哭泣的

If a woman loves a man ,she won't put him in her palms ,but in her womb.women's wombs are the warmest.men just come from there.she loves him ,so she put him in the wombs, so he bcomes her part of body.he can hear her breath.she can hear his heartbeat he can loop archly in her womb and cry in her womb.she is willing to protect him with her body,willing to support him.anytime he needs,he can go back into her womb.

女人爱一个男人，不是把他捧在掌心里，而是把他收进子宫里。女人的子宫是最温暖最安全的，男人也不过是从那个地方走出来。她爱他是爱到好像把他藏在子宫里，他是她身体的一部分。他能听到她的呼吸，她也听到他的心跳。他可以顽皮的在她的子宫里翻筋斗，也可以在她的子宫里哭泣。她愿意用身体保护他，愿意为他提供养分。只要他有需要，他随时可以回去她的子宫里。

How to: stop the baby from crying, change a diaper, have a social life once the baby is born, stop a temper tantrum, throw your baby s first birthday party, get your baby to sleep, feed your baby, wean your baby, breastfeed your baby, transport a stroller, stop the baby from sucking his/her thumb, bathe the baby, cut the baby s hair, clip the baby s nails, bond with the baby, make the baby laugh, potty train the baby, have some peace and quiet.

如何：停止从婴儿哭泣，改变一个尿布，有一个社会生活中，一旦婴儿出生，停止一发脾气，发脾气，丢您的宝宝第一次生日派对，让您的宝宝睡觉，饲料您的宝宝，您的宝宝断奶，母乳喂养您的宝宝，运输推车，婴儿停止吸吮，从他/她的拇指，洗澡，婴儿，减少婴儿s头发，剪辑婴儿s钉子，债券与婴儿，使婴儿的笑，上厕所的列车婴儿，有一些和平与安静。

Mothers, the world's most beautiful name, my mother, you leave more than two years, and usually did not dare to open Flanagan miss your heartstrings, because you know, I will think of your tears, I fear you will hear crying, Afraid my tears you will see me at the bottom of my heart, I do not believe you have left me to return to familiar home, I can feel your presence and feel of your kind words and feel you in every possible way of love.

母亲，世界上最美的称呼，母亲您离开我已两年多了，平时根本不敢打开思念你的那根心弦，因为你知道，想起你我会泪流满面，我的哭泣害怕你会听见，我的眼泪害怕你会看见，在我的心底，我还不相信你已经离开了我，回到熟悉的家，我还能感受到你的存在，感受到你的亲切话语，感受到你无微不至的爱。

Marry, by these special marks: first, you have learned, like Sir Proteus,to wreathe your arms like a malcontent, to relish a love-song like a robin-red-breast, to walk alone like one that had the pestilence, to sign like a schoolboy that had lost his A B C, to weep like a young wench that had buried her grandam, to fast like one that takes diet, to watch like one that fears robbing, to speak puling like a beggar at Hallowmas.

哎呀，就是从这些特殊的迹象嘛：首先，你学会了，与普洛帝斯少爷一样，像个不满现状的人般盘着双臂；学会了象只知更鸟般唱着情歌；学会了独来独往，象个染了瘟疫的人；学会了叹息，象个丢了启蒙课本的学生哥儿；学会了哭泣，象埋葬了老奶奶的小姑娘；学会了节食，象需要节制饮食的人；学会了废寝，象担心盗窃的人；学会了啼哭着说话，象万圣节的叫化子。

Growler, lost at sea in February, 1944. Black at that depth turn, golden boy no more white bone to bone, turn hear who bore you weep hear him who made you deep there on ocean's floor turn as waters stir; turn, bone of man Cold as a planet is cold, beat of blood no more the salt sea's course along the bone jaw white stir, boy, stir motion without motion stir, and hear love come down. Down as you fell sidewise, stair to green stair without breath, down the tumble of ocean to find you, bone cold and new among the ships and men and fish askew.

在那深处漆黑一片翻转，不再是金童子白骨连白骨，翻转听听生你的人为你哭泣是他造就了你，你仔细听在大洋深深的底部随着海水的搅动翻转；翻转，男子汉的骨头如行星般寒冷寒冷，血不再脉动盐海的航向沿着白色颌骨搅动，小伙子，搅动没有动作的姿态搅动，并聆听爱降下来向下，当你倒向一侧，梯级到绿梯级没有呼吸，随着大洋的翻滚找到你，骨头寒冷而新鲜，在歪歪斜斜的船只丶人丶鱼之间。

But today, three minutes, we cried, we cried the whole land of mountains and rivers touching it, over the entire Chinese nation and uniting the strength of the grief and indignation, we no longer need to suppress the sentiments in mind, no longer need to control in the past few days in Yanquan Dazhuan tears, street car on a collective whistle, sounding the alarm over the city, a city of Wu Yan, it is also crying, cry on Kuba, we have too many needs to suppress the release, cry on Kuba, We have too many depressing need venting, 3 minutes, we do not want to do what, we just cry, as we are brothers and sisters toward heaven, for those who are strong to survive the hand-foot-compatriots.

