午后

I crossed the Golden Gate Bridge in a light rain, in the middle of the afternoon.

我在下着绵绵细雨的午后通过金门大桥。

It creeps in on a misty dawn and vanishes in the hot afternoon. It tiptoes through the treetops, rouging a few leaves, then rides a tuft of thistledown across the valley and away.

它无声无息地浸入雾蒙蒙的清晨，又在阳光煦暖的午后没了踪影；它蹑手蹑脚地跨过树梢，擦过些许叶子，又轻踏一簇毛蓟绕过山谷而去。

It creeps in on a misty dawn vanishes in the hot afternoon. It tiptoes through the treetops, rouging a few leaves, then rides a tuft of thistledown across the valley away.

它无声无息地浸入雾蒙蒙的清晨，又在阳光煦暖的午后没了踪影；它蹑手蹑脚地跨过树梢，掠过些许叶子，又轻踏一簇毛蓟绕过山谷而去。

In the torridity half of the afternoon, they climb up to the hill.

在下午后半晌的炎热中，他们向山坡上爬去。

They climbed up to the hillside with the torridity of the later afternoon .

在下午后半晌的炎热中，他们向山坡上爬去。

Two of Calvino's first fictional works were inspired by his participation in the Italian Resistance: the Neorealistic novel Il sentiero dei nidi di ragno (1947; The Path to the Nest of Spiders), which views the Resistance through the experiences of an adolescent as helpless in the midst of events as the adults around him; and the collection of stories entitled Ultimo viene il corvo (1949; Adam, One Afternoon, and Other Stories).

卡尔维诺最早的作品都与他参加抵抗组织的经历有关：新现实主义的小说 Il sentiero dei nidi di ragno （《通往蜘蛛巢的小路》，1947年出版）通过一个未成年人的经历审视了抵抗运动，这个少年人面对周围的成年人和一系列事件，感到无助；名为 Ultimo viene il corvo 的短篇小说集（《亚当，午后和其他故事》，1949年出版）。

Reading a friend'sarticleentitled with Unchain my Heart, I feel like touching the crystal blue sky upon me, smelling the fresh air of deep forest, setting my feet into the cool green spring and enjoying the swaying leaves of the braches in the golden sunchine.........even if I, at present, am being jailed in the cold, noisy and earthly office full of the unhappy faces.

读了一个朋友一篇名为"让我的心获得自由"的文章，那久违的沁人心脾之情怀，那又被点燃的感受，如伸手而触蔚蓝明净之天，如满怀而吸深茂苍林之气息，也如探足而入那一汪清凉明泉水，更如伫立于明媚午后阳光，而静赏那满眼摇曳而扬梧桐之叶…………。。

We could thus assure the intelligentsia of the country that we were still on the right track while sparing the yawns of an unintellectual audience.

他就像个失意的孩子，手插在兜里，在一个阳光灿烂的午后，走在一条肮脏丑陋的巷子里，对着一切啐唾沫。

That covered the porch, and fell on my upturned face.

午后的阳光透过门廊上覆盖着的一层厚厚的忍冬，照在我仰起的脸上。

Let's do lunch one day at the deli; I'll meet you there at half past noon of the vernal equinox.

（让我们在德里做一顿午饭吧，我在春分日的午后在那里等你）。

But we don't care about Battlegrounds.

但我们并不在乎沙场中的显露。

Ah! don't mention it, the butcher's shop is a horror.

啊！不用提了。提到肉，真是糟透了。