熊熊的

I want not only to set the flame afire, but also people's hopes.

我不仅想让圣火熊熊燃烧，更想让圣火点燃人们心中的希望。

One night, when their campfire dies, and the biting cold drives them to huddle together in a bedroll, a sudden spark between Ennis Del Mar and Jack Twist flares into an undying flame.

一个晚上，当篝火燃尽，严寒驱使他们在蜷缩在睡袋时，一颗火花在恩尼斯和杰克间突然迸发，并且熊熊燃烧，成为一团不灭的火焰。

In 2008, the Olympic flame will be blazing in China.

2008，奥林匹克的生活将在中国熊熊燃烧。

The sharp paroxysm had passed away, and my lady looked up: a glittering light shone through the tears in her eyes, and the lines about her pretty rosy mouth, those hard and cruel lines which Robert Audley had observed in the pre-Raphaelite portrait, were plainly visible in the firelight.

一阵剧烈的突然迸发的痛苦过去了，爵士夫人抬起头来了；闪烁的光芒透过她眼睛里的泪水迸射出来，俊俏的玫瑰红嘴唇旁的线条，罗伯特·奥德利在前拉斐尔派肖像画中所看到的那些严厉冷酷的线条，在熊熊的炉火光中显得十分明白清晰。

Tender insects that live abroad either enjoy only the short period of one summer, or else doze away the cold, uncomfortable months in profound slumbers; but these residing, as it were, in a torrid zone, are always alert and merry: a good Christmas fire is to them like the heats of the dog-days.

生活于野外的脆弱的昆虫，或者仅能愉快地度过一个短暂的夏季，或者在沉睡中度过寒冷难受的那几个月，然而这些生活在可以说是"热带"地方的虫儿，却始终是活跃而欢快的。对于它们，熊熊的圣诞节炉火好比是三伏天的暑热。

Should the moon refuse to make its appearance And the star to twinkle Let's use the fire in our hearts To kindle the night And turn it into a nightful of joy The fog is like the lamb gone astray Popping out its head uneasily from the black curtain of night The frame reflects The glow on your face Let's fan hard Fan out the dancing sparks Fan out the fragrance of the meat When the night is deep When the stars have gone to sleep in the misty smoke Let's sing that old and unforgotten song Exchange simplicity with our eyes Transmit sincerity with our hands Till the sorrow and unhappiness of the day Has burnt into A pile of wordless ashes And our melancholy Barbecued Into the charred chicken wing in our hands Tonight, we drink no wine But we are drunk Drunk in the lost memory Drunk in the joyous occasion

假如月光不来假如星子们不肯睁开眼睛我们就用心中那团熊熊的火把夜燃烧起来把夜，烧成许多不寐的狂欢雾象一只迷途的羔羊不安地从夜的黑幕中探出头来火光，却映照出你脸上一片璀璨的红霞我们就用力扇吧扇出满天飞舞的星辰扇出阵阵扑鼻的肉香等到夜已深沉，等到星子们也在朦胧的烟火中沉沉睡去我们就唱起那首古老而难忘的歌以眼瞳交换纯朴以手心传送赤诚直到日间的烦恼与不快都己烧成一堆无言的灰烬忧郁——也烤成手上一只焦黑的鸡翅今夜，没有酒但我们俱己迷失迷失在失去的记忆里迷失在忘我的欢腾中

I am willing that it is a cloud, It is the grey breaking the flag, Swing too lazy to feel like floatingly in the vast sky, Only my spouse Coral's the setting sun, Draw near my pale face and Show bright-colored brilliance.

只要我的爱人，是熊熊的烈火，在我的炉膛里，缓慢而欢快的闪烁；我愿是一块云朵，是一面破碎的大旗，在旷野的上空，疲倦地傲然挺立。只要我的爱人，是黄昏的太阳，照耀着我苍白的脸，映出红色的光艳。

The head of a gigantic old nail, driven in two hundred years ago, which has now, owing to the patient attrition of many generations of housemaids, revealed its head above the coat of paint, and is taking its first view of modern life in the sight of a white–walled fire–lit room, what should I gain?

一枚巨大的旧钉子的钉头，钉进墙里已经有两百年，直到现在，由于一代又一代女仆耐心的擦拭，钉子的顶端得以露出到油漆外面，正在一间墙壁雪白、炉火熊熊的房间里第一次看见现代的生活，我这样做又能得到些什么呢？

Then I wrote a story about her; about a girl who is cooking lunch at home one day and a woman in a white satin dress holding a flaming torch bursts in through the door, and it startles the girl so much that she drops the 18cast iron skillet on her dog and the dog bites her and she gets an 19incurableblood disease from this.

于是我就写了一个关于她的故事，说的是有一天，一个女孩正在家里做午饭时，有个穿着白色缎袍的女人手里举着熊熊的火炬从门外闯了进来，女孩吓了一大跳，把铁锅砸到了她的狗，狗咬了她一口，她从此就得了一种没法治的血液病。

Tender insects that live abroad either enjoy only the short period of one summer, or else doze away the cold, uncomfortable months in profound slumbers; but these residing, as it were, in a torrid zone, are always alert and merry: a good Christmas fire is to them like the heats of the dog-days.

生活于野外的脆弱的昆虫，或者仅能愉快地度过一个短暂的夏季，或者在沉睡中度过寒冷难受的那几个月，然而这些生活在可以说是&热带&地方的虫儿，却始终是活跃而欢快的。对于它们，熊熊的圣诞节炉火好比是三伏天的暑热。

Plunder melds and run with this jewel!

掠夺melds和运行与此宝石！

My dream is to be a crazy growing tree and extend at the edge between the city and the forest.

此刻，也许正是在通往天国的路上，我体验着这白色的晕旋。