查询词典 Memory of Love

You go down to the bottom of the sea,where the water isn't bleu any more,where the sky is only a memory,and you float there in silence,and you saty there,decide that you'll die for them.only then do they start coming out,they come out and greet you,they judge the love you have for themmif it's sincere,if it's pure.they'll be with you,and take you away forever.

你知道怎样才能遇见美人鱼吗？当你沉入海底，那里的水不再是兰色，天空也成了回忆，你寂静地躺在那里，决定为她而死，这时他们才会出现，问候你，考验你的爱，如果你的爱够真诚，够纯洁，她们才会和你在一起，带你永远的离开。

The cinema is very bad to search, put a half to give breakdown to go back replay... need memory ability remembers gut, it is a common Hollywood is big so, do not understand why to so much person can buy the ticket of 150, do so that be like ~~~ to appreciate Shanghai one week with Culture Revolution, the Sun Ganlou that still has Shuai Shuai and the film review after all editor ~~~ are small salon, be present possibly mix with respect to me wild goose is not liberal art one's previous experience, they have the blueness that nod anger literary cell, saying is almost,"I feel this film not up to much "... so that Xiang Siwei needs authority later,those who who likes this movie look in light of raise one's hand... wild goose likes 3D, apparent love hate is trenchant, touch field, vigorous speech so " reader "(she is raise one's hand, the 囧 that does not need an editor to call-over), it is this ask her to see a stage play again.

影院很不好找，放了一半出了故障倒回往重放……需要回忆才能想起剧情，所以就是部普通的好莱坞***，不懂为何会有那么多人往买150的票，搞得跟***似~~~感谢上海壹周，还有帅帅的孙甘露及所有编辑~~~之后的影评小沙龙，可能在座的就我和大雁不是文科出身，他们都有点愤青文艺细胞，说起来几乎都是，"我觉得这电影不怎么样"……以至于项斯薇后来需要大家举手来看看有谁喜欢这部电影的……大雁喜欢3D，很明显的爱恨分明，如此碰场、积极发言的"读者"（她是举手的，不需要编辑点名的囧），是该再请她往看话剧了。

Luckily, in human history, there was hero born though he has become a distant memory. Anyway by wiping away the historical dust, through the smoky ancient battlefield, or at the midnight with gloomy stars, we appear to visualize his lofty silhouette - bounteous threnody, sacrifice for justice, suffer in disgrace and insults, errantry and righteousness, regardless of life and death, faith-supremacist, pursuit for fellowship, friendship and love with no turning back.

好在人类历史上，曾经诞生过英雄，虽然他已成为一个遥远的记忆，似乎我们只有揩拭了历史的蒙尘、透过硝烟弥漫的古战场；或者，在某一个星光黯淡的子夜，方能依稀窥见英雄高大的身影--慷慨悲歌、舍生取义、忍辱负重、侠肝义胆，置生死于度外，视信念为唯一生命，为友情、友谊乃至爱情义无返顾。

I deeply love Hetao, love Wulate grassland, carving camera childhood memory, used to trace the footsteps of dreams, with the shutter to display lovely home.

我深深爱着河套、爱着乌拉特草原，用相机雕刻儿时的记忆，用脚步追寻梦想，用快门展示可爱的家乡。

Do you still remember,how we used to be Feeling together, believe in whatever My love has said to me Both of us were dreamers Young love in the sun Felt like my Saviour, my spirit I gave you We'd only just begun Hasta, my young girl Always be mine Viva forever, I'll be waiting Everlasting, like the sun Live Forever, for the moment Ever searching for the word Yes I still remember, every whispered word The touch of your skin, giving life from within Like a love song that I'd heard Slipping through your fingers, like the sands of time Promises made, every memory saved Has reflections in my mind Hasta, my young girl Always be mine Viva forever,I'll be waiting Everlasting, like the sun Live Forever, for the moment Ever searching for the word But we're alone now, was it just a dream Feelings untold, they will never be sold And the secret's safe with me Hasta my young girl, Always be mine Viva forever, I'll be waiting Everlasting, like the sun Live Forever,for the moment Ever searching for the word Viva forever, I'll be waiting Everlasting, like the sun Live Forever,for the moment Ever searching for the word Viva forever, I'll be waiting Everlasting, like the sun Live Forever,for the moment Ever searching for the word Viva forever, I'll be waiting Everlasting, like the sun Live Forever,for the moment Ever searching for the word

