我

I know it's a—shabby, dingy little place,' he sobbed forth at last, brokenly: 'not like— your cosy quarters—or Toad's beautiful hall—or Badger's great house—but it was my own little Home —and I was fond of it—and I went away and forgot all about it—and then I smelt it suddenly—on the road, when I called and you wouldn't listen, Rat—and everything came back to me with a rush—and I WANTED it!--O dear, O dear!

后来，他终于断断续续哽咽着说：我知道，我的家是个——又穷又脏的小屋，比不上——你的住所那么舒适——比不上蟾宫那么美丽——也比不上獾的屋子那么宽大——可它毕竟是我自己的小家——我喜欢它——我离家以后，就把它忘得干干净净——可我忽然又闻到了它的气味——就在路上，在我喊你的时候，可你不理会——过去的一切像潮水似的涌上我心头——我需要它！

The LORD is my rock, and my fortre, and my deliverer; my God, my strength, in whom I will trust; my buckler, and the horn of my salvation, and my high tower.

18：2 耶和华是我的岩石，我的山寨，我的救主，我的神，我的磐石，我所投靠的。他是我的盾牌，是拯救我的角，是我的高台。

I don't even think about what I've achieved, I haven't focused on it and I wish I had, because I really want to enjoy it, and I don't know if I am enjoying it, because I am going through my life like a bulldozer.

我什至不想想我已经实现了，我也没有它的重点，我想我了，因为我真的很想去享受它，我不知道我是否喜欢它，因为我会通过我的生活像一台推土机。

The next night my dream is simitar to the previous nights,but without the bunter .

到了第二天晚上，我仍然做了类似的梦，但是猎人不见了，我一直在自由飞翔，真的遇到另外一只小鸟和我比翼双飞，我开始意识到，总有那么一只鸟，那么一个人在前面等我，这个人可能是我的爱人，可能只是朋友，但一定是知我懂我的人，这令我感觉如释重负。

When I have fears that I may cease to be When I have fears that I may cease to be Before my pen has glean';d my teeming brain, Before high-piled books, in charactery, Hold like rich garners the full ripen';d grain; When I behold, upon the night';s starr';d face, Huge cloudy symbols of a high romance, And think that I may never live to trace Their shadows, with the magic hand of chance; And when I feel, fair creature of an hour, That I shall never look upon thee more, Never have relish in the faery power Of unreflecting love;--then on the shore Of the wide world I stand alone, and think Till love and fame to nothingness do sink.

每当我害怕每当我害怕，生命也许等不及我的笔搜集完我蓬勃的思潮，等不及高高一堆书，在文字里，象丰富的谷仓，把熟谷子收好；每当我在繁星的夜幕上看见传奇故事的巨大的云雾征象，而且想，我或许活不到那一天，以偶然的神笔描出它的幻相；每当我感觉，呵，瞬息的美人！我也许永远都不会再看到你，不会再陶醉于无忧的爱情和它的魅力！－－于是，在这广大的世界的岸沿，我独自站定、沉思，直到爱情、声名，都没入虚无里。

Careless winds, careless thoughts Charmless every way Here I go, lying low Wrapped in clouds of grey If I ever knew Just what love could do I'd rather hate, but it's too late and pain is the truth Please don't you read my feelings Please don't read my love 'cause the mirror lies and my disguise; your smiling face still recalls a breathing soul Rememberin' the angel of life Angel of life Peace is a wonderful feeling Please don't read my love 'cause the night I saw the pictures of your smiling face eye to eye to the past I stared at the angel of life Angel of life cursed pride moves inside Rememberin' the angel of life Angel of life cursed pride

不小心风，不小心思考无粲各种方式在这里，我去，躺在低裹在灰色云如果我知道究竟什么可以做的爱我宁愿恨，但为时已晚和疼痛是真理请不要你看我的感觉请不要看我的爱'使我的镜子谎言和伪装；你的笑脸还记得一个喘息的灵魂 Rememberin'生命的天使生命天使和平是一种美妙的感觉请不要看我的爱'事业的晚上，我看到了图片你的笑脸完全一致的过去我看着生命天使生命天使诅咒的骄傲动作里面 Rememberin'生命的天使生命天使诅咒的骄傲

Murong peerless My name is a treat, as well as the standard silkworm. When the rising sun when the time is my bedtime, I just switch off the computer lying in bed one morning, my mobile phone ringing. I did not want to listen to the ring for a few times before it picked up the phone and I call from the CCTV a buddy Clementi, He asked me not to see the broadcast news yesterday, we interviewed Municipal Public Security Bureau, said yesterday evening news broadcast. I find that for the money, and I heard this, their spirits pick up, climbed up from his bed, but he did not expect things so smoothly. finally can make a, it is the recent poor crazy.

我叫慕容无双，是个夜猫子，也是个标准的网虫，当太阳升起的时候正是我上床睡觉的时间，那天上午我刚关掉电脑躺到床上，我的手机响了，我不情愿的听它响了好几遍才拿起了电话，是我央视的一个哥们金文打来的，他问我看昨天的新闻联播了没有，说采访我们市公安局长的新闻昨天晚上播出了，让我去找那个局长要钱，我听到这话精神一振，从床上爬了起来，没想到事情这么顺利，终于可以赚一把了，最近实在是穷疯了

I am not a good expressor, most times I do not know how to express my feelings. I am very happy when I get the news that you will come everytime. I have so much words need to talk to you. However, I have no word when I really see you. I am very compunctious that I didn't tell you what I want to say after you leave away.

我是一个不善于表达感情的人，很多时侯我是一个不知道怎么表达我的感情的人，每一次当我知道你要来时，我都非常高兴，我有很多话想跟你说，当见到你时我又不知说什么，，当你离开时我又很后悔没有告诉你我想说的

The smile was congealed with my boundless love to you.

当你看着老去的我，请不要悲伤，给我力量，给我勇气，鼓励我，支持我，就像你当初我引导你走上人生路，而今你陪伴我走完最后的路，给我你的爱和耐心，我会抱以感激的微笑，而这微笑中凝结着我对你无限的爱。

But there was no job like that available for guitarists so it was not possible to set up a guitar faculty, I entered the conservatoire as an unofficial, self-paid student at the beginning, so that my parents were very reluctant to put me into the conservatoire, I had a huge fight with them.

这是一个巧合，当我回顾时，我觉得不是我挑了吉他，而是吉他挑了我，在我们的家庭成员中是完全没有搞音乐的，在这时期我亦对吉他一无所知，我仍然记得当时我爸爸给我买的吉他值3美元，是我第一次见到这乐器。

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。