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Let us breathe the breeze and find therein our roots in the spirit.

让我们呼吸微风的气息，寻找我们精神的根。

One in many, are we. Let us breathe the breeze and find therein our roots in spirit.

我们是人海里的过客，就让我们一起呼吸微风的气息，在其中寻找我们精神的根。

But we have used these parallels before and they have drifted away in the Tigris breeze.

但我们已利用这些相似之处之前和他们疏远，在底格里斯河轻拂。

Oneself walk in the park, is the prospects of an atmosphere of desolation everywhere, the night be quiet pole, the light be dreary, in the breeze curl up sand dust, lightly of candlelight tinily jump about, seem to be so infinitesimal, weak, the parasol tree of street both sides be also withered Huang, the leaf float to fall in succession on the ground, trample on the very thick and withered leaf and feel matchless soft, again rise hope a tree, not from get send out 1 to draw a deep sigh!

春、夏转眼过去了，随之而来的是秋天。晚秋傍晚时分，不再特别耀眼的太阳西下，夜幕降临了。自己走在公园内，到处是一片凄凉的景象，夜静极了，灯光黯淡，在卷起沙尘的风中，轻轻的烛光微微地跳动，显得那么渺小、脆弱，街道两旁的梧桐树也枯黄了，叶子纷纷飘落在地上，踩在厚厚的枯叶上，感到无比柔软，再抬头望树，不由得发出一声长叹！

Most of these problems occur in the first and third movements-the second is short and taut enough to breeze by unnoticed, and the fugue-finale, for all its mathematical tomfoolery and its grimly vigorous attempts to break the neo-Handelian sound-barrier is both fascinating and fun.

这些主要发生在第一和第三乐章，第二乐章相比太短了可以忽略，至于最后的赋格乐章，它那数学般精准的无聊，那严肃有力的对于打破新亨德尔派声音隔阂的尝试既让人着迷又有趣。

Over it all hangs the torpid sullen breeze of May.

但是无论哪里都躲不过那欲吹无力的五月的风。

Walking along the broad avenue lined with tall trees on campus, I feel refreshed from the dream last night by the touching of fresh cool breeze mixed with slight dew, which blows away the torridity of summer.

走在林荫大道上，带着露水的清风徐徐吹来，吹走了夏日的燥热，走醒了昨夜的迷梦，人仿佛也清醒多了。

I follow his finger to the giant tricolour fluttering in the breeze.

我顺着他手指的方向，看到了风中飘荡的巨大的三色旗。

Light holds between its hands The white hill and black oaks, The path that goes o, The tree that stays; Light is a stone that breathes By the sleepwalking river, Light: a girl stretching, A dark bundle dawning; Light shapes the breeze in the curtains, Makes a living body from each hour, Enters the room and slips out, Barefoot, on the edge of a knife; Light is born a woman in a mirror, Naked under diaphanous leaves, Chained by a look, Dissolved in a wink; It touches the fruit and the unbodied, It is a pitcher from which the eye drinks clarities, A flame cut in blossom, a candle watching Where the blackwinged butterfly burns; Light opens the folds of the sheets And the creases of puberty, Glows in the fireplace, its flame becomes shadows That climb the walls, yearning ivy; Light does not absolve or condemn, Is neither just or unjust, Light with impalpable hands raises The buildings of symmetry; Light escapes through a passage of mirrors And returns to light: Is a hand that invents itself, An eye that sees itself in its own inventions.

光 双手拥着白色山峦与黑色橡树林，前行的路，停留的树；光是梦游的河旁呼吸的石光：一个女孩舒展，一束暗色破晓。光勾勒出帘中微风的形状，每时每刻造出一个鲜活的身体，光著脚，踩著刀刃；蹑入房间，又溜走；光是镜中诞生的女人，裸露在透明的叶底，被目光锁定，瞬间消逝；它触摸著果实和无形，眼睛在它的水罐饮著清晰，火焰绽放如花，蜡烛目睹黑翅的蝴蝶燃烧光展开被单的折皱与青春期的皱痕在壁炉里光芒焕发，它的火焰成影在墙上攀爬，怀恋著长春藤光既不赦免也不谴责无公平与不公平而言光，用无法察觉的双手举起对称的建筑；光在镜子的通道里逃遁返回于光：一只发明自己的手，一只在自己的发明中看到自己的眼。

The breeze is lingering around the branches, does it want to unbosom or expect anything?

风儿在枝头萦绕，是想诉说什么还是在乞盼什么？

I am accused of being overreligious," she said in her quiet, frank manner,"but that does not prevent me thinking the children very cruel who obstinately commit such suicide.""

客人们在卡罗利娜·埃凯家里，举止就文雅一些，因为卡罗利娜的母亲治家很严厉。

Designed by French fashion house Herm è s, this elegant uniform was manufactured in our home, Hong Kong, and was the first without a hat.

由著名品牌 Herm è s 设计，这件高贵的制服是香港本土制造，是我们第一套不配帽子的制服。