你仍然记得吗，我们过去一直是的方式一起感觉，相信任何的我的爱已经对我说我们两个都是做梦的人年轻的爱在太阳下感觉像我的救星，我的精神我给予了你我们才开始 Hasta，我的年轻女孩总是我的万岁的欢呼永远地，我将等候永恒的，像太阳永远地住，对于片刻曾经搜索对于字是的我仍然记得，每一耳语字你的皮肤的触觉，提供生活从在喜欢情歌我有听到滑倒过你的手指，像时间的沙子承诺制造，解救的每记忆有我的思想的反映 Hasta，我的年轻女孩总是我的万岁的欢呼永远地，我将等候永恒的，像太阳永远地住，对于片刻曾经搜索对于字但是我们现在很孤独，它只是一个梦感觉不告诉，他们将会无法被卖而且秘密的保险箱由于我 Hasta 我的年轻女孩，总是我的万岁的欢呼永远地，我将等候永恒的，像太阳永远地住，对于片刻曾经搜索对于字万岁的欢呼永远地，我将等候永恒的，像太阳永远地住，对于片刻曾经搜索对于字万岁的欢呼永远地，我将等候永恒的，像太阳永远地住，对于片刻曾经搜索对于字万岁的欢呼永远地，我将等候永恒的，像太阳永远地住，对于片刻曾经搜索对于字

There's a spot in my heart which no colleen may own; There's a depth in my soul never sounded or known; There's a place in my memory my life that you fill; No other can take it no one ever will; Every sorrow or care in the dear days gone by; Was made bright by the light of the smile in your eye; Like a candle that's set in a window at night; Your fond love has cheered me and guided me right; Sure I love the dear silver that shines in your hair; And the brow that's all furrowed and wrinkled with care; I kiss the dear fingers so toil warm for me; Oh! God bless you and keep you, mother machree!

外文诗：歌颂伟大的母亲《慈母颂》在我的心灵之中有个地方，深不可测其境从未与闻哪个少女也难问津；在我的记忆之中我的生命充满你的身影谁也不能取代永远无人有此真情；珍贵时光悠悠逝去辛劳烦扰却永不消停你眼中的微笑，其光彩使烦劳转为光明；宛如点燃的烛光深夜透窗棂你深情的爱激励我引领我一直前进；是的，我爱你如银的发丝闪烁着深情的光芒我爱你额上道道皱纹岁月刻满沧桑我吻你勤劳的手指双手柔情温暖我心房；啊，慈母在我心苍天保佑，福寿永绵长！

Mother Machree There's a spot in my heart which no colleen may own; There's a depth in my soul never sounded or known; There's a place in my memory my life that you fill; No other can take it no one ever will; Every sorrow or care in the dear days gone by; Was made bright by the light of the smile in your eye; Like a candle that's set in a window at night; Your fond love has cheered me and guided me right; Sure I love the dear silver that shines in your hair; And the brow that's all furrowed and wrinkled with care; I kiss the dear fingers so toil warm for me; Oh! God bless you and keep you, mother machree!

