想起...

When, in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes,I all alone beweep my outcast stateAnd trouble deal heaven with my bootless criesAnd look upon myself and curse my fate,Wishing me like to one more rich in hope,Featured like him, like him with friends possess'd,Desiring this man's art and that man's scope,With what I most enjoy contented least;Yet in these thoughts myself almost despising,Haply I think on thee, and then my state,Like to the lark at break of day arisingFrom sullen earth, sings hymns at heaven's gate; For thy sweet love remember'd such wealth brings That then I scorn to change my state with kings.

当我受尽命运和人们的白眼，暗暗地哀悼自己的身世飘零，徒用呼吁去干扰聋瞆的昊天，顾盼着身影，诅咒自己的生辰，愿我和另一个一样富于希望，面貌相似，又和他一样广交游，希求这人的渊博，那人的内行，最赏心的乐事觉得最不对头；可是，当我正要这样看轻自己，忽然想起了你，于是我的精神，便像云雀破晓从阴霾的大地振翮上升，高唱着圣歌在天门：一想起你的爱使我那么富有，和帝王换位我也不屑于屈就。

It conjures up images of Botticelli angels, a far-off era when some of the greatest artists the world has known were at the height of their powers

它使人想起波提切利笔下那些天使形象，想起那个使一些世界上最杰出的艺术家处于创作高峰的遥远时代。

Then I thought of the plum blossom, the city flower of Wuhan, and in turn thought about eternity.

这样我想起梅花——武汉的市花，便想起永恒了。

Speaking of books, we'll be thinking of Mr. Gao Erji said:"Books are the ladder of human progress"; will think of Diderot famously said:"No school will stop people thinking"; and Komensky say:"Books are a tool for cultivating wisdom," the book of life has a close "friendship"!

说到书，我们就一定会想起高尔基先生说的："书籍是人类进步的阶梯"；也会想起狄德罗所说的名言："不读书的人思想就会停止"；以及考门斯基讲的："书籍是培养智慧的工具"，书生活有着密不可分的"交情"！

"I thought of home, of the drowsy fields and villages baking in the sun."

"我想起了家乡，想起了那些在太阳下烘晒的沉寂的田野和村庄。"

His dreams filled with shining and fragile emanences that could sit on a branch and sing or that ran from his father and the other hunting men like a duiker or a hare, but that always escaped their spears.

他告诉我每想起童年，总能想起天上的飞机。

Whenever I look at the Japanese room in our house I remember her sitting there by the door folding clothes and I am always overcome with sadness.

每次看到我家和室，都会想起她坐在门口折衣服的模样，想起都一阵鼻酸。

Think of me, think of me fondly

请把我想起，深情地想起我

When we think about our government, we generally do not think about our govern

当我们想起政府时，我们一般不会想起政府的政策。

But Ubud, the princely and artistic enclave high above the traffic jams and honky-tonk of the towns of Kuta and Seminyak and the vast bed-factories of the Nusa Dua peninsula, is an anomaly even within Bali.

偷偷观察了这一切后，我不禁想起，他们的信心——文化上和经济上的信心——让我想起了另一个国家的人：美国人。

As she looked at Warrington's manly face, and dark, melancholy eyes, she had settled in her mind that he must have been the victim of an unhappy attachment.

每逢看到沃林顿那刚毅的脸，那乌黑、忧郁的眼睛，她便会相信，他一定作过不幸的爱情的受害者。

Maybe they'll disappear into a pothole.

也许他们将在壶穴里消失