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Sometimes I just feel like, quitting I still might Why do I put upthis fight, why do I still write Sometimes it's hard enough just dealin wit real life Sometimes I wanna jump on stage and just kill mics And show these people what my level of skills like But I'm still white, sometimes I just hate life Something ain't right, hit the brake lights Case of the stage fright, drawin a blank light Da-duh-duh-da-da, it ain't my fault Great big eyeballs, my insides crawl And I clam up, I just slam shut I just can't do it, my whole manhoods Just been stripped, I have just been vicked So i must then get, off this bus then split Man fuck this shit yo, I'm going the fuck home World on my shoulders as I run back to this 8 mile road I'm a man, I'ma make a new plan Time for me to just stand up, and travel new land Time for me to just take matters into my own hands Once I'm over these tracks man I'ma never look back (8 mile road) And I'm gone, I know right where I'm going Sorry mama I'm grown, I must travel alone Ain't gunna follow these footsteps, I'm making my own Only way I know how to escape from this 8 mile road I'm walking these train tracks, tryin to regain back the spirit I had fore I go back to the same crap To the same plant, in the same pants Tryin to chase rap, gotta move ASAP And get a new plan, mommas got a new mam Poor little baby sister, she don't understand Sits in front of the T.V, buries her nose in the pad And just colors until the crayon gets dull in her hand While she colors her big brother, her mother and dad Ain't no tellin what really goes on in her little head Wish I could be the daddy that neither one of us had But I keep runnin from something I never wanted so bad!

有时候，我不安，因为我不是尚未引爆这就像我长大的，但我是不会长大我两个坚果尚未不要有代表我的一步，没有获得足够的肽的压力很大的人，我只是设法做最新最好的和我尝试，单独坐在我哭泣哟我不会告诉任何谎言，而不是目前的推移我不祈求天空，请我开始你的上帝请不要让我bitchin holdin没有固定工作哟我希望你能听到我家无论身处何地哟我tellin您dawg我白琳这拖车明天告诉我的妈妈我爱她，亲吻婴儿的妹妹再见说你需要我whenevr婴儿我永远远但是，你我有爱摆脱的唯一途径，我知道和我回到你的第二个，我的打击我拥有的一切，我会成为我自己去工作，我去，回到这个八英里道我一个人，我作出了一项新的计划时间对我来说，只是站起来，新的土地和旅行时间对我来说，只是考虑到我的问题自己手中一旦我对这些歌曲的人我从来没有回头看（ 8英里路）和我走了，我知道在那里我会对不起妈妈我长大，我必须单独旅行不是贡纳按照下列脚步，我让我自己唯一的办法，我知道如何摆脱这个8英里道你得活到觉得，你没有你不会得到它或看到什么大问题是，为什么这不是skillest 这是walkin寄宿线底特律城市的界限这是不同的，这在一定意义，证书的真实性，您甚至从来没有见过但everthing对我来说，这是我的信誉你从来没有见过或听说闻见了一个真正的三菱商事谁是难以置信的相同pedastal为我可是我仍然未签名的，有一个粗略的时间坐在门廊智慧我的所有朋友和踢哑巴儿歌去工作和服务三菱商事的在lunchline 但是在关键时刻，我punchlines哪里去谁，我必须表明，我国流动到胸部如果要我去，我必须知道谁还是我刚才在另一个蟹斗因为我不是没有运气havin与这个小兔子，以便他妈的它也许我需要一个新的出路，我startin怀疑狗屎我有点怀疑feelin谁余空闲时我看起来像一个流浪汉，你我的衣服是不是狗屎在救世军设法挽救一个装备和它的冷设法前往这道另外我觉得对滞留在该battlin模式我的防守是如此，并有一件事我不想遗憾的是没有人，这个城市是没有乐趣没有太阳，真是太黑暗有时候，我只是觉得我被分开从每一个我的四肢，每一个我的一个朋友这足以使我只是想跳出我的皮肤有时我觉得自己像一个机器人，有时我只是不知道是我的乐队我的打击，我的头是一个炉灶顶部我只是爆炸，水壶会这么热有时候，我的嘴刚刚超载的屁股，我没有但是，我学到了，现在是时候让我掉头你只需要一个时间，我引火烧身不是不属于任何下一次我遇到一个新的女孩我可以不再扮演笨或未成熟我每一个组成部分，我需要的是勇气就像我已经有了节拍，所有我需要的话得到的冲动，突然它的进口激增突然爆发的一个新的能源已经发生时间显示这些自由世界领导人在三个第三我不再害怕现在，我作为一个自由鸟然后我又和越过中间遏制击中动词和所有你看到的是一个模糊的8英里道我一个人，我作出了一项新的计划时间对我来说，只是站起来，新的土地和旅行时间对我来说，只是考虑到我的问题自己手中一旦我对这些歌曲的人我从来没有回头看（ 8英里路）和我走了，我知道在那里我会对不起妈妈我长大，我必须单独旅行不是贡纳按照下列脚步，我让我自己唯一的办法，我知道如何摆脱这个八英里道

