The morning heat had already soaked through the walls, rising up from the floor like a ghost of summers past.

The morning heat had already soaked through the walls, rising up from the floor like a ghost of summers past.

早晨的热气已经渗透过墙壁，从地板上升起，就像夏日的幽灵。

-- Erik Tomblin 埃里克·汤布林