笨拙的

Punch pictured me all aflutter with rags, dickering with a beef-eater for the Tower of London.

笨拙》把我画得衣服都开了线，正跟一个伦敦塔的卫兵讨价还价。

I always feel awkward when I have to speak English.

我感觉当我说英语的时候我很笨拙。

He walked her to her apartment and kissed her awkwardly good night.

他走到她和她的公寓笨拙地吻她晚安。

I was trying to deal with my awkwardness.

我尝试解决自己的笨拙。

But what with the murky light, the botchy print, the tattered cover, the jigjagged page, the fumbling fingers, the fox trotting fleas, the lie a bed lice, the scum on his tongue, the drop in his eye, the lump in his throat, the drink in his pottle, the itch in his palm, the wail of his wind, the grief from his breath, the fog of his brainfag, the tic of his conscience, the height of his rage, the gush of his fundament, the fire in his gorge, the tickle of his tail, the rats in his garret, the hullabaloo and the dust in his ears, since it took him a month to steal a march, he was hard set to memorize more than a word a week.

然而，花了一个月纳南塔蒂才偷偷赶到了前头，他每星期要记住比一个词更多的东西还是有困难的-光线不好、书的印刷很拙劣、封面破烂不堪、书页撕破了、笨拙的翻书手指、跳狐步舞的跳蚤、埋伏在床上的虱于、他舌头上的泡沫、时常带的几分醉意、嗓子眼哽住了、酒壶里的酒、发痒的手掌、呼味呼味呼吸时的痛苦、疲惫得坠入雾中的脑瓜、良心的抽搐，盛怒，肛门里喷出的气体、胃中的火、发痒的屁股、顶楼上的老鼠以及耳朵里的喧嚣声和尘土。

Here the counsel in his wig and gown, and here the old Jew clothesman under his dingy tiara; here the soldier in his scar let, and here the undertaker's mute in streaming hat band and worn cotton glove s; here the scholar, fumbling his faded leaves, and here the scented actor, dang ling his showy seals. Here the glib politician, crying his legislative panaceas; and here the peripatetic Cheap Jack, holding aloft his quack cures for human ills. Here The sleek capitalist, and there the sinewy labourer; here the man of sc ience, and here the shoe black; here the poet, and here the water rate collect or; here the cabinet minister, and there the ballet dancer. Here a red nosed p ublican, shouting the praises of his vats; and here a temperance lecturer at fif ty pounds a night; here a judge, and there a swindler; here a priest, and there a gambler. Here a jewelled duchess, smiling and gracious; here a thin lodging house keeper, irritable with cooking; and here a wabbling, strutting thing, tawdry in paint and finery.

这里既有头戴假发、身穿礼服的法律顾问，又有头缠肮脏毛巾的老年犹太成衣商；这里既有一身红军装的士兵，又有戴着飘带帽子和旧棉手套的送丧吹鼓手；这里既有动作笨拙的学者，翻阅着他那发黄的书页，又有香气袭人的演员，炫耀着华丽的豹皮大衣；既有圆滑的政客，叫喊着立法万能，又有徒步游历的江湖小贩，高举着他那骗人的狗皮膏药；这里既有油嘴滑舌的资本家，又有身强力壮的雇佣工；这里既有科学家，又有擦鞋匠；这里既有诗人，又有收水费的人；这里既有内阁部长，又有芭蕾舞演员；这里既有自夸其酒好的糟鼻子酒商，又有每夜50镑报酬的戒酒宣讲者；这里既有法官，又有骗子；这里既有神父，又有赌徒；这里既有珠光宝气的公爵夫人，笑容可掬，雍容华贵，又有厌倦了烹调、瘦骨嶙峋的客栈老板；这里还有浓妆艳抹、趾高气扬的货色。

In my opinion, his funny crossness just because his philosophy of life, he does not like his rules and customs to be broken down, or else, he will feel worried and anxious, when he likes something, he sys "yeah" or "I like it", when he does not like something, he says nothing or "I don't know", I like his simple expression.

Raymond按照他自己的方式生活着，从他土气的打扮，笨拙的行动，语无伦次的话语，除了可笑，我更多的看到他的可爱和睿智。尤其被兄弟俩跳舞的画面感动，两个大男人在那一摇一晃的傻傻的跳着舞，我的心里却被轻轻的湿润了，那样一种暖暖的被触动的感觉，真是突然的，就让我觉得了有一点伤感。

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。

I coach people to drive. Last Sunday, I saw a tragedy. Two coaches collided with each other. A building collapsed.Many people clustered to see what happened. Five persons died during the collision. Coherent blood wet their clothes. And thewet cloths clung to their bodies. The police covered the dead with cloaks. A man volunteered to help them. His friendly behavior was a cloak for his evil intentions. A dead wonman clutched her purse tightly but he stole it. Few people noticed his coarse action. Then he wanted to escape from there but tripped over a coil of rope. His clumsy movement attracted the police. According to the clue a witness supplied, he was arrested. At the same time, a coal ship was sailing along the coast clockwise. One of my colleagues happened to be on the ship. His free time never coincided with mine. We only used Morse code to keeo in touch. So I was surprised to see him. What a coincidence!

