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He found that he was in a grotto, went towards the opening, and through a kind of fanlight saw a blue sea and an azure sky.

他向光线透进来的那个地方走前几步，在梦的兴奋激动过后，跟着就来了现实的宁静，发觉自己是在一个岩洞里，他向洞口走去，透过一座拱形的门廊，他看到一片蔚蓝色的海和一片淡青色的天空，空气和海水在清晨的阳光里闪闪发光，水手们坐在海滩上，在那儿叽哩咕噜地谈笑着，离他们十码远的地方，静静的停着那艘小船。

He advanced several paces towards the point whence the light came , and to all the excitement of his dream succeeded the calmness of reality . he found that he was in a grotto , went towards the opening , and through a kind of fanlight saw a blue sea and an azure sky . the air and water were shining in the beams of the morning sun ; on the shore the sailors were sitting , chatting and laughing ; and at ten yards from them the boat was at anchor , undulating gracefully on the water

他向光线透进来的那个地方走前几步，在梦的兴奋激动过后，跟着就来了现实的宁静，发觉自己是在一个岩洞里，他向洞口走去，透过一座拱形的门廊，他看到一片蔚蓝色的海和一片淡青色的天空，空气和海水在清晨的阳光里闪闪发光，水手们坐在海滩上，在那儿叽哩咕噜地谈笑着，离他们十码远的地方，静静的停着那艘小船。

The mistress visited her often, in the interval, and commenced her plan of reform by trying to raise her self-respect with fine clothes and flattery, which she took readily: so that, instead of a wild, hatless little savage jumping into the house, and rushing to squeeze us all breathless, there lighted from a handsome black pony a very dignified person, with brown ringlets falling from the cover of a feathered beaver, and a long cloth habit which she was obliged to hold up with both hands that she might sail in.

在这段时间里，女主人常常去探望她，而且着手实施她的改造计划。她试着用漂亮衣服和奉承话来抬高她的自尊心，她很乐意地接受了。所以那天回家时，她已不是一个跳进屋子，冲过来把我搂得喘不过气来的不戴帽子的小野人，而是从一匹漂亮的小黑马身上下来的一位非常端庄的淑女，棕色的卷发从一顶插着羽毛的海狸皮帽子里垂了下来，穿一件长长的布质骑马服。她不得不用双手提起衣裙，才能步态优美地走进屋来。

It is possible that you will go to a distant city but fan out from there to nearby cities, or you may simply need to travel by car to outlying cities near you.

同时，你有可能会去一个遥远的城市再从那里来回到临近的省市，或者你很可能只不过需要乘坐汽车去城市的周边走一圈。

Jostling with unemployed labourers of the lowest class, ballast-heavers, coal-whippers, brazen women, ragged children, and the raff and refuse of the river, he makes his way with difficulty along, assailed by offensive sights and smells from the narrow alleys which branch off on the right and left, and deafened by the clash of ponderous waggons that bear great piles of merchandise from the stacks of warehouses that rise from every corner.

到处都是最低级的失业人员、搬运压舱货的脚夫、煤船装卸工、浪荡女子、衣衫褴楼的儿童，还有河滨的渣滓废物，你在中间挤来挤去，吃力地往前走。无数的小巷左右岔开去，巷子里不断涌出令人恶心的景象和气味。笨重的马车装载着堆积如山的货物，从遍布每一个角落的堆栈、库房里哐啷哐啷地开出来，叫人什么也听不见。

Poems come sotto voce, a small still voice as one woman polishes the sapphire of her thoughts, each jade moment when a child is not crying, each ruby morning when bread perfumes the silent kitchen, then she listens with an amber heart to all that refuses to be named, she carves from alabaster a mind broad enough to number each yellow leaf crushed underfoot in autumn's dusk.

诗歌浅吟着走来喃喃细语是在一个女人推敲她的真知灼见时，趁孩子不哭光阴寸金趁着清晨彩霞瑰丽面包飘香安静的厨房然后她聆听用一颗琥珀之心去听籍籍无名者大理石上她雕刻广阔心胸去铭记每一片秋日黄昏里踩碎的黄叶会写的女人必会聆听不厌其烦无聊时光化为隽永凌乱之处就用阳光刺绣织锦

I hold the umbrella and walk on it the zoomed-in water drops slide down the surface those who don't at the edge of umbrella break that is bloom as if I walked through the stratum toward the core light accumulates on the umbrella comes the shadow of tree the shadow of all the world where we are used to be so unsure and flying?

