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A broad expanse of the river was turned to blood; in the middle distance the red hue brightened into gold;,through which a solitary log came floating ,black and conspicuous; in one place ,a long slanting mark lay sparkling upon the water; in another the surface was broken by boiling ,tumbling rings, that were as many-tinted as an opal; where the ruddy flush was faintest ,was a smooth spot that was covered with graceful circles and radiating lines, ever so delicatedly traced; the shore on our left was densely wooded ,and the somber shadow that fell from this forest was broken in one place by a long, ruffled trail that shone like silver; and high above the forest wall a clean-stemmed dead tree waved a single leafy bough that glowed like a flame in the unobstructed splendor that was flowing from the sun. there were graceful curves ,reflected images ,woody heights ,soft distances ; and over the whole scene ,far and near ,the dissolving lights drifted steadily ,enriching it every passing moment with new marvels of coloring.

还记得自己刚开始船上生涯时所见过的那次辉煌的落日：宽阔的河面一片血红；不远处这红色明亮起来，变成金色，一根显眼的黑色圆森木从中漂过；这边，一根长长的浮标倾斜在水面上，熠熠闪光；那边，翻滚的波浪打破了宁静的水面，像猫眼石般色彩纷呈；微红的水流最缓和处，美丽的涟漪在平稳的水面上层层荡漾开去；左侧的河岸上丛林茂密；一条如银带般闪亮的小径从昏暗的树荫中蜿蜒而出，伸向远处；高高的密林之上有一根无枝无蔓的枯树，仅留有一根带叶的树枝在风中晃动，在太阳一泻千里的光辉里，它宛如燃烧的一团火；还有优美的波纹、水中的倒影、树木葱茏的高地、柔和的远景；放眼望去，由远及近，逐渐裉去的光线随波荡漾，每时每记得都以其新的奇妙着色为这条河添姿增彩。

I am a wilful child perhaps My mother was spoiled child I wayward I hope Every moment As beautiful as crayons I hope The white paper in love can draw Draw clumsy freedom Draw a never Tears in eyes Sky A sky plumage and leaves A green night and apples I want to paint in the morning Under the picture Can see the smile Under the picture all the young No pain of love She hadn't seen clouds Her eyes are clear color She looked at me forever Forever, watching Never suddenly fell away I want to paint distant scenery Under the picture of the horizon and the water is clear Painted many happy river Under the picture Lightly covered with fluff I let them get very close Let them fall in love Let each one Each a silent spring throb Have become a little birthday I also want to paint in the future I haven't seen her, it is impossible But know that she is very beautiful I painted her coat of autumn Under the burning candle painting and maple leaf Painted many because love her And out of the heart Under the picture Draw a woke up early The glass wrappers above And the fairy tales illustrations I am a wilful child I want to wipe away all the unfortunate I think in the earth Painted with Windows Let all habits dark eyes All light I want to paint surface Draw a frame under a higher than the mountains Draw down the Orient Under the picture A voice of limitless Finally, in the paper Angle I also want to paint Draw a koala He sat on the dark jungle in Victoria Sit quietly branches Become speechless He had no home No one in the distance He only, many The same dream. Berries And a big, big eyes I hope think But I wonder why I didn't receive crayons Don't get a color moment I only have me My fingers and trauma Only the pieces Love her Let them go looking for a butterfly Let them vanish from today I was a child A mother is spoiled child fantasies I wayward

我是一个任性的孩子也许我是被妈妈宠坏的孩子我任性我希望每一个时刻都像彩色蜡笔那样美丽我希望能在心爱的白纸上画画画出笨拙的自由画下一只永远不会流泪的眼睛一片天空一片属于天空的羽毛和树叶一个淡绿的夜晚和苹果我想画下早晨画下露水所能看见的微笑画下所有最年轻的没有痛苦的爱情她没有见过阴云她的眼睛是晴空的颜色她永远看着我永远，看着绝不会忽然掉过头去我想画下遥远的风景画下清晰的地平线和水波画下许许多多快乐的小河画下丘陵长满淡淡的绒毛我让它们挨得很近让它们相爱让每一个默许每一阵静静的春天悸动都成为一朵小花的生日我还想画下未来我没见过她，也不可能但知道她很美我画下她秋天的风衣画下那些燃烧的烛火和枫叶画下许多因为爱她而熄灭的心画下婚礼画下一个个早早醒来的节日上面贴着玻璃糖纸和北方童话的插图我是一个任性的孩子我想擦去一切不幸我想在大地上画满窗子让所有习惯黑暗的眼睛都习惯光明我想画下风画下一架比一架更高大的山岭画下来东方民族的渴望画下大海无边无际愉快的声音最后，在纸角上我还想画下自己画下一只树熊他坐在维多利亚深色的丛林里坐在安安静静的树枝上发愣他没有家没有一颗留在远处的心他只有，许许多多浆果一样的梦和很大很大的眼睛我在希望在想但不知为什么我没有领到蜡笔没有得到一个彩色的时刻我只有我我的手指和创痛只有撕碎那一张张心爱的白纸让它们去寻找蝴蝶让它们从今天消失我是一个孩子一个被幻想妈妈宠坏的孩子我任性

Vast lawns that extend like sheets of vivid green,with here and there clumps of gigantic trees,heaping up rich piles of foliage:the solemn pomp of groves and woodland glades,with the deer trooping in silent herds across them;the hare,bounding away to covert;or the pheasant,suddenly bursting upon the wing:the brook,taught to wind in natural meanderings or expand into a glassy lake:the sequestered pool,reflecting the quivering trees,with the yellow leaf sleeping on its bosom,and the trout roaming fearlessly about its limpid waters;while some rustice temple or sylvan statue,grown green and dank with age,gives an air of classic sanctity to the seclusion.

大片的草地延展得如同纸上泼洒的生动的绿意，一丛丛的大树遍布周围，树下积聚着大堆的落叶，漫山遍野的丛林及树林间的空地，上面留下了安静的鹿群踩过的脚印；野兔，一跃而过，然后躲藏起来；或者那些野鸡，突然扇开翅膀：小溪，蜿蜒曲折地缓缓流过，或者是延伸汇入到如明镜的湖泊：静僻的湖泊，照映着微微颤动的树木，黄叶卧在塘心，鲑鱼在清澈的河水里无忧无虑地游来游去；而古朴的庙宇，木质的雕像，随着岁月的流逝，而变得潮湿，布满绿苔。给人一种与世隔绝，古典的神圣的氛围。

This one mode pays close attention to network credence foundation of the businessman very much.

这一模式非常关注商人的网络信用基础。

Cell morphology of bacterial ghost of Pasteurella multocida was observed by scanning electron microscopy and inactivation ratio was estimated by CFU analysi.

扫描电镜观察多杀性巴氏杆菌细菌幽灵和菌落形成单位评价遗传灭活率。