| 摘 要： | ADuring the whole of the dark,cloudy day near the end ofthe year,I had been ridden my horse along country roadswith little life and beauty.When evening fell,I foundmyself within the view of House of Usher,I did notknow why,however my first sight of it made my heart heavy.I stop my horse at the edge of the black and quiet lakewhere lay beside the building.Looking down into the water,I saw a reflection(倒影)of the dark old house and a dyingtree on it.There was something in that reflection about which
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