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而最不远由老牌不复眼相机编制所成长不入的可互换镜头式数字相机，是故事记者或副业影相师的最爱，因为旧有镜头等配备和其编制兼容，而不复眼相机的机动性与丰裕的操控功用包罗万象，和搁置原有矮档不复眼相机实在一模差别，独一弊端是仍有镜头倍率的题目，给广角拍摄时甚为悲苦，但保守机种很快不离会上市！而由不小型相机配上数字机不面的编制是贸易影相的钝器，因为其档案较不小，又可把持仰俯等透视角度，但代价不远百不一，经济门坎较矮。

Children was heeling it ahead of the mob, screaming and trying to get out of the way; and every window along the road was full of women's heads, and there was nigger boys in every tree, and bucks and wenches looking over every fence; and as soon as the mob would get nearly to them they would break and skaddle back out of reach.

孩子们在这群暴徒的前面拼命乱跑，尖声喊叫，有的拼命躲开压过来的人群。沿路一家家窗口，挤着妇女们的脑袋。每一棵树上都有黑人小孩扒在上面。还有许多黑人男男女女从栅栏里往外张望。

Children was heeling it ahead of the mob, screaming and trying to get out of the way; and every window along the road was full of women's heads, and there was nigger boys in every tree, and bucks and wenches looking over every fence; and as soon as the mob would get nearly to them they would break and skaddle back out of reach.

孩子们在这群暴徒的前面拼命乱跑，尖声喊叫，有的拼命躲开压过来的人群。沿路一家家窗口，挤着妇女们的脑袋。每一棵树上都有黑人小孩扒在上面。还有许多黑人男男女女从栅栏里往外张望。每次只要这群暴徒逼拢来，他们便仓惶逃散，退到老远老远的去处。

And dreaming there by the Yukon bank, with lazy eyes blinking at the fire, these sounds and sights of another world would make the hair to rise along his back and stand on end across his shoulders and up his neck, till he whimpered low and suppressedly, or growled softly, and the half-breed cook shouted at him,"Hey, you Buck, wake up!"

在育空河畔眨着眼睛懒洋洋地看着火光幻想时，另一个世界的声响及景象使他沿着后背从肩到脖子的毛都竖起来，甚至禁不住低声叫唤成轻声咆哮。于是那个混血儿厨师就冲他大喊：&嗨，巴克，醒醒！&

I love the amniotic fluid when it spills out of the bag. I love the kidney with its painful gallstones, its gravel and what not; I love the urine that pours out scalding and the clap that runs endlessly; I love the words of hysterics and the sentences that flow on like dysentery and mirror all the sick images of the soul; I love the great rivers like the Amazon and the Orinoco, where crazy men like Moravagine float on through dream and legend in an open boat and drown in the blind mouths of the river. I love everything that flows, even the menstrual flow that carries away the seed unfecund. I love scripts that flow, be they hieratic, esoteric, perverse, polymorph, or unilateral. I love everything that flows, everything that has time in it and becoming, that brings us back to the beginning where there is never end: the violence of the prophets, the obscenity that is ecstasy, the wisdom of the fanatic, the priest with his rubber litany, the foul words of the whore, the spittle that floats away in the gutter, the milk of the breast and the bitter honey that pours from the womb, all that is fluid, melting, dissolute and dissolvent, all the pus and dirt that in flowing is purified, that loses its sense of origin, that makes the great circuit toward death and dissolution.

我爱从羊膜中溅出的羊水；我爱生着引起痛苦的的结石、肾砂和诸如此类东西的肾脏；我爱撒出的热呼呼的尿和久治不愈的淋病；我爱歇斯底里的疯话、像拉痢疾一样一泻而出的句子和灵魂全部病态的映像；我爱亚马逊河和奥里诺科河这样的大河，那儿摩拉瓦基乃之流的狂人在一只无顶的小船上漂过了梦和古老的传说，淹死在瞎眼的河口中；我爱流动的一切，甚至爱女人来月经时流出的血，它冲走了生育能力不强的精子；我爱会流动的手稿，不论它们是用象形文字写的、深奥的、反常的、多形体的或是单边音的；我爱流动的一切，一切其中有时间的和适当的东西，它们把我们带回永远不会结束的开始中，即先知们激烈、令人狂喜的猥亵，宗教狂的智慧，牧师和他的橡皮连祷文，妓女的下流话，从排水道里漂走的唾液，乳房里的奶汁和子宫里流出的带苦味的蜜水，以及一切流质的、溶化的、放荡的和有溶解力的，所有在流动中得到静化的脓和脏物，那些失去其出身意识的东西和那些将大循环驱向死亡和瓦解的东西。

I love the amniotic fluid when it spills out of the bag. I love the kidney with its painful gallstones, its gravel and whatnot; I love the urine that pours out scalding and the clap that runs endlessly; I love the words of hysterics and the sentences that flow on like dysentery and mirror all the sick images of the soul; I love the great rivers like the Amazon and the Orinoco, where crazy men like Moravagine float on through dream and legend in an open boat and drown in the blind mouths of the river. I love everything that flows, even the menstrual flow that carries away the seed unfecund. I love scripts that flow, be they hieratic, esoteric, perverse, polymorph, or unilateral. I love everything that flows, everything that has time in it and becoming, that brings us back to the beginning where there is never end: the violence of the prophets, the obscenity that is ecstasy, the wisdom of the fanatic, the priest with his rubber litany, the foul words of the whore, the spittle that floats away in the gutter, the milk of the breast and the bitter honey that pours from the womb, all that is fluid, melting, dissolute and dissolvent, all the pus and dirt that in flowing is purified, that loses its sense of origin, that makes the great circuit toward death and dissolution.

