The meteors seemed to her like a warning, like tiger stripes, like luminous grave slats clabbering her blood.

看来，流星就像警告，像老虎的条纹，像发光的墓板，的血中噼啪作响。

She jumped up from the table and went over in the corner where the churn stood, the milk in it clabber by now. She looked at the churn and looked at it.

离桌起身，走到角落处，那儿放着乳器，里面的牛奶已结成了酸奶。看了看乳器，又望了望里面的酸奶。