但今天，这三分钟，我们哭了，我们哭的整个山河大地为之动容，整个华夏上空，凝聚着悲愤的力量，我们再也不必压抑在心中的情绪，再也不必控制连日来在眼圈中打转的泪水，街道上汽车集体的鸣笛，城市上空拉响的警报，那是城市的呜咽，它也在哭泣，想哭就哭吧，我们有太多的压抑需要释放，想哭就哭吧，我们有太多的郁闷需要宣泄，这三分钟，我们什么都不想做，我们只想哭，为我们那些奔向天堂的兄弟姐妹，为那些坚强地活下来的手足同胞。

Yesterday while walking home I saw some kid on Newbury Road He pulled a pistol from his bag And tossed it in the river below.

歌曲名称：One Voice 歌词：心情笔记一些孩子拥有一些孩子却没有于是我们之中的一些人正在想弄明白为什么而妈妈并不想在晚上看到那样的新闻因为有太多原因会让她为之哭泣我们需要一些帮助出现在这世上有成千上万的祈祷和祝福但却仅有一个心声被接收到一个家，一个院子，一带邻近是你可以骑着新单车去学校的地方一个属于父母亲的世界始终相信着那些金科玉律其实生活并不是如此简单出现在这世上有成千上万的祈祷和祝福但却只有一个心声被接收到一个心声，一句简单的话心灵会知道该表达些什么一个梦想就可以改变世界请始终坚信直到你找到你自己路昨天步行回家的时候我看见了一些孩子在新布利路上他从他的包上摘下一把手枪并把它扔进了河中感谢这些帮助出现在这世上有成千上万的祈祷和祝福但只有一个心声是被接收的只有那一个唯一的心

Heaven pity him when the guilty creature has deceived him and comes with her tears and lamentations to throw herself at his feet in self-abandonment and remorse, torturing him with the sight of her agony, rending his heart with her sobs, lacerating his breast with her groans. Multiplying her own sufferings into a great anguish for him to bear, multiplying them by twenty-fold, multiplying them in a ratio of a brave man's capacity for endurance.

老天同情他，当那罪人欺骗了他，又带着泪水和哭泣，自暴自弃地悔恨交加地投身在他的脚下，以她的痛苦的景象折磨他，以她的鸣咽撕裂他的心，以她的呻吟割切他的胸膛；把她自己的苦处转化成为让他去忍受的极大痛苦，使痛苦二十倍地增长，依照勇敢男子汉的忍受力按比例地增长。

Communicated by him, the platoon leader also talked about how frightened they were when they joined the fighting at the beginning; how their antiaircraft machine guns were dive-bombed by the American attackers, cutting their gun tubes into halves as if done by a knife; how a tall soldier was stupefied in the battlefield put a shot box over his head with shivering, and insisted on returning home anyway; how a new military medical university female graduate cried and refused to go to the front when boarding the train and was sent under escort back to her original unit; how the Chinese train drivers went through all kinds of hardships and difficulties, and definitely died after ten times of going to the front at most; how the recruits of 17 or 18 were frightened to cry like a child by the shellfire; how they were reorganized in Kunming, Yunnan Province; how they marched to the front in the Vietnamese military uniforms without military ranks.

受他的感染，排长也讲些他们刚出国打仗是多么害怕；架着高射机枪如何遭到美国飞机的俯冲轰炸；枪筒如何象刀削似地一折两段；讲一个高个战士战场上如何吓破胆，把炮弹箱顶在头上发抖，如何死活要回国；讲一个女军医大学毕业生如何上了火车又哭着喊着不去，被押送回原单位；讲中国的火车与汽车司机如何历尽风险，他们的寿命是十趟去前线肯定要牺牲；讲到刚入伍的十七八岁还像孩子一样的新兵如何被炮火和到处的死人吓得大声哭泣；讲他们如何在云南昆明整编；如何换上越南没有军衔的军装开赴前线。

We are more aware of the fragileness of life: the failure in exams, the frustration in getting a promotion, the disharmony between neighbours, the contradictions in the family, the lover who transfers his/her love from one person to another one, the quarrels between children, the bickers between brothers, even those trivialities could make one out of his senses, disturb his mind greatly, thus leading to the crisis of life -- commiting suicide or killing others.

我们更为清楚的是生命的脆弱：考试失败，晋级受挫，提拔无望，邻里失和，家内矛盾，恋人移情，小孩吵架，兄弟斗嘴等等，甚至是许多鸡毛蒜皮，提不起筷子的事也都可以令人失去理性，心智大乱而导致生命的危机：自杀或杀人。所以很多深刻的哲人在总结了形形色色的人生后，都叹说生命何其脆弱。但是也有一些人，人间所有的苦难和不幸都好像冲他而来，他痛苦他悲伤他哭泣，但却都承受了下来，依然清醒而理智，依然从容而坚定，依然一丝不苟地走完自己的人生道路。

Neither the killing of Mr Zarqawi nor any breakthrough on the political front will stop the insurgency and the fratricidal murders in their tracks.

在对危险的南部地区访问时，他斥责什叶派民兵领导人对中央集权的挑衅行为。

In fact,I've got him on the satellite mobile right now.

实际上 我们已接通卫星可视电话了