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We heard a wonderful sermon filled with love by Vicki. We heard Jill read a touching story called the sandpiper.

我们听到了Vicki那充满爱的精彩布道，我们还听Jill和大家分享的动人故事——《给你带来快乐的矶鹞》。

The creative energy is a combination of impetuous savageness and soft, peaceful attitude towards life, mingling with the marvel of touching emotions and outflow of real life glaze, conveying the message of deciphering being while sketches the outline of the universe.

这股创造力即有冲动的一切的猖狂，又有宁静致远的恬淡，在为我们描绘宇宙的轮廓的同时，交织着魔幻神奇的感人的至深的情绪，流淌着生活本源的光泽，散发着解读生命的气息。

Dorothy Sayers' own stories show that she was annoyed by this triteness; the weakest element in them is the part that makes them detective stories, the strongest the part which could be removed without touching the "problem of logic and deduction."

赛伊尔斯自己的小说表明，她对这老一套是感到讨厌的。这些小说中具有成为侦探小说的成分的那一部分是它们最弱的部分，而最出色的部分却是可以删掉而又不影响"逻辑推理"问题的部分。

A scullion touching the throne!

一个低下的仆人竟然去摸王座！

Or you've found in the cards a new question touching on the crystal architecture of the sea anemone, and you'll deal that to me now?

要不，你搜出有关海葵水晶结构的问题卡片又将差使与我不成？

In these paintings, LiJi has presented an edited view of the fashion magazine image, enhancing its detached seductiveness, touching up the sensuous qualities. He adds luster to the fabric of the dress and brings life to the flesh.

所以在某种意义上这些画是从时装杂志中节录下来的片断，加以修饰以增强它们的魅力和性感。

Sensuously touching , pressing and massaging the buttocks is the best part of erotic massage .

感人的，紧迫的和按摩臀部是最好的一部分

The video ends with Yorda touching Ico's cheek, tenderly, almost sensuously.

录像结束时，约达温柔的抚摸着ICO的面颊，美的让人窒息。

Mood, an expression of state and sentimentalism reflected through images in art works, is essential to any touching art works.

意境，是艺术作品通过形象描写，表现出的境界和情调。

All summer I wandered the fields that were thickening every morning, every rainfall, with weeds and blossoms, with the long loops of the shimmering, and the extravagant- pale as flames they rose and fell back, replete and beautiful- that was all there was- and I too once or twice, at least, felt myself rising, my boots touching suddenly the tops of the weeds, the blue and silky air- listen, passion did it, called me forth, addled me, stripped me clean then covered me with the cloth of happiness- I think there is no other prize, only rapture the gleaming, rapture the illogical the weightless- whether it be for the perfect shapeliness of something you love- like an old German song- or of someone- or the dark floss of the earth itself, heavy and electric.

整个夏天，我漫步于田野，在每个清晨，每一场雨中，田野变得深邃，充满种子和花，以及闪烁不定的耀眼的光环——如同苍白的火焰，它们升起又熄灭，丰盈而美——这就是田野的全部——而我至少有一两次，感到自己飞起来了，我的鞋子突然碰到种子的顶端，丝绸一般柔滑的蓝色空气——听，它热情地召唤我，使我迷茫，剥去我的外壳，再为我穿上欢乐的衣裳——我不再需要什么，只是沉迷于这闪亮的一刻，沉迷于这不合逻辑的失重——它是否是你所爱之物的完美形式——属于一首古老的德国歌曲——或者某个人——或者就是地球自身的黑色丝线，沉重，带电。

"Yes, now you can give yourself airs," she said, you have got what you wanted.

"对了，您现在高兴了，"她说道，这是您所期待的。

Then the LORD said to me: Rebel Israel is inwardly more just than traitorous Judah.

上主于是对我说：＂失节的以色列比失信的犹大，更显得正义。