歌唱

And when the evening mist clothes the riverside with poetry, as with a veil, and the poor building lose themselves in the dim sky, and the tall chimneys become campaniles, and the warehouse are palaces in the night, and the whole city hangs in the heavens, and fairy –land is before us ----then the way farer has tens home; the working man and the cultured one, the wise man and the one of pleasure, cease to understand, as they have ceases to see, and Nature, who, for once, has sung in tune, sings her exquisite song to the artist alone, her son and her master –her son in that he loves her, her master in that he knows her.

每当傍晚，那富有诗意的迷雾便如面纱一般笼罩着溪边，陈旧的房屋消失在朦胧的天空，高高的烟囱犹似一座座钟楼，幢幢库房恍如夜间的宫殿，整座城市悬在空中，宛若仙境展现在我们眼前。此时此刻，路上的行人匆匆赶路回家，无论是劳动者还是饱读经书者，智慧者还是寻求乐趣者，只因为他们再也看不见什么，也就不能有所理解。而这时已经开始歌唱的大自然便把自己微妙的歌唱给艺术家，他既是她的儿子也是她的主人。说是她的儿子是因为爱他，说是她的主人是因为理解他。

But while she is still walking in the midst of this Red Sea, she sings – she intones the song of praise of the just: the song of Moses and of the Lamb, in which the Old and New Covenants blend into harmony.

但实际上，当他们在红海中穿行时，他们在歌唱，歌唱义人的赞主曲：梅瑟和羔羊的歌曲，这让人想到新与旧的盟约。

"Shout for joy, O barren one, you who have borne no child; Break forth into joyful shouting and cry aloud, you who have not travailed; For the sons of the desolate one will be more numerous Than the sons of the married woman ," says the Lord.

赛54：1你这不怀孕不生养的、要歌唱。你这未曾经过产难的、要发声歌唱、扬声欢呼。因为没有丈夫的、比有丈夫的儿女更多。这是耶和华说的。

This kind of tradition of formation, is in the coon age process long-term of sing practice, because of language characteristics, sing habit, life style, melody property etc. factor of influence accumulation get up.

这种传统的形成，是在漫长的岁月中经过长期的歌唱实践，由于语言特点、歌唱习惯、生活格调、乐曲性质等因素的影响所累积起来的。

Sings the sound wave which the sympathetic chord is refers sings when sound production the breath impact vocal cord vibrates produces, through the vocal cord around muscle, the cartilage and the air transmission, causes the phenomenon which the mouth, cavity body and so on in the chest air produces resonates.

歌唱的共鸣是指歌唱发声时气息冲击声带震动产生的音波，通过声带周围的肌肉、软骨和空气的传递，使口、头、胸等腔体里的空气产生共振的现象。

And when the evening mist clothes the riverside with poetry, as with a veil, and the poor buildings lose themselves in the dim sky, and the tall chimneys become campanili, and the warehouses are palaces in the night, and the whole city hangs in the heavens, and fairy-land is before us——then the wayfarer hastens home; the working man and the cultured one, the wise man and the one of pleasure, cease to understand, as they have ceased to see, and Nature, who, for once, has sung in tune, sings her exquisite song to the artist alone, her son and her master——her son in that he loves her, her master in that he knows her.

当傍晚的薄雾诗意般的笼罩着河畔，就像罩着一层薄纱，落寞的大楼在阴暗的天空中迷失了自我，高高耸立的烟囱如同一座钟鼓楼，在夜色中，仓库也如同宫殿般华丽，整个城市悬挂在天空中，一片神奇的土地展现于眼前，然后一个徒步旅行者急着赶回家，一个工作狂，也是一个文人，一个智者，也是一个充满乐趣的人。不要去伤脑筋了。不要去想了，自然正在她自己的音调在歌唱，对艺术家唱着她美妙的歌曲，她歌唱她的孩子和知己，爱着她的孩子，懂她的知己。

And when the evening mist clothes the riverside with poetry, as with a veil, and the poor buildings lose themselves in the dim sky, and the tall chimneys become campanili, and the warehouses are palaces in the night, and the whole city hangs in the heavens, and fairy-land is before us——then the wayfarer hastens home; the working man and the cultured one, the wise man and the one of pleasure, cease to understand, as they have ceased to see, and Nature, who, for once, has sung in tune, sings her exquisite song to the artist alone, her son and her master——her son in that he loves her, her master in that he knows her.

当旁晚的迷雾以其柔纱般的诗意笼罩着河边，破旧的建筑消失在朦胧的天空，高高的烟囱变成了一座座孤立的钟楼，大大小小的仓库恍如夜色间的宫殿，整个城市悬在了空中，宛若仙境展现在我们眼前，那时候，路上的人们匆匆赶路回家；劳动者和文化人，智者和浪子，认为他们深入观察，他们也就不能理解，而只在此时才开始歌唱的大自然便把自己美妙的歌唱给艺术家---她的儿子和她的主人；说他是儿子是因为他爱她，说他是主人是因为他理解她。

And when the evening mist clothes the riverside with poetry, as with a veil, and the poor buildings lose themselves in the dim sky, and the tall chimneys become campanili, and the warehouses are palaces in the night, and the whole city hangs in the heavens, and fairy-land is before us -- then the wayfarer hastens home; the working man and the cultured one, the wise man and the one of pleasure, cease to understand, as they have ceased to see, and Nature, who, for once, has sung in tune, sings her exquisite song to the artist alone, her son and her master - her son in that he loves her, her master in that he knows her.

每当傍晚，那富有诗意的迷雾便如面纱一般笼罩着溪边，陈旧的房屋消失在朦胧的天空，高高的烟囱犹似一座座钟楼，幢幢库房恍如夜间的宫殿，整座城市悬在空中，宛若仙境展现在我们眼前。此时此刻，路上的行人匆匆赶路回家，无论是劳动者还是饱读经书者，智慧者还是寻求乐趣者，只因为他们再也看不见什么，也就不能有所理解。而这时已经开始歌唱的大自然便把自己微妙的歌唱给艺术家，他既是她的儿子也是她的主人。说是她的儿子是因为爱他，说是她的主人是因为理解他。

Woman, when you move about in your household service your limbs sin glike a hill stream among its pebbles.

妇人，你在料理家务的时候，你的手足歌唱着，正如山间的溪水歌唱着在小石中流过。

Now hold you tight there are too many memories of you with a smile how do you cry lovely you've lost your baby can do in my eyes back to give me your hand I promise you my heart for you trembling hot to fly to the sky to light up the night you look to see the rise of the Singing Angelsha ...

现在就抱你紧紧的有太多记忆你笑著你怎麼哭了lovely you你的宝贝弄丢了吗在我眼里能找回的给我你的手I promise you我的心为你颤抖著发烫要飞到天际把黑夜点亮你抬头望看天使在歌唱你可爱的脸有星星的光芒我的爱永远守候在你身旁我的心为你颤抖著发烫要飞到天际把黑夜点亮你抬头望看天使在歌唱ha。。。lovely you ha。。。lovely you你可爱的脸有星星的光芒我的爱永远守候在你身旁

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