唤醒

Gradually the repertoire is augmented - twinges and spasms to the eyes, nose, lips, strange tics, pains in the head, ringing in the ears, obstructions in the throat, pressure on the bowel and bladder causing incontinence; tingling in the fingers, feet, pressures on the heart, on breathing, dizziness, eye problems leading to cataracts; running eyes, running nose; speeding up of heart beats and the raising of pressure in the heart and chest; breathing and chest complaints leading to bronchitis and deterioration of the lungs; agonizing migraines; being woken up at night, sometimes with terrifying jolts ; insomnia; intolerable levels of stress from the loss of one's privacy.

逐渐地，常备剧目增加了--眼睛、鼻子、嘴唇的刺痛和痉挛；奇怪的面部痉挛；头部的疼痛；耳鸣；咽喉部的梗阻；导致失禁的对于肠子和膀胱的压迫；手指、脚的麻刺感；对心脏和呼吸的压迫；眩晕；导致白内障的眼睛问题；流泪、流涕；心跳加速；心脏和胸部压力的升高；导致支气管炎和肺部恶化的呼吸和胸部不适；折磨人的偏头疼；在夜晚被唤醒，有时是以可怕的震动；失眠；因失去个人隐私而导致的难以承受的压力水平。

Ultimatums have been ignored and the number of inhabitants waking up has been less than hoped.

最后通牒被忽略，唤醒居民的人数比预期的少。

His life vacillated violently between love and habitural life.

他是安娜炽热情欲、强烈追求的唤醒人，又是安娜生活勇气的终结者。

Some ethnic writers excluded out of victory and joy during 17 Years were immersed into the verged contemplation, while the majority of 17 Years ethnic writers began to find"Real Me"at the same of the enhancement of their status consciousness.

这种身份意识的强化是一个历史过程，其表现在民族意识从封闭自在、自然流露到初步唤醒；国族意识从多元到一体的强烈展示；乡土意识从突破地域到关照乡土；人的意识从狂欢、觉醒到多民族的混声合唱；等等。

I've wakened you to life again.

我将你重新唤醒。

" "Of course! That's how they wakened my memories.

那就是他们如何唤醒我记忆的方式。

He strained his ears, trying to catch what it was that had wakened him.

紧张的他耳朵的他，尝试捕捉它是那的已经唤醒他。

Morning by morning he wakens—wakens my ear to listen as those who are taught.

每天清晨，他唤醒我，使我渴望听他的教导。

The firefly wakens : waken thou with me .

萤火虫醒来：唤醒了你和我。

The big, white-headed mountains laugh at me and bid me go back to the fireside; for Spring in March is a delusion, a fairy dream of poets. Still my heart sings persistently; for the keen winds drop fragrant whiffs upon pasture and moor. I may go to sleep in what seems midwinter, but I am sure I shall wake to catch new scents from the woods blown by a kindly west wind.

冰雪覆盖的巍峨山岭仿佛在冷笑着，赶我回到炉边，因为三月的春天只不过是幻想，只不过是诗人编织的童话，但我心仍在欢唱，因为殷勤的春风已经在牧场和荒原留下芬芳的气息，在这样一个冬季看似方才过半的时节，当然可以选择回去沉睡，但我相信，吹过森林的柔和西风所带来的新鲜香气，仍然会将我唤醒。

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。