他以一个握着一个如此高的风筝的人的方式坚持了下来,他再也看不到它了,知道它可能会破裂的任何时刻,而他知道它破裂的唯一途径将是弦的突然ripp舞,因为它的舞蹈逐渐缓慢地落下。
(He held to it in the way of a man who holds the string of a kite that is so high he can't see it anymore, knowing that any moment it may break and the only way he will know it has broken will be by the sudden ripple of the string as it dances slowly groundward.)