我辅导人们驾驶上周日我目睹了一场悲剧两辆长途汽车互相碰撞一座建筑倒塌了许多人群集而来看发生什么了事情有5人在碰撞中丧生粘附的血弄湿了他们的衣服并且湿衣服粘住了他们的身体警察用外套盖住死者一个男人自告奋勇帮助他们他友善的举动实际上对邪恶动机的掩盖一名女死者牢牢握住她的钱包但还被他偷走了很少人注意到他的粗鲁行为然后他想逃离那里但被一卷绳索绊倒了他那笨拙的动作引起了警方的注意根据一名证人提供的线索他被捕了与此同时一艘煤船正以顺时针方向驶向海岸我的一个同事碰巧在船上他的闲暇时间从不和我一致我们只用摩尔斯密码保持联系因此我很惊奇地见到他真巧合呀！

I am a wilful child perhaps My mother was spoiled child I wayward I hope Every moment As beautiful as crayons I hope The white paper in love can draw Draw clumsy freedom Draw a never Tears in eyes Sky A sky plumage and leaves A green night and apples I want to paint in the morning Under the picture Can see the smile Under the picture all the young No pain of love She hadn't seen clouds Her eyes are clear color She looked at me forever Forever, watching Never suddenly fell away I want to paint distant scenery Under the picture of the horizon and the water is clear Painted many happy river Under the picture Lightly covered with fluff I let them get very close Let them fall in love Let each one Each a silent spring throb Have become a little birthday I also want to paint in the future I haven't seen her, it is impossible But know that she is very beautiful I painted her coat of autumn Under the burning candle painting and maple leaf Painted many because love her And out of the heart Under the picture Draw a woke up early The glass wrappers above And the fairy tales illustrations I am a wilful child I want to wipe away all the unfortunate I think in the earth Painted with Windows Let all habits dark eyes All light I want to paint surface Draw a frame under a higher than the mountains Draw down the Orient Under the picture A voice of limitless Finally, in the paper Angle I also want to paint Draw a koala He sat on the dark jungle in Victoria Sit quietly branches Become speechless He had no home No one in the distance He only, many The same dream. Berries And a big, big eyes I hope think But I wonder why I didn't receive crayons Don't get a color moment I only have me My fingers and trauma Only the pieces Love her Let them go looking for a butterfly Let them vanish from today I was a child A mother is spoiled child fantasies I wayward

我是一个任性的孩子也许我是被妈妈宠坏的孩子我任性我希望每一个时刻都像彩色蜡笔那样美丽我希望能在心爱的白纸上画画画出笨拙的自由画下一只永远不会流泪的眼睛一片天空一片属于天空的羽毛和树叶一个淡绿的夜晚和苹果我想画下早晨画下露水所能看见的微笑画下所有最年轻的没有痛苦的爱情她没有见过阴云她的眼睛是晴空的颜色她永远看着我永远，看着绝不会忽然掉过头去我想画下遥远的风景画下清晰的地平线和水波画下许许多多快乐的小河画下丘陵长满淡淡的绒毛我让它们挨得很近让它们相爱让每一个默许每一阵静静的春天悸动都成为一朵小花的生日我还想画下未来我没见过她，也不可能但知道她很美我画下她秋天的风衣画下那些燃烧的烛火和枫叶画下许多因为爱她而熄灭的心画下婚礼画下一个个早早醒来的节日上面贴着玻璃糖纸和北方童话的插图我是一个任性的孩子我想擦去一切不幸我想在大地上画满窗子让所有习惯黑暗的眼睛都习惯光明我想画下风画下一架比一架更高大的山岭画下来东方民族的渴望画下大海无边无际愉快的声音最后，在纸角上我还想画下自己画下一只树熊他坐在维多利亚深色的丛林里坐在安安静静的树枝上发愣他没有家没有一颗留在远处的心他只有，许许多多浆果一样的梦和很大很大的眼睛我在希望在想但不知为什么我没有领到蜡笔没有得到一个彩色的时刻我只有我我的手指和创痛只有撕碎那一张张心爱的白纸让它们去寻找蝴蝶让它们从今天消失我是一个孩子一个被幻想妈妈宠坏的孩子我任性

But we don't care about Battlegrounds.

但我们并不在乎沙场中的显露。

Ah! don't mention it, the butcher's shop is a horror.

啊！不用提了。提到肉，真是糟透了。