我爱从羊膜中溅出的羊水；我爱生着引起痛苦的的结石、肾砂和诸如此类东西的肾脏；我爱撒出的热呼呼的尿和久治不愈的淋病；我爱歇斯底里的疯话、像拉痢疾一样一泻而出的句子和灵魂全部病态的映像；我爱亚马逊河和奥里诺科河这样的大河，那儿摩拉瓦基乃之流的狂人在一只无顶的小船上漂过了梦和古老的传说，淹死在瞎眼的河口中；我爱流动的一切，甚至爱女人来月经时流出的血，它冲走了生育能力不强的精子；我爱会流动的手稿，不论它们是用象形文字写的、深奥的、反常的、多形体的或是单边音的；我爱流动的一切，一切其中有时间的和适当的东西，它们把我们带回永远不会结束的开始中，即先知们激烈、令人狂喜的猥亵，宗教狂的智慧，牧师和他的橡皮连祷文，妓女的下流话，从排水道里漂走的唾液，***里的奶汁和子宫里流出的带苦味的蜜水，以及一切流质的、溶化的、放荡的和有溶解力的，所有在流动中得到静化的脓和脏物，那些失去其出身意识的东西和那些将大循环驱向死亡和瓦解的东西。

Uhoo Uhooo uhoo uhoo But I'm getting stronger and stronger Uhoo Uhooo uhoo uhoo But I'm getting stronger and stronger Midnight turns to morning, I don't get lot sleep I know that you are out there somewhere, being someone else's treat Have think us knows just how to please me Chance run down my spying And when you wake up spill your kisses, I am shivering inside it I get my Inside out, and my headache won't stop I fail to not look back, as I'm bouncing down the wrong track Half way up your smile going down, but I'm getting stronger and stronger.

uhoo uhooo uhoo uhoo 但我越来越强 uhoo uhooo uhoo uhoo 但我越来越强午夜轮流今天上午，我不得到很多睡眠我知道你是那里的某处，被别人的治疗有认为我们知道如何请我运行的机会，我的谍报活动当你醒来泄漏你的亲吻，我寒战内我的内，和我的头痛就不会停止我无法不回头看，作为我弹跳下来的歧途中途你的微笑去，但我越来越强。

Uhoo Uhooo But I'm getting stronger and stronger Uhoo Uhooo But I'm getting stronger and stronger Midnight turns to morning, I don't get lot sleep I know that you are out there somewhere, being someone else's treat Have think us knows just how to please me Chance run down my spying And when you wake up spill your kisses, I am shivering inside it I get my Inside out, and my headache won't stop I fail to not look back, as I'm bouncing down the wrong track Half way up your smile going down, but I'm getting stronger and stronger.

哦，哦，哦但我得到越来越坚强哦，哦，哦但我得到越来越坚强午夜转向早晨，我不得到全部睡眠我知道，您是那里某处，是别人的款待有认为我们会取乐我机会运行在我暗中侦察下并且当您叫醒溢出您的亲吻，我发抖在它里面我得到我的里面，并且我的头疼不会停止我不看，因为我弹起在错误轨道下半方式您的微笑下来，但我得到越来越强。

Uhoo Uhooo But I'm getting stronger and stronger Uhoo Uhooo But I'm getting stronger and stronger Midnight turns to morning, I don't get lot sleep I know that you are out there somewhere, being someone else's treat Have think us knows just how to please me Chance run down my spying And when you wake up spill your kisses, I am shivering inside it I get my Inside out, and my headache won't stop I fail to not look back, as I'm bouncing down the wrong track Half way up your smile going down, but I'm getting stronger and stronger.

Uhoo Uhooo 但我得到越来越坚强 Uhoo Uhooo 但我得到越来越坚强午夜转向早晨，我不得到全部睡眠我知道，您是那里某处，是别人的款待有认为我们会取乐我机会运行在我暗中侦察下并且当您叫醒溢出您的亲吻，我发抖在它里面我得到我的里面，并且我的头疼不会停止我不不看，因为我弹起在错误轨道下半方式您的微笑下来，但我得到越来越强。

In those days, Liu Yong always was one of the first ones who played rock music, rode motorcycle, operated company, learned computer, drove automobile and went abroad…I still remember that Liu Yong taught me to ride bicycle. We went to the outskirt along Xi Ba River to sketch. Going through weeping willow, there were very tall eucalyptus leaves, moving back and forth in the wind. They looked green sometimes, and reflected sunshine sometimes, resembling those dreamy and innocent days: mountains and lake, girls washing clothes by the river, boatmen living in lake, fisherman casting net, youth fishing, buffalos dazing, and water birds observing everything by reeds…We caught everything in our paintings, obsessed with painting. The world outside, and the peace of monastic life all moved far away. Those shared days were the pure, clear and beautiful time in both Liu Yong's and my life.

多年来，昆明这个小城最早玩摇滚、骑摩托、干公司、弄电脑、开汽车、办出国，刘涌可都是走在前面的人……记得是刘涌教会了我骑自行车，每天我们骑车沿着西坝河到郊外去写生，穿过佛面垂柳，后面是一排排高高的杨草果，在风中摇动树影，时而满目幽绿，时而反射银白的阳光，象是那晃惚懵懂的岁月：湖光山色、河边洗衣的少女、水上船家、撒网的渔翁、钓鱼的少年、发呆的牛儿、苇草边东张西望的水鸟……我们一一画下这一切，只知道痴迷的画着，身外的世界，暮鼓晨钟，离的好远，那是我们共同经历的生命中最单纯美好的时光。

But we don't care about Battlegrounds.

但我们并不在乎沙场中的显露。

Ah! don't mention it, the butcher's shop is a horror.

啊！不用提了。提到肉，真是糟透了。