我撑着伞向前走伞上放大的水珠沿伞面滑落下来也有不滑落的在伞的边缘破碎也就是绽放我象是穿过地层向核心的地方走去伞上积着光来了树影各种事物的影子我们身在的这个世界曾经这样不确定且飞过？

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Any one who had chanced to pass through the little town of Vernon at this epoch, and who had happened to walk across that fine monumental bridge, which will soon be succeeded, let us hope, by some hideous iron cable bridge, might have observed, had he dropped his eyes over the parapet, a man about fifty years of age wearing a leather cap, and trousers and a waistcoat of coarse gray cloth, to which something yellow which had been a red ribbon, was sewn, shod with wooden sabots, tanned by the sun, his face nearly black and his hair nearly white, a large scar on his forehead which ran down upon his cheek, bowed, bent, prematurely aged, who walked nearly every day, hoe and sickle in hand, in one of those compartments surrounded by walls which abut on the bridge, and border the left bank of the Seine like a chain of terraces, charming enclosures full of flowers of which one could say, were they much larger:"these are gardens," and were they a little smaller:"these are bouquets."

当年如果有人经过小城韦尔农，走到那座宏大壮丽的石桥上去游玩（那座桥也许不久将被一道丑恶不堪的铁索桥所替代），立在桥栏边往下望去，便会看到一个五十左右的男子，戴一顶鸭舌帽，穿一身粗呢褂裤，衣衿上缝着一条泛黄的红丝带，脚上穿的是木鞋，他皮肤焦黄，脸黝黑，头发花白，一条又阔又长的刀痕从额头直到脸颊，弯腰，曲背，未老先衰，几乎整天拿着一把平头铲和一把修枝刀在一个小院里踱来踱去。在塞纳河左岸桥头一带，全是那种院子，每一个都有墙隔开，顺着河边排列，象一长条土台，全都种满花木，非常悦目，如果园子再大一点，就可以叫做花园，再小一点，那就是花畦了。

On this day, we all Chinese people, is a lifelong hard to forget the day, because today is the "national crisis," Sadness Wenchuan, the country Zhiai, we use such a way, to commemorate those in earthquake In the passing away of relatives, we used this as a way for them came in on the road toward heaven, I hope they can all the way 走好, Yao Wang homeland when they look back at the earth, will see tens of thousands of their compatriots hand-foot -, Look up to the sky pray for them, so they will not be alone, not lonely, The deceased have to, toward the heaven, where there will be no more disasters, there will be no more tears, but for those who survived the disaster in the compatriots, alive to become a challenge, let them in an instant disaster Separated from the experience of life and death, the mother and son have Qingshen, once the husband and wife Enai, the twinkling of an eye they are yin and yang, the two separated, disaster, not only their physical destruction, destruction of their soul, flesh wounds over time slowly healing, Can be the soul of grief, but not so far recovered pieces, post-quake reconstruction of their homes can, we can even build their homes more beautiful, but for us, more important is how to build their own spiritual home, how to ask The soul-deep scars.

这一天，对于我们所有中国人来说，都是一个终生难忘记的日子，因为今天，是我们的&国难日&，悲情汶川，举国志哀，我们用这样一种方式，来纪念那些在地震中逝去的亲人，我们用这样的一种方式，为他们招魂，在奔向天国的路上，希望他们能够一路走好，当他们回头遥望故土大地时，会看见成千上万的他们的同胞手足，在仰望苍穹为他们祈祷，所以他们不会孤独，不会寂寞，逝者已去，奔向了天堂，那里不会再有灾难，不会再有泪水，但对于那些在灾难中幸存下来的同胞来说，活着就变成了一种挑战，灾难让他们在瞬间体验了生死离别，曾经的母子情深，曾经的夫妻恩爱，转眼却已阴阳两隔，灾难，不仅摧残了他们的肉体，更摧残了他们的灵魂，肉体的伤口会随着时间而慢慢地愈合，可心灵的伤痛，却远没有那么块痊愈，地震后的家园可以重建，我们甚至可以把家园建设的更加漂亮，但是对于我们来说，更重要的是如何建设自己的精神家园，如何抚平那心灵深处的创伤。

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。