蔚蓝的

Or again, note the meanderings of some purling rill as it babbles on its way, tho' quarrelling with the stony obstacles, to the tumbling waters of Neptune's blue domain,'mid mossy banks, fanned by gentlest zephyrs, played on by the glorious sunlight or 'neath the shadows cast o'er its pensive bosom by the overarching leafage of the giants of the forest .

113再则，请注意那打着漩涡蜿蜒曲折地哗哗淌去的泪泪溪流与拦住去路的岩石搏斗，在习习西风轻拂下，冲向海神所支配的波涛汹涌的蔚蓝领国；沿途，水面上荡漾着灿烂的阳光，两边的堤岸爬满青苔，森林中的巨树那架成拱形的繁叶，将荫影投射于溪流那忧郁多思的胸脯上。

Thank you God for most this amazing day:for the leaping greenly spirits of trees and a blue true dream of sky;and for everything which is natural which is infinite which is yes.

谢谢你，上帝，为我带来这个最美好的一天。感谢在树上不断跳跃的着浅绿色的灵魂，感谢天空孕育的蔚蓝而真切的梦想，感谢大自然的一切，感谢无限的空间和时间，感谢一切给予肯定的事物。

Thank you God for most this amazing day:for the leaping greenly spirits of trees and a blue true dream of sky;and for everything which is natural which is infinite which is yes

感谢在树上不断跳跃的着浅绿色的灵魂，感谢天空孕育的蔚蓝而真切的梦想，感谢大自然的一切，感谢无限的空间和时间，感谢一切给予肯定的事物。

As I hold one ready for my three-year-old while he slaps it with garish red, yellow, black, changing my hand and his to bright apparitions around that perfectly ordinary whiteness, I wonder what strange need began this, drove us to add these brittle ornaments to spring's own: the pastel flowers of bulbs already open, the sky's deepening blue, the enfolding green incipient everywhere.

当我为三岁的儿子拿好一个蛋，他给它抹上耀眼的红色，黄色，黑色，围着那普普通通的洁白，将我的手和他的手变幻成明快的幻影，我惊奇是什么奇怪的想法让这发生，让我们给春天的华饰添加这些脆弱的装饰：蜡笔画的花球已然绽开，天空渐渐深远的蔚蓝，处处蕴含的新绿。

The cherishing and training of some trees; the cautious pruning of others; the nice distribution of flowers and plants of tender and graceful foliage; the introduction of a green slope of velvet turf; the partial opening to a peep of blue distance or silver gleam of water: all these are managed with a delicate tact, a pervading yet quiet assiduity, like the magic touchings with which a painter finishes up a favorite picture.

他们时而珍视规划树木、时而悉心修剪树木、时而排列叶目娇嫩雅致的花草，时而培育绿草绵延的小坡，时而透过居室举目远眺，窥见天地相接处那一缕蔚蓝，或湖水涟漪上那一丝光亮，所有这一切都源于一种巧夺天工的手法，它弥漫于天地之间，一丝不苟而又不留痕迹，正如画家完成一幅心爱的作品所使用的那种神奇的手感。

A calm day had settled into a crystalline evening;the world wore a North Pole colouring:all its lights and tints looked like the "reflets" of white,or violet,or pale green gems.the hills wore a lilac blue ,the setting sun had purple in its red;the sky was ice,all silvered azure ;when the stars rose,they were of white ctystal---not gold,gray,or cerulean,or faint emerald hues---cool,pure,and transparent---tinged the mass of the landscape.

安静的一天持续到了晚上，宛如水晶一样明亮，世界都穿上了北极的外套；所有的光线、所有的色调都是那么洁白，又像是紫罗兰色，又仿佛泛着淡绿宝石的光彩。山坡一片丁香蓝，太阳红里透紫；天空像冰一样明净，闪着银色的蔚蓝；星星闪现时，如水晶般晶莹剔透---不是金色、灰色、蔚蓝色，也不是淡淡的翠绿的色调---而是凉凉的、纯纯的、透明的---点缀在这整个风景画上。

After returning to the Middle Asia, the sage acquired soul-stirring love by Lake Balkhash, he read azure, in poetry, he described the blue lake as a spread of heaven hanging on the earth he said, ah, dedicate to you! My forever beloved, only you are eligible for wearing the colorful scarf of nature.

那个先哲在回归中亚后，在巴尔喀什湖畔获得了惊心动魄的爱情，他阅读蔚蓝，在诗歌里，他把蓝色的湖泊描述为垂落大地的一片天空——他说，献给你啊，我的永生永世的爱人，只有你配戴这自然的彩巾。

Neither the killing of Mr Zarqawi nor any breakthrough on the political front will stop the insurgency and the fratricidal murders in their tracks.

在对危险的南部地区访问时，他斥责什叶派民兵领导人对中央集权的挑衅行为。

In fact,I've got him on the satellite mobile right now.

实际上 我们已接通卫星可视电话了