Chapter 5 Chapter 4 Glenn Gybruzzi's Morning

When Annie woke up, the sun was already high.She rolled over and got up from the bed, looking out the window indiscriminately.The sun shines in from the window, and there are some white floating objects swaying in the air outside the window, and the sky is blue and clear. For a moment, Annie even forgot where she was, as if something good had happened. There is an indescribable heartbeat and excitement.Then, the terrible memory came back.This is Glenn Gybrutz, and they said they didn't want me because they weren't boys.But morning came anyway.Annie went to the window and wanted to open it. The window creaked as if it hadn't been opened for a long time. Annie struggled to open it.

Annie knelt in front of the window, staring wide-eyed, looking around at the scenery in front of her, "It's so beautiful! What a beautiful place! If you can really stay here... yes, why not let your imagination run wild here? " In front of the window is a tall cherry tree, which is in the flowering period, and the snow-white cherry blossoms are in full bloom, which is very beautiful.Some branches almost touch the house.There are orchards on either side of the house, one is an apple orchard and the other is a cherry orchard.The two orchards are also unwilling to be lonely. There are flowers blooming on the trees, and a few dandelions are dotted among the weeds under the trees, which is very interesting.

The purple flowers in the flower bed under the window are surrounded by lilac trees, and the refreshing scent of licorice floats into the window with the morning breeze. The opposite side of the flower bed is a gentle slope extending to the depression.The green alfalfa grows extraordinarily lush. A river flows like a jade belt in the depression, and birch trees grow on both sides of the river.There are also many ferns and mosses in the forest grassland in the birch forest, which looks very interesting.On the other side of the creek there was a small hill, naturally divided into many strips by pin-fir ​​and fir-trees, and tinged with green.Through the gaps in the trees, Annie saw the gray walls of the cottage she had seen on the opposite side of "Bibo Lake".Large warehouses are lined up on the left, and the blue sea can be seen beyond the gentle grassland.Annie was completely intoxicated by the poetic scenery.Poor Annie has been living in an environment that lacks beauty. No wonder she regards this place as a dream.

Anne was fascinated by the motionless gaze.Annie, who was traveling in a dream, didn't notice that Marilla was already standing behind her. "It's time to tidy up the room," Marilla said icily.To tell the truth, Marilla didn't know what kind of tone to use to speak to children. When she was nervous, her tone could not help but be a little stiff. Annie stood up from the window, took a deep breath and said, "Do you see how beautiful the window is?" She waved her arms, as if pointing to the wonderful world outside. "Trees are tall, aren't they?" said Marilla, "and there are lots of flowers in them, but really nothing special. They seem to me to be stunted and full of worm-eaten holes."

"Well, it's not just trees. Of course, trees are beautiful, and flowers are beautiful, aren't they? But, I'm talking about fruit trees, rivers, meadows...everything around this world. Anyway, everything It's so beautiful, I love this paradise in the early morning! Don't you like it? Also, you can hear the sound of the river flowing here. How happy and excited the river is! Can you feel it? The murmuring water Sounds like a small river laughing, even under the ice in winter. Glen Gybruzzi is a wonderful way to cross a small river. Maybe you are thinking I can't stay here anyway, the view is good or bad It's all the same. But it's not like that. Even when I'm gone, I'll always think of the little river next to Glen Gybrutz. If there's no river, I'll think it would be nice if there was one. Otherwise I would be too distressed. Thanks to the beauty of this morning, I have not plunged into the abyss of despair, and I am not so sad as last night. But I am still very sad, if you really adopted me, I will live here for the rest of my life, how wonderful it would be!

I am imagining, but the most headache for me is that no matter how good the fantasy is, there will be a moment when it will be interrupted, and when this happens, I will feel very uncomfortable. " "Fantasy or not, it's up to you. Put on your clothes quickly and come down." Marilla interjected while Annie paused. "Breakfast is ready. Go wash your face and comb your hair. Let the window be open like this." , Fold the quilt and put it on the side of the bed, try to be as quick as possible." Anne worked very quickly. Ten minutes later, she changed into clothes neatly, combed her hair, braided her braids, washed her face, and went downstairs.She thought that everything Marilla had ordered had been done, and she was very happy.

In fact, she had long forgotten the matter of stacking the quilt. "Oh, I'm just feeling a little hungry this morning," said Anne, as soon as she sat down in the chair Marilla had brought out for her, "I can't imagine waking up from a nightmare and it's going to be a bright, fabulous morning, A morning with drizzling rain must be beautiful, right? There are mornings like this in the world, and there are mornings like that, so happy. No one can figure out what kind of day it will become, so that people can produce Many reveries. "Fortunately, the weather is good this morning. Good weather can make me overcome misfortune, not to be discouraged, and to be full of energy. But anyway, what happened to me is still very unfortunate, isn't it? When I read tragic stories, I used to bet Determination, not to bow to suffering, to bravely face the hard life. It’s okay to fantasize, but when it comes to this kind of thing, I don’t know what to do.”

"I beg you to keep your mouth shut, is it okay? Even though you are a child, you are talking too much, right?" After being told by Marilla, Annie immediately fell silent obediently and did not speak again.But for some reason, this made people feel unnatural. Marilla was at a loss, and Marshall didn't say a word.The whole breakfast was carried out in a state where everything seemed to be frozen.Reticence was common to Marshall, an old habit. But while Annie was eating, she became a little absent-minded, staring at the sky outside the window with her big eyes out of focus, and her mouth just kept moving mechanically.

