睡着的

Without giving himself time to reconsider his decision, and, indeed, that he might not allow his thoughts to be distracted from his desperate resolution, he bent over the appalling shroud, opened it with the knife which Faria had made, drew the corpse from the sack, and bore it along the tunnel to his own chamber, laid it on his couch, tied around its head the rag he wore at night around his own, covered it with his counterpane, once again kissed the ice-cold brow, and tried vainly to close the resisting eyes, which glared horribly, turned the head towards the wall, so that the jailer might, when he brought the evening meal, believe that he was asleep, as was his frequent custom; entered the tunnel again, drew the bed against the wall, returned to the other cell, took from the hiding-place the needle and thread, flung off his rags, that they might feel only naked flesh beneath the coarse canvas, and getting inside the sack, placed himself in the posture in which the dead body had been laid, and sewed up the mouth of the sack from the inside.

他弯身凑到那个可拍的布袋面前，用法利亚制造的小刀将它割开，把尸体从口袋里拖出来，再把它背到自己的地牢里，把它放在自己的床上，把自己平常戴的破帽子戴在他头上，最后吻了一次那冰冷的额头，几次徒劳地试着合上仍然睁着的眼睛，把他的脸面向墙壁，这样，当狱卒送晚餐来的时候，会以为他已经睡着了，这也是常事，然后他又返回地道，把床拖过来靠住墙壁，回到那间牢房里从贮藏处拿出针线，脱掉他身上破烂的衣衫，以便使他们一摸就知道粗糙的口袋里的确是裸体的尸身，然后他钻进了口袋里，按尸体原来的位置躺下又从里面把袋口缝了起来。

The Leaves were torn and so was he, as he tried to follow her trace. A winterly wind embraced his throat and tried its best to strangle. What kept him going was what had left him. It was what he couldn't keep. Kept hunting ancient traces, following flickering lights. This ghost was sculpted by his desire to say goodbye. Could left the hollow sky, as it swallowed all its sorrow. Nearly breathless, he grasped the nearest branch. The voice reappeared, and now he felt sure that it was her, so he did his best to force his feet along. A scarlet dress in the wind. Shadows on stumps of once mighty trees spread rumors of her presence. Looked into her eyes and took her hand. This imagined warm touch was his relief. Kneeling at her feet, ready for his sleep. Had no longer wish to arise. Put her arm around him, no more cries. Slept there until the fierce cold awoke to erase all tracks of life.

在这强烈的欲望下他离开前去探索秋天的水滴落在颤抖的落叶上那夏天启程时的鲜红那幽深黑暗中的脆弱他就像那些落叶那样哀伤当他追逐她的足迹的时候无情的冷风袭向他的喉咙就像想要死死掐住他那样那让他还要继续的原因是他想要找回自己曾失去的东西那个他曾没能够紧紧拥抱住的东西继续在远古的足迹上前行追逐着那闪烁不定的光这些在他渴望中的幽灵似乎在向他说再见多想能离开这空洞的天空就像它吞下那所有的哀伤几乎无法呼吸但当他抓住他身旁的溪流时那个声音再次出现了现在他知道一定就是她了于是他竭尽全力向前走去一身红色的衣服在风中飘荡美丽的身影映在大树之下周围传播着她到场的风声注视着她双眼紧握住她的双手这梦般的景象拂去他所有的痛苦他跪倒在她脚下，心甘情愿地睡去永远不愿醒来与她相拥在在一起，永远不再哭泣就这样睡着直到严寒到来抹去他那漫漫人生的长路

It begins with innocent childhood, followed by awkward adolescence trying awkwardly to adapt itself to mature society, with its young passions and follies, its ideals and ambitions; then it reaches a manhood of intense activities, profiting from experience and learning more about society and human nature; at middle age, there is a slight easing of tension, a mellowing of character like the ripening of fruit or the mellowing of good wine, and the gradual acquiring of a more tolerant, more cynical and at the same time a kindlier view of life; then In the sunset of our life, the endocrine glands decrease their activity, and if we have a true philosophy of old age and have ordered our life pattern according to it, it is for us the age of peace and security and leisure and contentment; finally, life flickers out and one goes into eternal sleep, never to wake up again.

它由一个纯真的孩提年代开始，然后是十分费力的去适应成熟社会的笨拙的青春期，有着自己年轻的激情和罪恶，理想和雄心；然后到了激情做事的成年，得益于自己的经历以及对社会和人性的了解；到了中年，压力就有点放松，个性有点软化就像成熟的水果或是醇化的好酒，还能逐渐的获得更多的容忍力和愤世嫉俗，同时对人生会有一个温和的观点；然后到了晚年，内分泌腺阻碍了他们的活动，如果我们对晚年有着正确的哲学观念还能依照它安排好我们生命的图案，对我们来说这是平和，安全，安逸和满意的时候；最后就像火光摇摇曳曳地熄灭然后就会永远的睡着，再也不会醒来。

Other characters making regular appearances are Grampa Simpson, Homer's cranky father with his fantastically unbelievable tales of yesteryear and inclination to fall asleep at any given moment; Homer's college friend Barney Gumble, the still single, overweight, beer swilling, constantly burping barfly; Mo, the caustic, self-loathing bar-owner with the secret soft heart; Monty Burns, Homer's boss and the ancient, evil owner of the nuclear power plant; Chief Wiggum, Springfield's junk-food and donut-munching incompetent arm of the law; Apu Nahasapeemapetalon, the oft-held-up manager of the local 'Kwik-e-Mart' store; Krusty the Klown, popular with the kids but offstage a jaded, cynical hack with a long history of overindulgence, gambling and substance abuse; Kent Brockman, the spoiled, self-important TV news anchorman; Troy Mclure, the ageing Hollywood star with the faltering career and bizarre sexual fetish; Rainer Wolfcastle, the Scwarzenegger style action movie hero with the Germanic accent and ultra-right wing views; the list goes on and on

其他经常亮相的角色还有：荷马的古怪父亲——祖父辛普森，他常常会讲一些让人云里雾里、难以置信的陈年故事，而且随时随地都会睡着；至今仍然单身的荷马大学时的朋友——巴尼·甘博，他体重超常，饮酒无度，是一个经常打着饱嗝的酒鬼；酒吧老板——莫，他刻薄且自我憎恨，但却有一颗不为人所知的柔软心肠；荷马的上司——蒙提·彭斯，他是核电厂&老掉牙&的邪恶老板。斯普林菲尔德的警长——威格，他执法不力，还总是使劲儿嚼着垃圾食品和油炸面包圈；经常遭受抢劫的当地便利店的经理——那哈萨彼马彼塔隆；深受孩子们欢迎的小丑克拉斯提，但私下里他却是毫无激情、愤世嫉俗的碌碌无为之人，长期以来放纵无度、赌博并吸毒；被宠坏了的电视新闻主播——肯特·布鲁克曼，他总是那么自命不凡；风华已逝的好莱坞明星——特洛伊·麦克鲁，他的事业摇摇欲坠并有怪异的性癖好；施瓦辛格式的动作电影英雄——瑞纳·沃尔夫卡斯提，他操着一口德国口音，持极右翼观点。角色可真是数也数不清啊

The split between the two groups can hardly be papered over.

这两个团体间的分歧难以掩饰。

This approach not only encourages a greater number of responses, but minimizes the likelihood of stale groupthink.

这种做法不仅鼓励了更多的反应，而且减少跟风的可能性。