外文诗：歌颂伟大的母亲《慈母颂》在我的心灵之中有个地方，深不可测其境从未与闻哪个少女也难问津；在我的记忆之中我的生命充满你的身影谁也不能取代永远无人有此真情；珍贵时光悠悠逝去辛劳烦扰却永不消停你眼中的微笑，其光彩使烦劳转为光明；宛如点燃的烛光深夜透窗棂你深情的爱激励我引领我一直前进；是的，我爱你如银的发丝闪烁着深情的光芒我爱你额上道道皱纹岁月刻满沧桑我吻你勤劳的手指双手柔情温暖我心房；啊，慈母在我心苍天保佑，福寿永绵长！

There's a spot in my heart which no colleen may own; There ' s a depth in my soul never sounded or known; There ' s a place in my memory my life that you fill; No other can take it no one ever will; Every sorrow or care in the dear days gone by; Was made bright by the light of the smile in your eye; Like a candle that ' s set in a window at night; Your fond love has cheered me and guided me right; Sure I love the dear silver that shines in your hair; And the brow that ' s all furrowed and wrinkled with care; I kiss the dear fingers so toil warm for me; Oh! God bless you and keep you, mother machree!

在我的心灵之中有个地方，深不可测其境从未与闻哪个少女也难问津；在我的记忆之中我的生命充满你的身影谁也不能取代永远无人有此真情；珍贵时光悠悠逝去辛劳烦扰却永不消停你眼中的微笑，其光彩使烦劳转为光明；宛如点燃的烛光深夜透窗棂你深情的爱激励我引领我一直前进；是的，我爱你如银的发丝闪烁着深情的光芒我爱你额上道道皱纹岁月刻满沧桑我吻你勤劳的手指双手柔情温暖我心房；啊，慈母在我心苍天保佑，福寿永绵长！

Mother Machree 慈母颂 There's a spot in my heart which no colleen may own; There's a depth in my soul never sounded or known; There's a place in my memory my life that you fill; No other can take it no one ever will; Every sorrow or care in the dear days gone by; Was made bright by the light of the smile in your eye; Like a candle that's set in a window at night; Your fond love has cheered me and guided me right; Sure I love the dear silver that shines in your hair; And the brow that's all furrowed and wrinkled with care; I kiss the dear fingers so toil warm for me; Oh! God bless you and keep you, mother machree!

在我的心灵之中有个地方，深不可测其境从未与闻哪个少女也难问津；在我的记忆之中我的生命充满你的身影谁也不能取代永远无人有此真情；珍贵时光悠悠逝去辛劳烦扰却永不消停你眼中的微笑，其光彩使烦劳转为光明；宛如点燃的烛光深夜透窗棂你深情的爱激励我引领我一直前进；是的，我爱你如银的发丝闪烁着深情的光芒我爱你额上道道皱纹岁月刻满沧桑我吻你勤劳的手指双手柔情温暖我心房；啊，慈母在我心苍天保佑，福寿永绵长！

Against my love shall be, as I am now, With Time's injurious hand crush'd and o'er-worn; When hours have drain'd his blood and fill'd his brow With lines and wrinkles; when his youthful morn Hath travell'd on to age's steepy night, And all those beauties whereof now he's king Are vanishing or vanish'd out of sight, Stealing away the treasure of his spring; For such a time do I now fortify Against confounding age's cruel knife, That he shall never cut from memory My sweet love's beauty, though my lover's life: His beauty shall in these black lines be seen, And they shall live, and he in them still green.

六三 像我现在一样，我爱人将不免被时光的毒手所粉碎和消耗，当时辰吮干他的血，使他的脸布满了皱纹；当他韶年的清朝已经爬到暮年的巉岩的黑夜，使他所占领的一切风流逸韵都渐渐消灭或已经全部消灭，偷走了他的春天所有的至珍；为那时候我现在就厉兵秣马去抵抗凶暴时光的残酷利刃，使他无法把我爱的芳菲抹煞，虽则他能够砍断我爱的生命。他的丰韵将在这些诗里现形，墨迹长在，而他也将万古长青。

As she looked at Warrington's manly face, and dark, melancholy eyes, she had settled in her mind that he must have been the victim of an unhappy attachment.

每逢看到沃林顿那刚毅的脸，那乌黑、忧郁的眼睛，她便会相信，他一定作过不幸的爱情的受害者。

Maybe they'll disappear into a pothole.

也许他们将在壶穴里消失