一想起

One day, I suddenly remembered that night and found that there is an inexplicable coincidence between that night and my career.

突然有一天，我想起了那个晚上，发现那个晚上的事情居然和我现在的职业有一种莫名的巧合。

Is this the real life - is this just fantasy - caught in a landslide - no escape from reality - open your eyes look up to the skies and see - I'm just a poor boy, I need no sympathy - because I'm easy come, easy go, a little high, little low, anyway the wind blows, doesn't really matter to me,- to me - mama, just killed a man, put a gun against his head, pulled my trigger, now he's dead, mama, life had just begun, but now i've gone and thrown it all away - mama, ooo, didn't mean to make you cry - if i'm not back again this time tomorrow - carry on, carry on, as if nothing really matters - too late, my time has come, sends shivers down my spine, body's aching all the time, goodbye everybody - i've got to go - gotta leave you all behind and face the truth - mama, ooo - i don't want to die, i sometimes wish i'd never been born at all - i see a little silhouetto of a man, scaramouche, scaramouche will you do the fandango - thunderbolt and lightning - very very frightening me - galileo, galileo, galileo, galileo galileo figaro - magnifico - but i'm just a poor boy and nobody loves me - he's just a poor boy from a poor family - spare him his life from this monstrosity - easy come easy go -, will you let me go - bismillah!

这是真正的生命，这只是幻想陷入了滑坡没有逃离现实打开你的眼睛仰望天空，看到--我只是一个贫苦男孩我不需要同情，因为我来得容易，去得也快，有点高，低，小，无论如何，风吹，其实并不重要，我-我-妈妈，刚刚杀害了一名男子，用枪顶着他的头，拉着我的触发，现在他死了，妈妈，生活刚刚开始，但现在我已经去了，搞得它冲走妈妈，公司OOO ，不是要你哭，如果我不回来这个时候明天进行，钙奥研究，因为如果有什么事情，为时已晚，我的时间已经来到，发出想起了我的脊柱，身体的疼痛所有的时间，大家再见，我拿到去-推荐你离开一切的背后，面对真相妈妈， 41 O型，我不希望死了，有时我想我倒从未诞生于一切，我看到一个小silhouetto一名男子，侯爵先生， SC aramouche将你的居心不良-霹雳闪电，非常非常可怕，我--伽利略系统，伽利略，伽利略，镓 lileo伽利略加罗-金瓶梅，但我只是一个贫苦男孩，没有人爱我--他是一个宝或男孩，从一个贫穷的家庭使他的生活从这个怪物-来得容易，去得也快-，无线镑，你让我去真主！

She is not in the washroom and then stopping, because it is finally his own point of view that he cares about and not hers, and with this firmly in mind, and a light, confident step, such as you might find in the works of Bulwer-Lytton, he enters the space she occupies so prettily and, taking her by the hand, proceeds to tear off the stiff white hospital gown (but no, we cannot have that kind of pornographic merde in this majestic and high-minded sentence, which will probably end up in the Library of Congress)(that was just something that took place inside his consciousness, as he looked at her, and since we know that consciousness is always consciousness of something, she is not entirely without responsibility in the matter) so, then, taking her by the hand, he falls into the stupendous white puree of her abyss, no, I mean rather that he asks her how long it has been since her last visit, and she says a fortnight, and he shudders, and tells her that with a condition like hers (she is an immensely popular soldier, and her troops win all their battles by pretending to be forests, the enemy discovering, at the last moment, that those trees they have eaten their lunch under have eyes and swords)(which reminds me of the performance, in 1845, of Robert-Houdin, called The Fantastic Orange Tree, wherein Robert-Houdin borrowed a lady's handkerchief, rubbed it between his hands and passed it into the center of an egg, after which he passed the egg into the center of a lemon, after which he passed the lemon into the center of an orange, then pressed the orange between his hands, making it smaller and smaller, until only a powder remained, whereupon he asked for a small potted orange tree and sprinkled the powder thereupon, upon which the tree burst into blossom, the blossoms turning into oranges, the oranges turning into butterflies, and the butterflies turning into beautiful young ladies, who then married members of the audience), a condition so damaging to real-time social intercourse of any kind, the best thing she can do is give up, and lay down her arms, and he will lie down in them, and together they will permit themselves a bit of the old slap and tickle, she wearing only her Mr.

然后阻止，因为到最后那是他自己的关心的观点而不是她的，在他的脑子里根深蒂固，他自信地走了一步，这就像你也许会在布尔沃？里顿的作品中看到的一样，他进入兴高采烈地进入她占有的空间，抓住她的手，开始撕开他白色僵直的病号衣（但是我们没有在他冠冕堂皇的充满智慧的语句中发现那种带有色情的废话，那也许会在国会图书馆中绝迹）（在他的意识中有一些东西正在被替代，当他看她的时候，就如我们知道的意识始终是意识，她在这个事情中不是完全没有责任的），所以，然后抓起她的手，他掉进了她深渊的巨大白色水中，不，我想他问她自从她上回来已经多久了，她说有两个星期了，他战栗着告诉她她现在的情况（她是一个非常受欢迎的女兵，她的部队通过埋伏在森林里赢得了所有的战斗，在最后的时刻敌人发现了，那些他们吃掉他们午餐的树有了眼睛和剑）（这使我想起了一八四五年罗伯特？乌丹的演出，叫做《奇幻橘子树》，在其中罗伯特？

