The chill wind on her cheek was Elizabeth's breath. The glint of a river seen through winter trees was the bright spark of malice in Elizabeth's eye.

那惨白的天空变成了伊丽莎白的面庞，刺痛脸颊的寒风仿佛是伊丽莎白的呼吸，而在冬日树林中闪耀穿行的河水则是伊丽莎白眼中的凶光。

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Moreover, original dimension of Hechun street should be retain, in order to create a rich life breath, thriving commercial picture, and awaken people to the emotional identification river lip street.

并维持河唇街原有的尺度，营造浓郁的生活气息、兴旺的商业景象，唤醒人们对河唇街的情感认同。

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My next memory involves being at the bottom of a Costa Rican river wondering which direction was up and holding my breath while I waited for my life-preserver to sort things out which it did.

WSJ: Dilbert Creator Scott Adams's Year Without Fear