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From spring to autumn, to the coolish wind blowing up the horizon, I write slowly your name on the bloomed glazing… the night sky is vast, and the earth is paved fully by the snow. I am still joyful in the suddenly dropping temperature.

从春天到秋天，再到微凉的风从地平线那段吹起，我在起霜的玻璃窗上慢慢写你的名字……夜空辽阔，大地铺满厚的雪，骤降的气温中我依然心怀喜悦。

From spring to autumn, since the coolish wind breezes from the horizon, I writes down your name on the frosty glass window. The night sky is so expansion, the land covers thick snow.

从春天到秋天，再到微凉的风从地平线那段吹起，我在起霜的玻璃窗上慢慢写你的名字……夜空辽阔，大地铺满厚的雪，骤降的气温中我依然心怀喜悦。

From spring to autumn,till the coolish wind was blowed from the horizon. I wrote your name slowly on bloomed window…… Vast night sky,land was overspreaded by heavy snow,in the plummeting temperature, I could still feel happniess.

从春天到秋天，再到微凉的风从地平线那段吹起，我在起霜的玻璃窗上慢慢写你的名字……夜空辽阔，大地铺满厚的雪，骤降的气温中我依然心怀喜悦。

F rom spring to autumn and then to the time when the coolish breeze blowing from horizon, I tardily write your name on the frosted glass. Under the infinite night sky, land was covered by the thick snow.

从春天到秋天，再到微凉的风从地平线那段吹起，我在起霜的玻璃窗上慢慢写你的名字……夜空辽阔，大地铺满厚的雪，骤降的气温中我依然心怀喜悦。

There are some details: writing a postcard to far friends on the train inthe morning; riding a bike up to a hill which is coverd golden corn in the sunset; singing and dancing with the music step in the crowd of the street; taking a photo before the Cologne Church by a foreigner in the DC screen where i can see my glorious posture.

一些快乐的细节：在清晨的火车上给远方的朋友写明信片；在日落的时候从卡塞尔的郊外飞快的骑着车冲上种满麦子的小山坡；在熙攘的街头看着街头艺人打着鼓唱着欢快的歌不由自主的跟着和；在莱茵河畔让老外帮忙拍下独自站在科隆大教堂前笑容，神采飞扬的背着包的样子。

Could not write file your disk may be full!

不能写文件，你的磁盘可能已满！

Sitting at the tavern amidst the clatter of ninepins and the laughter of the drinkers, he would suddenly snatch up a menu and dash off upon the back of it a melody that bubbled like wine out of his overflowing heart.

坐在小酒店里，在九柱戏的哗啦声和酒鬼们的大笑声中，他会突然抓过一张菜单，在背面飞快地写下一支美酒似地从他满溢的心田里涌现出来的旋律。

Then, while a seedy-looking nondescript man carrying a leather bag stood on the steps of St. Paul's Cathedral, and hesitated, for within was what balm, how great a welcome, how many tombs with banners waving over them, tokens of victories not over armies, but over, he thought, that plaguy spirit of truth seeking which leaves me at present without a situation, and more than that, the cathedral offers company, he thought, invites you to membership of a society; great men belong to it; martyrs have died for it; why not enter in, he thought, put this leather bag stuffed with pamphlets before an altar, a cross, the symbol of something which has soared beyond seeking and questing and knocking of words together and has become all spirit, disembodied, ghostly—why not enter in?

那时，一个穿地异常褴褛的男子拎着一个皮革的包站在圣保罗大教堂的阶梯上，踌躇不决的，在那里面充满着安慰，一个多么热烈的欢迎，多少写着墓志铭的坟墓在向他们招手呼唤，胜利的标志并不是献给军队的，而是献给，他认为，那讨厌的寻求真理的精神，而这种精神此刻没有理由的离开了我，还有比这更多的，教堂还能提供伙伴，他想，将邀请你成为社会的一员，伟大的人被葬在了这里，殉教者为它而牺牲，为什么不进去呢，他想着，站在圣坛前将皮包塞满传教的小册子，还有一个十字架，这是一种象征，高高在上的，探索着，寻求着，将不同的词组在一起，形成了一种涵盖一切的精神，无实质的，像鬼魂一样的——为什么不进去呢？

And rather than sort of be preachy and pedantic to adults, I wanted to take some of the stories and fables that I'd heard and learned along the way and kind of change them and put them into a story that children could understand.

当然不是对着成年人喋喋不休，满口陈腐的大道理，我只是想把我听过或学过的一些故事和寓言稍作修改，写成故事，让孩子们能读懂。

I like to tell everyone that I believe withevery faith the prophesylying in predetermination of a man's life.

这个题目满有悲文的引导意义，大家看我文章的开头也有那么一点意义不明的悲凉气氛……但是，在小鸣的生日写悲文？？！

The split between the two groups can hardly be papered over.

这两个团体间的分歧难以掩饰。

This approach not only encourages a greater number of responses, but minimizes the likelihood of stale groupthink.

这种做法不仅鼓励了更多的反应，而且减少跟风的可能性。