She is not in the washroom and then stopping, because it is finally his own point of view that he cares about and not hers, and with this firmly in mind, and a light, confident step, such as you might find in the works of Bulwer-Lytton, he enters the space she occupies so prettily and, taking her by the hand, proceeds to tear off the stiff white hospital gown (but no, we cannot h39e that kind of pornographic merde in this majestic and high-minded sentence, which will probably end up in the Library of Congress)(that was just something that took place inside his consciousness, as he looked at her, and since we know that consciousness is always consciousness of something, she is not entirely without responsibility in the matter) so, then, taking her by the hand, he falls into the stupendous white puree of her abyss, no, I mean rather that he asks her how long it has been since her last visit, and she says a fortnight, and he shudders, and tells her that with a condition like hers (she is an immensely popular soldier, and her troops win all their battles by pretending to be forests, the enemy discovering, at the last moment, that those trees they h39e eaten their lunch under h39e eyes and swords)(which reminds me of the performance, in 1845, of Robert-Houdin, called The Fantastic Orange Tree, wherein Robert-Houdin borrowed a lady's handkerchief, rubbed it between his hands and passed it into the center of an egg, after which he passed the egg into the center of a lemon, after which he passed the lemon into the center of an orange, then pressed the orange between his hands, making it 56aller and 56aller, until only a powder remained, whereupon he asked for a 56all potted orange tree and sprinkled the powder thereupon, upon which the tree burst into blossom, the blossoms turning into oranges, the oranges turning into butterflies, and the butterflies turning into beautiful young ladies, who then married members of the audience), a condition so damaging to real-time social intercourse of any kind, the best thing she can do is give up, and lay down her arms, and he will lie down in them, and together they will permit themselves a bit of the old slap and tickle, she wearing only her Mr.

然后阻止，因为到最后那是他自己的关心的观点而不是她的，在他的脑子里根深蒂固，他自信地走了一步，这就像你也许会在布尔沃？里顿的作品中看到的一样，他进入兴高采烈地进入她占有的空间，抓住她的手，开始撕开他白色僵直的病号衣（但是我们没有在他冠冕堂皇的充满智慧的语句中发现那种带有色情的废话，那也许会在国会图书馆中绝迹）（在他的意识中有一些东西正在被替代，当他看她的时候，就如我们知道的意识始终是意识，她在这个事情中不是完全没有责任的），所以，然后抓起她的手，他掉进了她深渊的巨大白色水中，不，我想他问她自从她上回来已经多久了，她说有两个星期了，他战栗着告诉她她现在的情况（她是一个非常受欢迎的女兵，她的部队通过埋伏在森林里赢得了所有的战斗，在最后的时刻敌人发现了，那些他们吃掉他们午餐的树有了眼睛和剑）（这使我想起了一八四五年罗伯特？乌丹的演出，叫做《奇幻橘子树》，在其中罗伯特？

To me, the remembrance of our last parting has been ever mournful and painful.

想起我们上一次的分手，我就一真觉得悲痛。

When wind vibration branches and leaves, when the cloud has inundated the top of the head, when thin Shui Qingliu, when outside the window mullion the potted flower stretches, in same month mountainside, galaxy motionless day like element water, even if in a piece of disorderly time, my heart bees in no position one remembers intermittently.

当风抖动枝叶，当云漫过头顶，当细水轻流，当窗棂外盆花舒展，当月上山腰，星河不动天如素水，即使一片杂乱的时光中，我心都无由地一阵阵想起。

When people think about carrots, they create a mental picture of a long, thin, orange-coloured vegetable

当人们想起胡萝卜，就会在脑海里勾勒出一幅图画---一种长长的，瘦瘦的，橙色的植物

Elephant you so a can love each other but again can't guard mutually of person, I didn't regret, having too many scars on the whole, having too many not equal to ideas on the whole, I would possibly of a smile and lead, even if and one day, our loves walk to an end, I can also tell proud ofly oneself, I once loved, I sincerity of once love, also pay sincerely, which afraid in your in the mind in fact and basically have no I, basically not concerned I, I also doesn't matter, I can't let, either the heart that you see me get hurt at silently drop wear blood, I can't let you see my tears, either quietly flow, I can't even blame you, I would like to let you forget me, I would like to you are in a certain and lonesome night, would suddenly remind of me, would feel I am light of orison and silent wish.

象你这样一个只能相爱却又不能相守的人，我没有后悔，就算有太多的伤痕，就算有太多的不如意，我都会尽可能的一笑而过，纵然有一天，我们的爱走到了尽头，我也可以自豪的告诉自己，我爱过了，我真诚的爱过了，也真心的付出了，哪怕在你的心里其实根本就没有我，根本就不在乎我，我也无所谓，我也不会让你看见我受伤的心在悄悄的滴着血，我也不会让你看见我的眼泪静静的流，我更不会怪你，我愿意让你忘记我，我愿意你在某个寂寞的夜晚，会突然的想起我，会感受到我轻轻的祈祷和默默的祝福。

Out of the box and suddenly noticed a miniature painting at the bottom of the packing-case. As its Composition and line reminded him of an Italian painting he knew well, he decided to buy it.

弗兰克轻轻地把陶器拿出箱子，突然发现在箱底有一幅微型画，画面构图与线条使他想起了一幅他所熟悉的意大利画，于是他决定将画买下来。

Frank gently lifted the crockery out of the box and suddenly noticed a miniature painting at the bottom of the packing-case. As its Composition and line reminded him of an Italian painting he knew well, he decided to buy it.

弗兰克轻轻地把陶器拿出箱子，突然发现在箱底有一幅微型画，画面构图与线条使他想起了一幅他所熟悉的意大利画，于是他决定将画买下来。

As she looked at Warrington's manly face, and dark, melancholy eyes, she had settled in her mind that he must have been the victim of an unhappy attachment.

每逢看到沃林顿那刚毅的脸，那乌黑、忧郁的眼睛，她便会相信，他一定作过不幸的爱情的受害者。

Maybe they'll disappear into a pothole.

也许他们将在壶穴里消失