There is no road back to the scent of the Julys when I was young and leapt from a boulder into the ice-cold meltwater of a Norwegian fjord.
再也回不到那个芳香的七月，那时我还年轻，我从一块冰砾上跳进了挪威峡湾冰冷的融水里。
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Yields of this staple grain have increased exponentially since the 1950s because better farming practices and new wheat breeds have more than made up for those hot Julys.