白令记得自己是被这些叮当声唤醒的。在一间寂静的屋子里，风铃的声音柔和而清晰。
Bering remembers waking to the tinkle of these bells, a small but distinct sound in an otherwise silent house.
第二天——外面晴朗而爽快——清晨悄悄地透过这寂静的屋子的窗帘，一道悦目而柔和的光亮映照在卧榻和睡在上面的人的身上。
Next morning--bright and cheerful out of doors--stole softened in through the blinds of the silent room, and suffused the couch and its occupant with a mellow, tender glow.
在我的那个寂静而又黑暗的世界里，根本就不会有温柔和同情。
In my world of silence and darkness, there would be no tenderness and compassion.
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