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The butterfly flitting from flower to flower ever remains mine, I lose the one that is netted by me.

那只穿花拂柳的彩蝶永远属于我，而我却失去了网中的那只。

Marchmont's academy for young gentlemen.

他把小乔治托付给一个旅馆的侍者照料，这个侍者性情善良，他除了向窗子外张望、在漆得锃亮的桌子上拂掉看不见的灰尘外，似乎也无事可为。

The Indian prefers the soft sound of the wind darting over the face of a pond, and the smell of the wind itself, cleansed by a midday rain, of scented with pinon pine.

印第安人喜欢聆听那清风拂过池塘，清风的芳香，是经午后暴雨涤荡过的或浸过松香的，这才是红人所愿听愿闻的。

The Indian prefers the soft sound of the wind darting over the face of the pond, and the smell of the wind itself, cleansed by a midday rain, or scented with the pinon pine.

印地安人喜欢微风拂过池面的轻柔细语，以及午后阵雨所洗净、或是被矮松所薰香的风的味道。

Spring breeze caresses the cheeks and sunlight floods the earth while going with such fantastic scenary are our students.

春风拂人，阳光明媚，与美景相称的还有人。

And who else, flicking her blues away and making the flying gossamer the starbright here and there ?

又是谁扬手间拂落忧伤，把飞舞的霓裳缀成点点星光？

Treats lightly strokes to the breeze, the square cloud is slow,涓涓细流, puts on the crack from the group peak; The cloud seagradually disperses, light place, a sunlight sprinkles Jin Huicai, isstrong place, the ascension unconstrainedly is fleeting.

待到微风轻拂，四方云慢，涓涓细流，从群峰之间穿隙而过；云海渐散，清淡处，一线阳光洒金绘彩，浓重处，升腾跌宕稍纵即逝。

In that place the edifice was still rising, unshattered; something was still stretching out, the candle was still burning, with a red ring round it; the same shirt-sphinx still lay by the door. But beside all this, something creaked, there was a whiff of fresh air, and a new white sphinx appeared standing before the doorway.

在这一世界里，那座楼阁仍然耸立着，不会倒塌，有一种东西依旧不断地延伸，蜡烛周围带有一圈红晕依旧燃烧着，那件衬衫——斯芬克斯仍旧蜷缩在门边；但是，除开所有这一切，有某种东西在咿呀作响，拂来一股清凉的风，随后，一个新的白色的斯芬克斯，站立着，显现在门的前面。

Misty smoke, the father picked upBroken Arrow, weighed heavily on a spit Road:"I do not believe they will never be done, General."

拂开蒙蒙的硝烟，父亲拣起那柄断箭，沉重地啐一口道：&不相信自己的意志，永远也做不成将军。&

And, who whisking the sadness anddecorating the dancing clothes as the shining starlight while raising her hand?

又是谁扬手间拂落忧伤，把飞舞的霓裳缀成点点星光？

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