不能飞的

I want that the girl who own a beautiful woman takes her to the place that I said once I want a rightness of wingses and fly to see that scenery that sees from no one I hope world peace, no longer have the war and hungers If I am an all-powerful lord, I and would carry out the fine commitment of everybody whether that can bring real happiness for people or not Suddenly I heard the voice, beautiful dream son that a shell fall to the ground is waked up with a start The war, hunger still exists, I also still single one person walk wing in this so-called" the war district", that beauty however is an imagination to come out the gift of give the oneself.

我想拥有一个美女的女孩带她去我曾说过的地方我想要一对翅膀、飞去看那从没有人看过的风景我希望世界和平、不再有战争与饥饿啊如果我是万能之主、我会实现每个人美好的承诺那样是否能给人们带来真正的幸福突然我听到了一颗炮弹落地的声音、甜美的梦儿被惊醒了战争、饥饿仍然存在着、我也仍旧单身一人走在这所谓的\"战争地带 \"、那美丽的翅膀不过是想象出来送给自己的礼物。

Just a few months ago, I inadvertently entered the spacecraft other intellectual life of manufacturing a jump point, and so I discovered too late, and I do not know where to fly, but I know that can create such a well-developed jump the universe of space, its technological advances will certainly stronger than we are.

在一些以前数个月，我的飞艇无意间进入跳跃在其他智力生活制造业的点上面而且等候了我已经，晚发现，我不知道将会飞到哪里，但是我知道的是，能在空间上面如此制造繁茂的宇宙跳跃，它的科技先驱也一定比我们强壮。

Sunday's coming i wanna drive my car to your apartment with present like a star forecaster said the weather may be rainy hard but i know the sun will shine for us oh lazy seagull fly me from the dark i dress my jeans and feed my monkey banana then i think my age how old,skyline how far or we need each other in california you show me your body before night comes down i touch your face and promise to stay ever young on this ivory beach we kissed so long it seems that the passion's never gone you sing me your melody and i feel so please i want you to want me to keep your dream together we'll run wild by a summer symphony this is what we enjoyed not a fantasy the tin-man's surfing i wanna try my luck to the top of tide rip like just have some drugs i know you have no blame for my proud moonish heart the golden beatnik park oh diamond seashore drag me from the yard incredible sunward i watch as you're in photograph for camera your smile's so sweet,palm trees' so lush would you believe my honey it's califonia

周日的未来我想我的赛车驾驶您的公寓，目前像明星气象预报说，天气可能是雨季硬盘但我知道太阳的光芒，我们将噢懒惰海鸥飞我从黑暗字母i穿着我的牛仔裤和饲料我国香蕉猴子然后我想我的年龄多大年纪，地平线多远或者，我们需要彼此在加利福尼亚州您能告诉我你的身体在晚上归结我触手你的脸，并承诺保持以往任何时候都年轻在此象牙海滩只要我们吻看来，热情从未经历你唱我的旋律，我觉得所以请我要你要我让您的梦想同时我们会横行的夏季交响曲这就是我们喜欢不是幻想锡人的冲浪我想我的运气顶端的潮流瑞普只想有一些药物我知道你有没有责怪我的骄傲moonish心金比特尼克公园哦钻石海滨拖我从码难以置信的sunward我看是你的照片你的微笑相机如此甜美，棕榈树，所以葱郁你会相信我的蜂蜜是加州

Torre partially threw up the white flag when he put Miguel Cairo in leftfield in the eighth inning (he also wanted to give Johnny Damon's sore calves a few innings off). The sight of Cairo fighting the sun and trying to run down Mark Teixeira's long drive to left-center in the eighth -- it didn't seem like a fair fight for the career infielder -- kind of summed up the afternoon. The ball fell for a double, one of three on the day for Teixeira (4-for-5, three RBIs, three runs).王建民加油站 D0 f' u7 a- N

当Torre在八局时派Miguel Cairo去守左外野时，已经算是某种程度的举白旗投降了〔他也想让Johnny Damon疼痛的小腿能少用个几局〕，Cairo在八局时试著挡住阳光去追Mark Teixeira打到中左外野之飞球的画面〔当时看起来，对这位当了一辈子内野手的Cairo来说，实在不是一个公平的对决…〕，也算是为今天下午做了个总结，那个球最后落地形成二垒安打，也是Teixeira在这场比赛中打出的三发二垒打的最后一发，他今天五打数、四安打、打回三分、得三分。

Before long, his instincts blunted, even the sharpest one of finding his way home.As the city becomes more and more incomprehensible, Pigeon feels lost. Flying through skyward concrete desiring the Tower of Babel, electric currents entangled in the atmosphere, acid-loaded air, and pungency of bronze, Pigeon feeds on the chemically loaded leftovers from the human breed surfeited with over consumption and confronts the dizzying speed of development.

