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And when the evening mist clothes the riverside with poetry, as with a veil, and the poor buildings lose themselves in the dim sky, and the tall chimneys become campanili, and the warehouses are palaces in the night, and the whole city hangs in the heavens, and fairy-land is before us——then the wayfarer hastens home; the working man and the cultured one, the wise man and the one of pleasure, cease to understand, as they have ceased to see, and Nature, who, for once, has sung in tune, sings her exquisite song to the artist alone, her son and her master——her son in that he loves her, her master in that he knows her.

夜晚的雾气湿润了衣服，河畔雾气缭绕，充满诗情画意，陈旧的建筑物云雾环绕，渐渐消失在灰蒙蒙的天空中。高高的烟囱在雾气中好似钟楼，连夜色中的仓库也变成了辉煌的宫殿，整座城市仿佛悬浮于空。在我们眼前的就是仙境----路上行人匆匆；无论是工作者，文学者，干练者还是享乐者，已经停止了观察自然，进而停止了理解自然。然而自然还是动情歌唱，把她最优美动听的歌声献给她唯一的艺术家，她的儿子和主人----说他是儿子是因为他爱她，说他是主人是因为他懂她。

And when the evening mist clothes the riverside with poetry, as with a veil, and the poor buildings lose themselves in the dim sky, and the tall chimneys become campanili, and the warehouses are palaces in the night, and the whole city hangs in the heavens, and fairy-land is before us——then the wayfarer hastens home; the working man and the cultured one, the wise man and the one of pleasure, cease to understand, as they have ceased to see, and Nature, who, for once, has sung in tune, sings her exquisite song to the artist alone, her son and her master——her son in that he loves her, her master in that he knows her.

当夜色如一袭朦胧的面纱，模糊了匆匆的行人，模糊了河畔涓涓的诗情，当贫瘠之家在暗淡的天空下迷失了自己，直耸如云的烟囱衍变成遗世独立的钟鼓，当富裕之家成了晚间的宫殿，当整座城市悬挂在天堂之间，梦幻的仙境就在我们眼前——而那羁旅之人也正急速地往家的方向赶去；工人和文人，明智者和快乐者停下了思维，他们不再有看的欲望。而自然，又一次哼起了调子，仅对着艺术家唱起了她独有精美的歌，艺术家就像她的儿子和主人——爱着她的儿子，了解她的主人。

And when the evening mist clothes the riverside with poetry, as with a veil, and the poor buildings lose themselves in the dim sky, and the tall chimneys become campanili, and the warehouses are palaces in the night, and the whole city hangs in the heavens, and fairy-land is before us——then the wayfarer hastens home; the working man and the cultured one, the wise man and the one of pleasure, cease to understand, as they have ceased to see, and Nature, who, for once, has sung in tune, sings her exquisite song to the artist alone, her son and her master——her son in that he loves her, her master in that he knows her.

当夜幕为如诗的河岸披上一层面纱，破旧的房屋消失在昏暗苍穹中，高耸的烟囱如同一座座钟楼，仓库成了瑰丽的宫殿，整个城市悬置在天堂，如幻仙境尽收眼底——仓促的人们总是行色匆匆。无论是庄稼汉还是知识分子，聪明人或者乐天派，都看不见也懂不到。这个时候，自然哼着优美的曲子，把最完美的旋律只给了艺术家一人。艺术家就是她的儿子和主人——他像儿子一样爱她，同时又如主人一般了解她。

And when the evening mist clothes the riverside with poetry, as with a veil, and the poor buildings lose themselves in the dim sky, and the tall chimneys become campanili, and the warehouses are palaces in the night, and the whole city hangs in the heavens, and fairy-land is before us——then the wayfarer hastens home; the working man and the cultured one, the wise man and the one of pleasure, cease to understand, as they have ceased to see, and Nature, who, for once, has sung in tune, sings her exquisite song to the artist alone, her son and her master——her son in that he loves her, her master in that he knows her.

夜幕降临，为河畔蒙上了一层轻纱，如诗般美丽、神秘。而那些毫不起眼的建筑物们则隐没在这昏暗的天空中，乍看之下，高耸的烟囱好似一座钟楼，破旧的仓库宛如宫殿般矗立于夜色之中。此时此刻，整个城市悬浮于半空中，如同仙境般展现在我们面前——接着，行人加快了回家的脚步；而工人、知识分子、智者抑或逍遥之人则驻足而望，停下了思考，故而，他们听不到自然那美妙绝伦的声音。大自然只为艺术家展现了歌喉，因为艺术家是她的孩子，她的主人——之所以这么说，因为孩子爱他的母亲，而主人则理解他的属下。

And when the evening mist clothes the riverside with poetry, as with a veil, and the poor buildings lose themselves in the dim sky, and the tall chimneys become campanili, and the warehouses are palaces in the night, and the whole city hangs in the heavens, and fairy-land is before us——then the wayfarer hastens home; the working man and the cultured one, the wise man and the one of pleasure, cease to understand, as they have ceased to see, and Nature, who, for once, has sung in tune, sings her exquisite song to the artist alone, her son and her master——her son in that he loves her, her master in that he knows her.

当暗夜迷雾给河滨披上诗般的轻纱薄衣，可怜的建筑在暗淡的天幕下迷失自我，高耸的烟囱变成了钟楼，货栈成了伫立在夜间的宫殿，整座城市游荡在天际，仙境就在眼前---流浪者正朝家的方向疾去；工人与雅士，智者与享乐主义者，不再了解，正如他们已不再对之投以目光。而大自然，曾只为艺术家---自然之子，自然之主---一开金嗓，仙乐悠扬。艺术家作为自然之子，深爱其母；艺术家亦是自然之主，对自然的理解不在话下。

This old song, sung by Teresa Tang used to celebrate the freest and prosperous "Eastern Pearl", Asia's most international and cosmopolitan city—Hong Kong, and it was also the catchiest tune that commemorated a Chinese city.

也是大家唱着最顺嘴的歌颂一个华人城市的歌曲。

"Hope" is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul and sings the tune without the words and never stops- at all and sweetest -in the gale- is heard and sore must be the storm that could abash the little bird that kept so many warm I've heard it in the chillest land and on the strangest sea yet, never, in extremity, it asked a crumb-of me.

3个 &希望&是有羽毛的事物灵魂的那一根栖木而且唱没有字的歌曲而且从不停止-全然而且最甜的-在狂风-被听到而且一碰就痛的一定是暴风雨那可以使小鸟羞愧那保持这么多温暖的我已经在最寒冷的土地中听到它而且在最奇怪的海洋上仍然，从不，在极端中，它碎屑-我。

Therefore, to study how did the people at that time handle the tune of chis?

因此，本论文必需掌握一重点：「当时人如何处理这一词牌」。

By studying initial chis of the authors in these three periods, the relationship of the tune and the content of chis was concluded in chapter five, which is the major point of this dessertation.

透过三时代作家群体的首阕词，可以归纳出第五章词牌异变与内容承变之关系，这是本文的重心。

There are no more points or condensers to replace so we don't need tune-ups as often.

再也不需要更换冷却剂，所以不需要经常调校了。

The shaping method of noncircular part and the tool holder's radial motion characters in noncircular turning process are discussed in detail in the thesis.

论文详细研究了非圆零件的成型方法和加工过程中刀架的径向运动规律。

I have not really liked him,I do not like his this kind of disposition.

我没有真的喜欢他，我不喜欢他的这种性格。