那时是在春天。一只角上开着鲜花的鹿注视着我。那一瞬间，仿佛整片森林都屏住了呼吸。我伸出手，它却静静地转身走开了。
It was spring. A deer with blossoms blooming from its antlers stared at me. For a moment, the whole forest seemed to hold its breath. When I reached out, it quietly turned away and walked off.
那时是在春天。一只角上开着鲜花的鹿注视着我。那一瞬间，仿佛整片森林都屏住了呼吸。我伸出手，它却静静地转身走开了。
It was spring. A deer with blossoms blooming from its antlers stared at me. For a moment, the whole forest seemed to hold its breath. When I reached out, it quietly turned away and walked off.