I felt my lungs inflate with the onrush of scenery—air, mountains, trees, people. I thought, "This is what it is to be happy.

I felt my lungs inflate with the onrush of scenery—air, mountains, trees, people. I thought, "This is what it is to be happy.

我感到我的肺被汹涌而来的风景——空气、山、树、人——吹胀了。我想，“这就是快乐。

-- Sylvia Plath 西尔维娅·普拉斯