Seeing Anne like this, Marilla always felt a little uncomfortable.It seemed that the body of this strange child sitting in front of him was indeed at the table, but his soul had already been planted with the wings of fantasy and flew away to the sky.She was so disturbed by the child that she couldn't stand it any longer.But just like that, Marshall kept saying that he would keep the child, which was really unbearable.Marshall must be thinking about it just as much as he did the night before. She was very clear about Marshall's temper. If he couldn't get a result after thinking about something, he would not let it go.

After breakfast, Annie woke up from the fantasy dream and asked to wash the dishes. "Can you wash it?" Marilla asked suspiciously. "Almost, the experience of washing dishes is also accumulated. In fact, I am better at taking care of children. It would be great if there was a child here." "It's enough for me to suffer from you alone, and it's even worse to have a little ancestor. What to do? It's embarrassing. Marshall is always so confused!" "No, you're not right, he's not that kind of man!" cried Anne, as if scolding Marilla. "He's very sympathetic, and I don't bother him at all, as if he just likes me." This kind of character. When we first met, I felt like Marshall and I had 'same soul', and if you think 'same soul' is only for some weirdos, then we're both weirdos."

Marilla snorted and said, "Okay, okay, please go wash the dishes, wash them well in hot water, and wipe them clean. Go to White Sound this afternoon, and you must see Mrs. Svensa .You also go together, I have decided what to do. After washing the dishes, go upstairs and tidy up the bed!" Marilla watched Annie as she worked.She found Annie to do the dishes all right, but not so satisfying to make the bed.The duvet was not folded neatly, but Anne could see that she had done her best, and the creases were smoothed out.For some reason, Marilla always felt that Anne shaking in front of her was annoying and in the way, so she told Anne that she could play outside before noon. Annie suddenly regained her spirits when she heard that, and went straight to the door with her big eyes blinking, but suddenly stopped in front of the door, then turned around, came back, and sat at the table.The light in the eyes, the joy on the face disappeared in an instant. "What's wrong?" Marilla asked. "I've decided not to play outside," Anne replied, as if in the tone of a martyr who has renounced the pleasures of the world. "Even though I can't stay here, I've fallen in love with Glenn Gybruzzi." , but it can't be helped, but once I get outside and make friends with trees, flowers, orchards, and rivers, I can't live without them. I'm suffering enough now, so I don't want to I was hit. I was very eager to go outside to play, and they seemed to be calling me. But I had better not go, knowing that I would be torn apart, so stop asking for trouble, you are right! "When I knew I could stay here, I was really excited for a while. I felt that I could like and love the plants and trees here to my heart's content. I didn't realize that this was just a short dream, so I had no choice but to I resigned to my fate. If my determination once again falters once I get outside, wouldn’t everything be over? Ask me, what’s the name of that plant by the window?” "It's called geranium." "No, that's not it. I'm asking Ma'am what you named her. Why, you didn't name her? Well, shall I name her? Well, yes, let's call her Bonny. Can I call it Bonny for the time being? Please speak, please." "It's up to you, but is there any point in giving the geranium a name?" "I just like to name plants and treat them like people. It's always called geranium, geranium, it might be sad, and so would you if Mama was always called 'woman, woman' Disgusted. "This morning, I named the cherry blossom tree outside the window of the East Wing. Because it is snow-white, I called it 'Snow Queen'. Although the cherry blossoms will wither sooner or later, you can always imagine when it is in full bloom. beautiful figure." "I've never seen or heard of a child like you." Marilla muttered as she hid in the cellar to fetch potatoes as if fleeing for her life. "As Marshall said, this child is indeed interesting. She has something to say next, and I seem to expect her to say something. If this continues, even I will be deceived by her magic Stop, let alone Marshall. Judging from his expression when he went out just now, he is likely to repeat what happened last night. If Marshall is like ordinary people, it is fine to intervene in the argument, and I can also refute him , to convince him. But he can only make eye contact, what should I do?" When Marilla came out of the cellar, she saw Anne resting her chin on her hands, looking up at the sky, and lost herself in her dreams again.Marilla had to prepare lunch a little earlier, so she left Annie alone. "I have to borrow a horse and a carriage this afternoon," Marilla said.Marshall nodded, and glanced uneasily at Annie.Marilla quickly covered Marshall's sight, and continued in a stern tone: "I'm going to White Sound to explain the matter clearly, and Annie will go with me. Mrs. Svensa should immediately find a way to get Anne Send back to Nova Scotia. Get your tea ready, and I won't be back until milking time." Marshall remained silent, which made Marilla feel that it was a disadvantage for him to talk. Marshall was a man who would never answer anything you said, and he would never make you angry. In spite of this, Marshall harnessed the carriage according to Marilla's instructions.Marilla and Annie were about to go out. Marshall quickly opened the courtyard door and said to himself: "In the morning, the children of the Curie Bute family in Creek came and said that they would come to work as hired labor for the summer. .” Marilla ignored him, raised the whip, and yelled "drive", the fat horse has never been treated like this, and got angry, and ran desperately on the path.Marilla looked back from the galloping carriage, and saw that hateful Marshall was leaning against the door, watching them sadly!