The king who had worn her colours was dead and gone; the court of which she had been the star had passed away; powerful functionaries and great magistrates, who might perhaps have helped her, were mouldering in the graves; brave young cavaliers, who would have died for her, had fallen upon distant battle-fields; she had lived to see the age to which she had belonged fade like a dream; and she went to the stake, followed only by a few ignorant country people, who forgot all her bounties, and hooted at her for a wicked sorceress.

支持过她的国工死了、不在了；她曾经是明星的官廷消失了；说不定会帮她忙的、有权有势的行政官员和大法官们都在坟墓里腐烂了；可能为她而牺牲的、勇敢年轻的骑士们，在遥远的战场上倒下去了；她已经活到了看见自己所属的那个世纪象梦一样的黯然失色了；她向火刑柱走去，后面只跟着几个愚蠢的市民，他们忘掉了她的一切乐善好施，象对待邪恶的女巫那样呵斥她哩。

Everything about her had been smooth and definite, even the tones of her voice and the way her light brown hair, which she wore a la Pompadour*, was rolled stiffly back from her forehead and coiled in a burnished rope on the top of her head.

她的一切都是那么安详平淡，那么不事张扬，甚至包括她说话的声调和她选择的发式；她梳的是高卷式发型，淡褐色的头发从前额向后紧紧地卷过去用一根光亮的头绳盘绕在头顶上。那是一个凡事都严肃认真的年代，甚至恋人的情感和头脑都是有条理的。

Everything about her had been smooth and definite, even the tones of her voice and the way her light brown hair, which she wore a la Pompadour*, was rolled stiffly back from her forehead and coiled in a burnished rope on the top of her head.

她的一切都是那么安详平淡，那么不事张扬，甚至包括她说话的声调和她选择的发式；她梳的是高卷式发型她梳的是高卷式发型，甚至包括她说话的声调和她选择的发式她梳的是高卷式发型，淡褐色的头发从前额向后紧紧地卷过去用一根光亮的头绳盘绕在头顶上那是一个凡事都严肃认真的年代，的头绳盘绕在头顶上。

For all time it remains for the Church the most sublime testimony of her faith in the Son of God, the radiant lamp of truth for her doctrine, the never-ceasing source of loving zeal in her devotion to her Master, Who loves her even to the end.

所有的时间仍然是为教会最崇高的证词，她的信念，在上帝的儿子，辐射灯的真理，为她的学说，永不停止的来源爱好的热情在她的奉献，她的主人，谁爱她，甚至年底。

For all time it remains for the Church the most sublime testimony of her faith in the Son of God, the radiant lamp of truth for her doctrine, the never-ceasing source of loving zeal in her devotion to her Master, Who loves her even to the end.

在任何时候它仍然为教会的最崇高的证词，她的信念，上帝的儿子，辐射灯的真相，她学说，永不停止的热情在她的爱奉献给她的主人，喜欢她甚至结束。

I am a wilful child perhaps My mother was spoiled child I wayward I hope Every moment As beautiful as crayons I hope The white paper in love can draw Draw clumsy freedom Draw a never Tears in eyes Sky A sky plumage and leaves A green night and apples I want to paint in the morning Under the picture Can see the smile Under the picture all the young No pain of love She hadn't seen clouds Her eyes are clear color She looked at me forever Forever, watching Never suddenly fell away I want to paint distant scenery Under the picture of the horizon and the water is clear Painted many happy river Under the picture Lightly covered with fluff I let them get very close Let them fall in love Let each one Each a silent spring throb Have become a little birthday I also want to paint in the future I haven't seen her, it is impossible But know that she is very beautiful I painted her coat of autumn Under the burning candle painting and maple leaf Painted many because love her And out of the heart Under the picture Draw a woke up early The glass wrappers above And the fairy tales illustrations I am a wilful child I want to wipe away all the unfortunate I think in the earth Painted with Windows Let all habits dark eyes All light I want to paint surface Draw a frame under a higher than the mountains Draw down the Orient Under the picture A voice of limitless Finally, in the paper Angle I also want to paint Draw a koala He sat on the dark jungle in Victoria Sit quietly branches Become speechless He had no home No one in the distance He only, many The same dream. Berries And a big, big eyes I hope think But I wonder why I didn't receive crayons Don't get a color moment I only have me My fingers and trauma Only the pieces Love her Let them go looking for a butterfly Let them vanish from today I was a child A mother is spoiled child fantasies I wayward

