And through the swaying, palpitant vision, as through a fairy mirage, he stared at the real woman, sitting there and talking of literature and art.

他穿过那晃的搏的幻景有如穿过仙灵的市蜃楼望着坐在那儿大谈其文学艺术的现实中的女人。

Under the upswelling tide he saw the writhing weeds lift languidly and sway reluctant arms, hising up their petticoats, in whispering water swaying and upturning coy silver fronds.

在惊涛骇浪的潮底下，他看到扭滚着的藻正懒洋洋地伸直开来，勉强地摆着胳膊，裙裾撩得高又高，在窃窃私语的水里曳并翻转着羞怯的银叶。

And through the swaying, palpitant vision, as through a fairy mirage, he stared at the real woman, sitting there and talking of literature and art.

那摇晃的搏动的幻景有如仙灵的市蜃楼望着坐在那儿大谈其文学艺术的现实中的女人。

Under the upswelling tide he saw the writhing weeds lift languidly and sway reluctant arms, hising up their petticoats, in whispering water swaying and upturning coy silver fronds.

在惊涛骇浪的潮底下，看到扭滚着的藻正懒洋洋地伸直开来，勉强地摇摆着胳膊，裙裾撩得高又高，在窃窃私语的水里摇曳着羞怯的银叶。

And through the swaying, palpitant vision, as through a fairy mirage, he stared at the real woman, sitting there and talking of literature and art.

他穿过那摇晃的搏动的有如穿过仙灵的市蜃楼望着坐那儿大谈其文学艺术的现实中的女人。

Under the upswelling tide he saw the writhing weeds lift languidly and sway reluctant arms, hising up their petticoats, in whispering water swaying and upturning coy silver fronds.

惊涛骇浪的潮底下，他看到扭滚着的藻正懒洋洋地伸直开来，勉强地摇摆着胳膊，裙裾撩得高又高，私语的水里摇曳并翻转着羞怯的银叶。

And through the swaying, palpitant vision, as through a fairy mirage, he stared at the real woman, sitting there and talking of literature and art.

他穿过那摇晃搏动幻景有如穿过仙灵市蜃楼望着坐在那儿大谈其文学艺术现实中女人。

Under the upswelling tide he saw the writhing weeds lift languidly and sway reluctant arms, hising up their petticoats, in whispering water swaying and upturning coy silver fronds.

在惊涛骇浪潮底下，他看到扭滚着藻正懒洋洋地伸直开来，勉强地摇摆着胳膊，裙裾撩得高又高，在窃窃私语水里摇曳并翻转着羞怯银。

And through the swaying, palpitant vision, as through a fairy mirage, he stared at the real woman, sitting there and talking of literature and art.

他穿过那摇晃搏动幻景有如穿过仙灵市蜃楼望着坐在那儿大谈其文学艺术现实中女人。

Under the upswelling tide he saw the writhing weeds lift languidly and sway reluctant arms, hising up their petticoats, in whispering water swaying and upturning coy silver fronds.

在惊涛骇浪潮底下，他看到扭滚着藻正懒洋洋地伸直开来，勉强地摇摆着胳膊，裙裾撩得高又高，在窃窃私语水里摇曳并翻转着银叶。

And through the swaying, palpitant vision, as through a fairy mirage, he stared at the real woman, sitting there and talking of literature and art.

他穿过那摇晃的搏动的幻景有如穿过仙灵的市蜃楼望着坐在那儿大谈其文学艺术的现实中的女人。

Under the upswelling tide he saw the writhing weeds lift languidly and sway reluctant arms, hising up their petticoats, in whispering water swaying and upturning coy silver fronds.

在惊涛骇浪的潮底下，他看到扭滚着的藻正懒洋洋地伸直开来，勉强地摇摆着胳膊，裙裾撩得高又高，在窃窃私语的水里摇曳并翻转着羞怯的银叶。

And through the swaying, palpitant vision, as through a fairy mirage, he stared at the real woman, sitting there and talking of literature and art.

他穿过那摇晃的搏动的有如穿过仙灵的市蜃楼望着坐那儿大谈其文学艺术的现实中的女人。

Under the upswelling tide he saw the writhing weeds lift languidly and sway reluctant arms, hising up their petticoats, in whispering water swaying and upturning coy silver fronds.

惊涛骇浪的潮底下，他看到扭滚着的藻正懒洋洋地伸直开来，勉强地摇摆着胳膊，裙裾撩得高又高，私语的水里摇曳并翻转着羞怯的银叶。

And through the swaying, palpitant vision, as through a fairy mirage, he stared at the real woman, sitting there and talking of literature and art.

他穿过那摇晃的搏动的幻景有如穿过仙灵的市蜃楼望着坐在那儿大谈其文学艺术的现实中的女人。

Under the upswelling tide he saw the writhing weeds lift languidly and sway reluctant arms, hising up their petticoats, in whispering water swaying and upturning coy silver fronds.

在惊涛骇浪的潮底下，他看到扭滚着的藻正懒洋洋地伸直开来，勉强地摇摆着胳膊，裙裾撩得高又高，在窃窃私语的水里摇曳并翻转着羞怯的银叶。

And through the swaying, palpitant vision, as through a fairy mirage, he stared at the real woman, sitting there and talking of literature and art.

他穿过的搏动的幻景有如穿过仙灵的市蜃楼望着坐在儿大谈其文学艺术的现实中的女人。

Under the upswelling tide he saw the writhing weeds lift languidly and sway reluctant arms, hising up their petticoats, in whispering water swaying and upturning coy silver fronds.

在惊涛骇浪的潮底下，他看到扭滚着的藻正懒洋洋地伸直开来，勉强地摆着胳膊，裙裾撩得高又高，在窃窃私语的水并翻转着羞怯的银叶。