万圣节的前夕,月亮如常地升起，天际弥漫着一遍降红，月色却是如此的惨白。

门前的树影，忽然变得狰狞，风过树梢，哗哗在响。

若不是在这诡秘的万圣节, 我的心随之而神经兮兮, 这天色, 月影和树梢, 该是温柔而怡人的吧。

Upon that night, when fairies light
On Cassilis Downans dance,
Or owre the lays, in splendid blaze,
On sprightly coursers prance;
Or for Colean the route is ta'en,
Beneath the moon's pale beams;
There, up the cove, to stray and rove,
Among the rocks and streams
To sport that night.

               <Halloween>  by Robert Burns