太有畫面感了，這意大利人怎么那么會(huì)寫：
But I was fond of Lieutenant Papillon’s outpost, and I was not a little worried about its fate. In fact, the lack of movement on the front threatened to be fatal to the platoon commanded by the poet.
Mosses and lichens were growing on the soldiers’ uniforms, and sometimes even heathers and ferns; in the tops of their busbies mites made their nests, or lilies of the valley sprouted and flowered; the soldiers’ boots solidified with the earth into compact clods—the whole platoon was about to put down roots.
Lieutenant Agrippa Papillon’s surrender to nature cast that handful of valorous men into an animal and vegetable amalgam.
2015
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