L57-4:Back in the old country
The curious thing was that the lake was not marked on the map. I felt as if I had stumbled into a nightmare country, as you sometimes do in dreams.
And, as in a nightmare, there was nobody in sight to help me. Fortunately for me, as I was wondering what to do next, there appeared on the horizon a man on horseback, riding in my direction. I waited till he came near, then I asked him the way to our old village. He said that there was now no village. I thought he must have misunderstood me, so I repeated its name. This time he pointed to the lake. The village no longer existed because it had been submerged, and all the village too. The lake was not a natural one, but a man-made reservoir.
stumble /ˈstʌmbl/ 绊倒;绊脚;跌跌撞撞地走;
horizon /həˈraɪzn/ 地平线;
reservoir /ˈrezərvwɑːr/ 水库;蓄水池
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