I woke up in this clear, early winter morning and was attracted by the scenery outside my window. Everything was embraced by the heavy mist; the rays of the rising sun and the serene heaven were dissolved into the lavender mist, looming. The faint fragrance of dewdrops hanging on the bare twigs tempted me into contemplation.
我在这晴朗的初冬早晨醒来，被窗外的景色吸引住。一切都被浓雾包围住；升起的太阳的射线和宁静的天堂溶解到薰衣草雾中，若隐若现。挂在赤裸的枝条上露珠淡淡的香味引我沉思。
My contemplation was about the question: to whom my thankfulness should pay on Thanksgiving Day.
我沉思的问题是关
