by the road to the continental hospital
under the survey of the blue
motted clouds driven from the
northeast-a cold. wind. Beyond, the
waste of broad, muddy fields
brown with dried weeds, standing and fallen
patches of standing water
the scattering of tall trees
All along the road the reddish
purplish, forked, upstanding, twiggy
stuff of bushes and *** all trees
with dead, brown leaves under them
leafless vines—
Lifeless in appearance, sluggish
dazed spring approaches—
They enter the new world naked,
cold, uncertain of all
save that they enter. All about them
the cold, familiar wind—
Now the grass, tomorrow
the stiff curl of wildcarrot leaf
One by one objects are defined—
It quickens: clarity, outline of leaf
But now the stark dignity of
entrance—Still, The proven change
has e upon them: rootedthey
gripdown and begin to awake
turbulent clouds under the blue sky
mottled blowing from the northeast
on the way to the infectious disease hospital
a cold wind changed the direction of sight
in the distance, A vast expanse of open wasteland
Brown vegetation in come and go with every season
There are pieces of stagnant water occasionally
Tall trees are everywhere
The branches of low bushes on the road are oblique
Red and purple branches stand upright
Under many small trees
withered and yellow leaves
and vines with all leaves off
The scenery is dull and lifeless
. Entering the new world naked in the cold
without hesitation
The surroundings have long been indifferent
It's still blowing with the familiar cold wind
At present, the grass is turning green, and tomorrow
the wild radish will spit out solid buds
Everything will show its beauty one by one
Bud quickly, with clear appearance and outline of leaves
However, now, it is one school.