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However, Mr Ballmer would do well to dust off that old memo.

不过，鲍尔默最好还是拂去旧备忘录上的尘土。

Digital press later, that the door actually opened, I extended a hand to, but at the door of the painting brush off the hand of the ash, I turned to leave, and looking at Tao opened the door, I can only turned to leave, only turned to leave, but the door behind him are slowly close, close the also about my memories of 2007, on a fall did not realize in the past there is a sudden fall, rain Piaoqi evening of that market.

四个数字按下之后的今天，那道门居然，打开了，我伸出手去，却在门旁的画上拂落了一手的灰，我转身离开，看着那道打开的门，我只能转身离开，惟有转身离开，而门在身后也慢慢合上，合上的还有关于我2007的记忆，关于一个没走完的秋天还有秋天里忽然飘起的那场黄昏雨。

The idea is to use the air to produce a direct sense of feeling that is stronger than what the sound can offer along, and to give the audients a sort of smooth yet humour attack.

直接使用空气作为一种相较於声音更有质量的感触，给与亲近的观众一种轻拂且幽默的攻击。

The breeze in your face and pulling at your hair, the sun beats down, and all you can hear, bedsides the sound of yourself laughing and screaming with joy, is the sound of hooves pounding down on hard soil.

轻拂在你的脸和拉扯你的头发，太阳拍下来，和所有你能听到的话，病床边的声音，自己开怀大笑和尖叫与欢乐，是健全的蹄冲击，对硬土。

Spring wind blowing, willow catkins are leaving her mother's embrace, embark on a romantic journey.

春风拂过，柳絮纷纷离开柳树妈妈的怀抱，踏上浪漫的旅途。

And this was all before the tricky stuff, when chocolate was cut into fans with a fine-bladed knife, or the final swirl of mango coulis was licked on with a paintbrush.

这些都完成之后还有更微妙的工序：巧克力要用细刃餐刀切成薄片，芒果酱则要用油画笔轻轻拂过。

Clara laughed strangely, and rose, picking the cowslips fromher hair.

克莱拉奇怪地笑了起来，站起身，把野樱草从头发上拂掉。

I touch by the edge of the far-spreading wing of my song thy feet which I could never aspire to reach .

我的歌儿宽展翅，我以翅尖拂你脚，过去敢奢望？

And at the same moment, though there had been no wind, a faint breeze fluttered over the army, and stirred the streamers on the lances, and sent the unfurled flags flapping against their flagstaffs.

这天虽是风平浪静，然而就在这时候军队中起了一阵微风，轻轻地拂动矛上的小旗，迎风招展的军旗拍打着旗杆。

When the patron awoke, the vessel was hurrying on with every sail set, and every sail full with the breeze.

所以爱德蒙必须拂开花枝或铲除苔藓方能看到在这个迷宫里给他指路的标记。

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