喘息地

"Oh!" I breathed, sinking unsteadily to the floor.

"哦！"我喘息着说，有些不稳地跌坐在地板上。

She leaned back far to look up where the fireworks were and she caught her knee in her hands so as not to fall back looking up and there was no-one to see only him and her when she revealed all her graceful beautifully shaped legs like that, supply soft and delicately rounded, and she seemed to hear the panting of his heart, his hoarse breathing, because she knew too about the passion of men like that, hotblooded, because Bertha Supple told her once in dead secret and made her swear she'd never about the gentleman lodger that was staying with them out of the Congested Districts Board that had pictures cut out of papers of those skirtdancers and highkickers and she said he used to do something not very nice that you could imagine sometimes in the bed.

除了他和她而外，没有一个人在看着，所以她把她那双俊秀而形态优美、娇嫩柔韧而细溜丰腴的小腿整个儿裸露出来。她似乎听到他那颗心的悸跳，粗声粗气的喘息，因为她也晓得像他那样血气方刚的男人，会有着怎样的情欲。还因为一次伯莎。萨波尔告诉过她一桩绝对的秘密，并要她发誓永远不说出去。她家的一位在人口密集地区调查局工作的房客，从报纸上剪下那些表演短裙舞和翘腿舞的舞女的照片。她说，他不时地在床上做些不大文雅的勾当，这，你也想象得到吧。

If you stay there a moment,and watch the insects flying in the warm summer air,and listen to the soft wind breathing through the grass,you'll understand how quietly they rest,the sleepers in that quiet earth.

如果您在那儿呆一会儿，看着在温暖夏日的空气里纷飞的昆虫，听着在草丛中喘息的柔风，您就会知道在静谧的泥土下，长眠的人在多么平静地安息。

The old man managed to wheeze out a few words.

老人勉强地喘息着说出了几句话。

Roaming around whirly world, rough breath in dark ,cruel blades and tears in sorrowful days.

漫游在这不停旋转的世界，在不尽的黑暗中笨重地喘息，锋利的伤痛和眼泪，都在这悲伤的日子里沉默。

Balladry civilian is a day with feeding, chinese farmer is forever on loess ground rehabilitate, they use their arduous sweat, dare be with laborious He Yong in loess ground dig is fed, they are like willing ox on loess ground hard land is cultivated, sow, breath, the hope trades the get one's own back of a land, long to come the joyance of the bumper harvest.

民谣民以食为天，中国的农民世世代代在黄土地上休养生息，他们用自己辛勤的汗水，用勤劳和勇敢在黄土地里刨食，他们又像老黄牛一样在黄土地上艰难地耕耘、播种、喘息，希望换来一份土地的回报，盼来丰收的喜悦。

This love is thrill, shock, suspense futari tomo ni sugoshita jikan o mou muda na hibi datta nante kizu ni nanka shinai yo mitsuketa yo ano hi no kotae kimi to no kizamareta kioku tachi wa kokoro no doko ka de shizuka ni ikizuite iku yo - looking for exit to escape - kimi wa tokkuni miete itan da ne kowareyasukute mamoru mono nante nai to akirameteta dake datta to...

冲击。悬疑你怎么可以说我俩所共度的时光是无意义的过往我不会伤害你的我寻找到了那一天的答案与你一同刻划的记忆正静静地在内心某处喘息着—looking for exit to escape—你早已发觉已经没有任何易碎值得你呵护的事了唯有死心一途…爱恋的惊悚。

Unwary parents happily snap pictures while Satan's obesely wheezing drunks ask their children whether they've been "bad" and whisper lewd suggestions in their angelic little ears with their filthy booze-breath and cigarette-discolored lips.

粗心的父母高兴地拍照，而撒旦obesely喘息醉酒问自己的孩子是否已经被&坏&和耳语猥亵建议在其天使般的小耳朵的肮脏喝酒，呼吸和卷烟变色的嘴唇。

I have supported you for 17 long years Icefrog, 17 years, ever since you took the DotA-Development Matrix from Guinsoo's dying hands by his hospital bed 3 years ago promising to uphold the tradition of excellent development as his winded breath wheezed a promise that was only half finished before his gentle head slumped into the creamy hospital bed pillow and then tears streamed down your mottled face as you screamed why into the sky and beat upon Guinsoo's corpse in uncontained rage and anger towards God and the unfair world he created dooming the most cherished to die first.

我已经支持了你17年啊冰蛙，17年，（下面是第1个高潮，请做好准备），想当年你在已住院3年的Guinsoo垂死的手中接过DotA开发矩阵，并在他的病榻前约定以后仍然延续精英型开发的传统。但他才喘息着说出约定的一半时，他的温和的脑袋就已经跌落在病床那乳白色的枕头上了，然后眼泪从你班驳的脸上倾泄而出你对着天空大喊为什么，然后失去理智般地狂打着Guinsoo的尸体并对着上帝怒喊道为什么他所创造的世界老是让最值得珍藏的东西先死。

Under the authority of a language that had been carefully expurgated so that it was no longer directly named, sex was taken charge of, tracked down as it were, by a discourse that aimed to allow it no obscurity, no respite.

正是由于罪恶与肉体之间的千丝万缕，语言被仔细清洗为一种典范，性沦落于话语的掌控，不断地被话语追踪，没有丝毫躲藏与喘息的机会。话语就此串联了肉与灵。

We have no common name for a mime of Sophron or Xenarchus and a Socratic Conversation; and we should still be without one even if the imitation in the two instances were in trimeters or elegiacs or some other kind of verse--though it is the way with people to tack on 'poet' to the name of a metre, and talk of elegiac-poets and epic-poets, thinking that they call them poets not by reason of the imitative nature of their work, but indiscriminately by reason of the metre they write in.

索夫农 、森那库斯和苏格拉底式的对话采用的模仿没有一个公共的名称；三音步诗、挽歌体或其他类型的诗的模仿也没有——人们把&诗人&这一名词和格律名称结合到一起，称之为挽歌体诗人或者史诗诗人，他们被称为诗人，似乎只是因为遵守格律写作，而非他们作品的模仿本质。

The relationship between communicative competence and grammar teaching should be that of the ends and the means.

交际能力和语法的关系应该是目标与途径的关系。