which, like a chain of Alps, raise their pointed summits near the sea; they are only broken by high ridges of clay, from which the sea, year by year, bites out great mouthfuls, so that the overhanging banks fall down as if by the shock of an ea
The sun had set, and the evening bells sounded through the air from the tower of the village church, but to her it was not the bells, but the cry of the frogs in the marshes.
" And then Gerda stretched out her hand, with the great mitten on it, towards the little robber-girl, and said, "Farewell," and away flew the reindeer, over stumps and stones, through the great forest, over marshes and plains, as quickly as he could.