我是一个任性的孩子也许我是被妈妈宠坏的孩子我任性我希望每一个时刻都像彩色蜡笔那样美丽我希望能在心爱的白纸上画画画出笨拙的自由画下一只永远不会流泪的眼睛一片天空一片属于天空的羽毛和树叶一个淡绿的夜晚和苹果我想画下早晨画下露水所能看见的微笑画下所有最年轻的没有痛苦的爱情她没有见过阴云她的眼睛是晴空的颜色她永远看着我永远，看着绝不会忽然掉过头去我想画下遥远的风景画下清晰的地平线和水波画下许许多多快乐的小河画下丘陵长满淡淡的绒毛我让它们挨得很近让它们相爱让每一个默许每一阵静静的春天悸动都成为一朵小花的生日我还想画下未来我没见过她，也不可能但知道她很美我画下她秋天的风衣画下那些燃烧的烛火和枫叶画下许多因为爱她而熄灭的心画下婚礼画下一个个早早醒来的节日上面贴着玻璃糖纸和北方童话的插图我是一个任性的孩子我想擦去一切不幸我想在大地上画满窗子让所有习惯黑暗的眼睛都习惯光明我想画下风画下一架比一架更高大的山岭画下来东方民族的渴望画下大海无边无际愉快的声音最后，在纸角上我还想画下自己画下一只树熊他坐在维多利亚深色的丛林里坐在安安静静的树枝上发愣他没有家没有一颗留在远处的心他只有，许许多多浆果一样的梦和很大很大的眼睛我在希望在想但不知为什么我没有领到蜡笔没有得到一个彩色的时刻我只有我我的手指和创痛只有撕碎那一张张心爱的白纸让它们去寻找蝴蝶让它们从今天消失我是一个孩子一个被幻想妈妈宠坏的孩子我任性

On no account could she agree to a step which might afterwards cause bitter rueing to her husband for his blindness in wedding her. And she held that what her conscience had decided for her when her mind was unbiased ought not to be overruled now.

他们每次都是这样多情地争论，最后又总是她取得胜利，然后再独自离开，如果是挤牛奶的时候，她就会跑到最远的一头奶牛那儿去挤奶，如果是闲暇的时候，她就会跑到苇塘里去，或者跑回自己的房间，独自在那儿悲伤，而在不到一分钟前，她还在假装冷淡地表示拒绝。

It was there she kept her girlish treasure trove, the tortoiseshell combs, her child of Mary badge, the whiterose scent, the eyebrowleine, her alabaster pouncetbox and the ribbons to change when her things came home from the wash and there were some beautiful thoughts written in it in violet ink that she bought in Hely's of Dame Street for she felt that she too could write poetry if she could only express herself like that poem that appealed to her so deeply that she had copied out of the newspaper she found one evening round the potherbs.

这是姑娘的宝库，收藏着玳瑁梳子、&玛利亚的孩子&徽章、白玫瑰香水、描眉膏、雪花石膏香盒、替换着钉在洗衣房刚送回来的衣服上用的丝带等。忏悔薄上记载着她用紫罗兰色墨水（是从戴姆街希利的店里买来的）写下的一些隽永的思想。因为她感到，只要她能够像如此深深地感染了她的这首诗那样表达自己，她就也能够写诗。

Still, seeing her through other people's eyes, Hanfeng realized that all that made her who she was—the decades of solitude in her widowhood, her coldness to the prying eyes of people who tried to mask their nosiness with friendliness, and her faith in the notion of living one's own life without having to go out of one's way for other people—could be deemed pointless and laughable.

借别人的眼睛来看她，瀚峰意识到母亲是怎样变成现在的样子了--她几十年的寡居生活，独自冷对人们好管闲事的眼睛，他们总是用虚情假意来掩饰自己的无聊，她独立自主生活的信念等等--也许可以认为这些毫无意义，甚至很可笑。

The split between the two groups can hardly be papered over.

这两个团体间的分歧难以掩饰。

This approach not only encourages a greater number of responses, but minimizes the likelihood of stale groupthink.

这种做法不仅鼓励了更多的反应，而且减少跟风的可能性。