光着头的

Children often talk about the story of the dedication of learning, such as Chen Yi to concentrate on childhood as a result of learning is that when using ink to eat cake,"the first cantilever, cone刺股","wall to steal cutting-ray" and other stories, story-telling not only the children by the incentive to concentrate the attention, but also exerts a subtle influence on children's thoughts and words and deeds.

经常给宝宝讲有关专心致志学习的故事，如陈毅小时候由于学习很专心，以至于拿墨水来当饼吃，"头悬梁，锥刺股"、"凿壁偷光"等故事，讲故事不仅使宝宝专心注意受到激励，而且还潜移默化地影响着宝宝的思想和言行。

Drag him out your window Dragging out the dead Singing I miss you Snakes and ladders flip the lid Out pops the cracker Smacks you in the head Knifes you in the neck Kicks you in the teeth Steel toe caps Takes all your credit cards Get up get the gunge Get the eggs Get the flan in the face The flan in the face The flan in the face Dance you fucker dance you fucker Don't you dare Don't you dare Don't you flan in the face Take it with the love its given Take it with a pinch of salt Take it to the taxman Let me back Let me back I promise to be good Don't look in the mirror at the face you don't recognize Help me, call the doctor, put me inside Put me inside Put me inside Put me inside Put me inside I keep the wolf from the door But he calls me up Calls me on the phone Tells me all the ways that he's gonna mess me up Steal all my children if I don't pay the ransom And I'll never see them again if I squeal to the cops.... Walking like giant cranes And with my X-ray eyes I strip you naked in a tight little world and are you on the list?

把他拖出你的窗户尽量远离死亡用歌声表达我的思念棋盘游戏轻弹盖子流行音乐饼干咬住你的头割断你的脖子踢你的牙齿用带钢帽的脚趾带走你所有的信用卡把那恶心的东西拿走拿着鸡蛋拿掉脸上的馅饼脸上的馅饼脸上的馅饼跳吧笨蛋跳吧笨蛋你不敢你不敢你不敢把馅饼扔到她脸上在爱的同时，一定是赠与一定会有伤痛一定会有失去让我们从头再来，让我们从新开始我保证会努力不要看假象那个你不认识的脸救命，去叫医生放我进去放我进去放我进去放我进去放我进去我把贪婪挡在门外但他打电话给我打电话给我告诉我他一直让我陷入困境偷走了我的孩子们如果我不付赎金将一生无法再见如果我对着屋顶大叫不不不不不不不不不不不不不不不不不不不不不不不不不不不不不不不不不不不不不不不不不不不不不不不不不不不不不不不不不不不不不不不不不不不不不不步伐沉重用我x光的眼睛让她暴露你是否也渺小吝啬？

In the daytime, it carry the blue sky of 衬 on its back, on the head the 缭 rounds the 瑞霭 auspicious clouds, the ethereal beauty the bone of 侠 that even show it;In the evening, the strong search-light light 映 shoots it the huge and silver grey color body, clearly show the icons power is limitless, the bright 永 halts.

白天，它背衬蓝天，头上缭绕着瑞霭祥云，更显示它的仙姿侠骨；晚上，强烈的探照灯光映射着它庞大的银灰色身躯，昭示着圣像法力无边，光明永驻。

The figure seated on a large boulder at the foot of a round tower was that of a broadshouldered deepchested stronglimbed frankeyed redhaired freelyfreckled shaggybearded widemouthed largenosed longheaded deepvoiced barekneed brawnyhanded hairylegged ruddyfaced sinewyarmed hero.

50坐在圆形炮塔脚下大圆石上的那个人生得肩宽胸厚，四肢健壮，眼神坦率，红头发，满脸雀斑，胡子拉碴，阔嘴大鼻，长长的头，嗓音深沉，光着膝盖，膂力过人，腿上多毛，面色红润，胳膊发达，一副英雄气概。

Voldemort called down the table, the firelight glinting strangely in his red eyes.

伏地魔对这桌子这头说到，他的红色眼睛闪着奇怪的光。

Sweat glistened on his head and neck.

他头上脖子上的汗闪着光。

Slim, wearing a rust-coloured satin vest over a pale blue silken gown, the girl sat on the edge of the bed reading beside an oil lamp.

这是一个年轻的女子，穿一件淡青湖绉棉袄，罩上一件玄青缎子的背心。她坐在床沿上埋着头在油灯光下看书。

AFTER DEATH When I am dead, my dearest, Sing no sad songs for me; Plant thou no roses at my head, Nor shady cypress tree: Be the freen grass above me With showers and dewdrops wet; And if thou wilt, remember, And if thou wilt, forget, I shall not see the shadows, I shall not feel the rain; I shall not hear the nightingale Sing on, as if in pain; And dreaming through the twilight That doth not rise nor set, Haply I may remember, And haply may forget.

当我死了当我死了，亲爱的，不要为我唱哀曲，也不必在墓前植玫瑰，也无须柏树来荫覆；由草儿青青长在头上承受着秋露和春雨；要是你愿意，就记得，要是你愿意，就忘去。我将感觉不到雨露，我将看不到荫影，我将听不到夜莺唱着像是哀吟的歌声。在那幽冥中我入了梦，那薄光不明也不灭；也许，我还能记得，也许，我忘却了一切。

They sit cross-legged on the bed, passing a cigarette between them, its tip glowing orange in the dimly lit room.

他们坐在床上，两人的腿交缠着，一个递给另一个一根香烟，在这个暗淡朦胧的房间里，香烟点火那头闪动着橘红色的光。

And outside I peep over the snow and see a stream of ruddy light from a crack in the window- shutter, and I nod out here alone in the dark, thinking how beautiful it is.

屋外的我，透过积雪，悄悄张望，看到一丝红光从窗隙中射出。我在黑暗中独自点着头，暗想着这有多么美好。

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