悸动

They are my heroes, my supermen I admire, what's more, they help me regain the scarce sincerity and inspiration

他们是我的英雄，是我的超人，他们让我崇拜，更让我找到一种难得的真实与悸动

I am a wilful child perhaps My mother was spoiled child I wayward I hope Every moment As beautiful as crayons I hope The white paper in love can draw Draw clumsy freedom Draw a never Tears in eyes Sky A sky plumage and leaves A green night and apples I want to paint in the morning Under the picture Can see the smile Under the picture all the young No pain of love She hadn't seen clouds Her eyes are clear color She looked at me forever Forever, watching Never suddenly fell away I want to paint distant scenery Under the picture of the horizon and the water is clear Painted many happy river Under the picture Lightly covered with fluff I let them get very close Let them fall in love Let each one Each a silent spring throb Have become a little birthday I also want to paint in the future I haven't seen her, it is impossible But know that she is very beautiful I painted her coat of autumn Under the burning candle painting and maple leaf Painted many because love her And out of the heart Under the picture Draw a woke up early The glass wrappers above And the fairy tales illustrations I am a wilful child I want to wipe away all the unfortunate I think in the earth Painted with Windows Let all habits dark eyes All light I want to paint surface Draw a frame under a higher than the mountains Draw down the Orient Under the picture A voice of limitless Finally, in the paper Angle I also want to paint Draw a koala He sat on the dark jungle in Victoria Sit quietly branches Become speechless He had no home No one in the distance He only, many The same dream. Berries And a big, big eyes I hope think But I wonder why I didn't receive crayons Don't get a color moment I only have me My fingers and trauma Only the pieces Love her Let them go looking for a butterfly Let them vanish from today I was a child A mother is spoiled child fantasies I wayward

我是一个任性的孩子也许我是被妈妈宠坏的孩子我任性我希望每一个时刻都像彩色蜡笔那样美丽我希望能在心爱的白纸上画画画出笨拙的自由画下一只永远不会流泪的眼睛一片天空一片属于天空的羽毛和树叶一个淡绿的夜晚和苹果我想画下早晨画下露水所能看见的微笑画下所有最年轻的没有痛苦的爱情她没有见过阴云她的眼睛是晴空的颜色她永远看着我永远，看着绝不会忽然掉过头去我想画下遥远的风景画下清晰的地平线和水波画下许许多多快乐的小河画下丘陵长满淡淡的绒毛我让它们挨得很近让它们相爱让每一个默许每一阵静静的春天悸动都成为一朵小花的生日我还想画下未来我没见过她，也不可能但知道她很美我画下她秋天的风衣画下那些燃烧的烛火和枫叶画下许多因为爱她而熄灭的心画下婚礼画下一个个早早醒来的节日上面贴着玻璃糖纸和北方童话的插图我是一个任性的孩子我想擦去一切不幸我想在大地上画满窗子让所有习惯黑暗的眼睛都习惯光明我想画下风画下一架比一架更高大的山岭画下来东方民族的渴望画下大海无边无际愉快的声音最后，在纸角上我还想画下自己画下一只树熊他坐在维多利亚深色的丛林里坐在安安静静的树枝上发愣他没有家没有一颗留在远处的心他只有，许许多多浆果一样的梦和很大很大的眼睛我在希望在想但不知为什么我没有领到蜡笔没有得到一个彩色的时刻我只有我我的手指和创痛只有撕碎那一张张心爱的白纸让它们去寻找蝴蝶让它们从今天消失我是一个孩子一个被幻想妈妈宠坏的孩子我任性

And amid all this bursting, rend ing, throbbing of awakening life, under the blazing sun and through the soft-sighing breezes, like wayfarer s to death,staggered the two men, the woman, and the huskies.

而在苏醒的生命这一切爆发、碎裂和悸动之间，在灿烂的阳光下，两个男人、一个女人，和几只爱斯基摩狗，穿过一阵阵轻轻叹息的微风，像走向死亡的徒步旅行者那样，在蹒跚地走着。

Accustomed to have your day, accustomed to sitting in your office that corner of the sofa, or work with you to talk about, talk about life, or just sit quietly, or simply added a cup of hot tea waiting for you; when I walked your window, beheld your shadow, heard you call or speak the voice of a kind of inexplicable heart throb, the kind of cozy let me sink, let me intoxication.

习惯了有你的日子，习惯了坐在你办公室沙发的那个角落，或与你谈工作、谈人生，或只是静静的坐着，或只是等着为你续一杯热茶；当我走过你的窗前，望到你的身影，听到你打电话或说话的声音，心中有种莫名的悸动，那种惬意让我沉沦，让我迷醉。

The subconscious mind is the "sending station" of the brain, through which vibrations of thought are broadcast.

潜意识则是人脑的&发射站&，借着潜意识的中介，思想的悸动振波才能广为发布传播。

Ripples of sorrow travelled in delicate undulations along her spine, her feet beat a terrrified flutter.

沿着她的脊柱，散发出令人心碎的缕缕哀愁，她的双脚撞击出一阵阵的悸动。

Ripples of sorrow travelled in delicate undulations along her spine, her feet beat a terrified flutter.

沿着她的脊柱，散发出令人心碎的缕缕哀愁，她的双脚撞击出一阵阵的悸动。

They weren't aggressive, but I yelled and threw a rock in their direction to get them off the trail and away from me, just in case.

他们没有侵略性，但我大喊，并在他们的方向扔石头让他们过的线索，远离我，以防万一。

In slot 2 in your bag put wrapping paper, quantity does not matter in this case.

在你的书包里槽2把包装纸、数量无关紧要。