逐渐， 鸽子的本能退化了，已经再不能寻找飞囘家的方向，迷失在这越来越不明白的城巿—与巴比塔比高的石屎森林，大气中充满著错综扰乱的电波，吸著酸味的空气，嗅著这小岛的铜臭，吃著这小岛人类因过份奢侈消耗残留下来但带化学成份的渣滓，面对快得令人昏昡的发展速度。

In prison cell and dungeon vileour thoughts to them are winging,when friends by shame are undefiledhow can I keep from singing?

我们对他们的思念飞到，简陋的监狱牢房和地牢，当蒙冤的朋友们恢复了清白，我怎能不唱？

In prison cell and dungeon vile our thoughts to them are winging, when friends by shame are undefiled how can I keep from singing?

我们对他们的思念飞到，简陋的监狱牢房和地牢，当蒙冤的朋友们恢复了清白，我怎能不唱？

Wash your face in the morning sun Flash your pan at the song that I'm singing Touch down bass living on the run Make no sweat at the hole that you're digging Wrap up cold when it's warm outside Your shit jokes remind me of Digsy's Be my magic carpet ride Fly me down to capitol city in the sun Kicking up a storm from the day that I was born Sing a song for me one from let it be Open up yer eyes, get a grip on yerself inside So wash your face in the morning sun Flash your pan at the song that I'm singing Touch down bass living on the run Make no sweat at the hole that you're digging Kicking up a storm from the day that I was born Sing a song for me one from let it be Open up yer eyes, get a grip on yerself inside Inside Yeah, a grip inside Yeah, a grip inside You betcha!

在清晨的阳光里洗你的脸在你唱的歌声中擦亮你的锅底层的生活正在继续着舒适的在你挖的洞里当外面温暖时将寒冷包起来你的笑话使我想起了Digsy 成为了我的魔毯在阳光下带我飞向国会大厦赶走了我出生那天下起的暴风雨为我唱一首歌随他们去打开你的眼睛紧紧地把握住你自己在清晨的阳光里洗你的脸在你唱的歌声中擦亮你的锅底层的生活正在继续着舒适的在你挖的洞里赶走了我出生那天下起的暴风雨为我唱一首歌随他们去打开你的眼睛控制住你自己后面的就和前面的差不多，这只是我自己翻译的，有很多地方我犯的不是很好，希望能给你一个参考

I want that the girl who own a beautiful woman takes her to the place that I said once I want a rightness of wingses and fly to see that scenery that sees from no one I hope world peace, no longer have the war and hungers If I am an all-powerful lord, I and would carry out the fine commitment of everybody whether that can bring real happiness for people or not Suddenly I heard the voice, beautiful dream son that a shell fall to the ground is waked up with a start The war, hunger still exists, I also still single one person walk wing in this so-called" the war district", that beauty however is an imagination to come out the gift of give the oneself.

我想拥有一个美女的女孩带她去我曾说过的地方我想要一对翅膀、飞去看那从没有人看过的风景我希望世界和平、不再有战争与饥饿啊如果我是万能之主、我会实现每个人美好的承诺那样是否能给人们带来真正的幸福突然我听到了一颗炮弹落地的声音、甜美的梦儿被惊醒了战争、饥饿仍然存在着、我也仍旧单身一人走在这所谓的\&战争地带 \&、那美丽的翅膀不过是想象出来送给自己的礼物。

We have no common name for a mime of Sophron or Xenarchus and a Socratic Conversation; and we should still be without one even if the imitation in the two instances were in trimeters or elegiacs or some other kind of verse--though it is the way with people to tack on 'poet' to the name of a metre, and talk of elegiac-poets and epic-poets, thinking that they call them poets not by reason of the imitative nature of their work, but indiscriminately by reason of the metre they write in.

索夫农 、森那库斯和苏格拉底式的对话采用的模仿没有一个公共的名称；三音步诗、挽歌体或其他类型的诗的模仿也没有——人们把&诗人&这一名词和格律名称结合到一起，称之为挽歌体诗人或者史诗诗人，他们被称为诗人，似乎只是因为遵守格律写作，而非他们作品的模仿本质。

The relationship between communicative competence and grammar teaching should be that of the ends and the means.

交际能力和语法的关系应该是目标与途径的关系。