It was beautiful light yellow wood, from a tree that grew in the yard where Big Dee and Stash had lived.

搅乳棒的木料取自大迪伊和史大西住过的庭院中长的一棵树，木质呈浅黄色，甚是好看。

Such perfect color I never saw, the grass so green, sky so blue, grain so yellow, woods so dark, I was in a rapture all the way.

我从未见过如此完美的颜色，草是那么绿，天空是那么蓝，谷物是黄的，树林是那么黑，一路上我都在欣喜若狂。

Or maybe you see in front of you some new pathways you never anticipated, and perhaps you're debating, like the poet Robert Frost, which road in the yellow wood you will take.

又或者，你看到面前出现了一些你从未预料到的新道路，也许你会像诗人罗伯特·弗罗斯特一样，在黄色的树林里争论你该走哪条路（罗伯特·弗罗斯特：《未选择的路》）。