Then they flew off—and Gub–Gub came out from behind his barrel to see them go. Up and up and up they went—higher and higher and higher still. Then, when the Doctor could only just see them, they parted company and started going off all different ways—North, East, South and West, looking like tiny grains of black sand creeping across the wide, blue sky. "My gracious!" said Gub–Gub in a hushed voice. "What a height! I wonder they don't scorch their feathers—so near the sun!" (查看原文)
还没人写过短评呢