颤动的

Thank those flowers, and life has again been pickpocketing; those tears to make a flight, running away with the crystal; those beautiful voices, such as the Voice of Angels, as they have a dream; cloth dolls that smile again and re-blooming , but fixed in the distant heaven; them himself: I can no longer be given from this gentle love my people and I love, my secret diary from this collection never really became a secret, my if there is no memory of the color of flame, like a snake swallow a letter describing the position on the future; color my world has always been so gorgeous, the vision of girls, girls do not really have too much sky the clouds, even every ray of sunshine every day is like a butterfly-like羽翅fibrillation in my eyes, let me indulge.

那些花儿谢了，生命又一次被扒窃；那些泪珠飞尽了，晶莹随着绝尘而去；那些声音亮丽如天籁之声，如同她们曾经的梦想；那些布娃娃的笑容一次次重新绽放了，却定格在遥远的天堂；她们自语道：我的温柔从此再也不能给予爱我的人和我爱的人，我的日记里收藏的秘密从此真的成了永远的秘密，我的记忆里好象也没有火焰的颜色，蛇信般吞噬关于未来的述说；我的色彩世界其实一直都是那么的斑斓，女孩的视野、女孩的天空真的不会有太多的阴霾，即使是每一缕阳光也是每一天都象蝴蝶的羽翅般颤动在我的眼前，让我沉醉。

Only the fragrance of drink residues, in the glass of the dark speaking out flirting words as soft as cheese In her mouth, a crow holds a slice of cheese, on a tree A fox is flattering, below the tree The crow smiles happily, the cheese falls into fox's mouth The story spreads out and come down to us It is the story about you and me For a beautiful word we walk up to cliff, and dash ahead regardless of our life until our black hair is burned up by the fire of time we turn around and look at the fox and the crow the man and the woman those similar loving words and eye's expression La Fontaine we are here listening to ancient chime in the dark to whispering sound of guitar to flicker of well water in moonlight to flower boldly blooming arms to moist footstep of night traveler Perhaps the sunshine is burning far But we are growing up in the dark We grown up in Plato's allegory of the cave

只有酒香沉淀下来，在黑暗的杯底说出奶酪一样柔软的情话乌鸦在树上衔一片奶酪狐狸在树下谄媚乌鸦嘻笑，奶酪落进狐狸嘴里故事无翼而飞，就这样流传下来这是关于你和我的故事为了一句美丽的言辞我们走向悬崖奋不顾身直到青丝被岁月的流火燃尽才顾得上分辨狐狸和乌鸦男人和女人，那些相仿的情话，貌似的眼神拉封丹我们在这里在黑暗中听古老的的钟声听若有若无的吉它声听井水在月光下颤动听花朵大胆地张开臂膀听夜行者潮湿的脚步也许阳光在远方燃烧但我们是在黑暗中长大我们成长于柏拉图的洞穴比喻

Women described by black men writers have freed from the fetter of slave-owning system, but the minimum human dignity of most of them can't be guaranteed, their sexual sense are worse in ignorant and concealment condition.

黑人男作家笔下的女性虽然已经摆脱了奴隶制的束缚，但她们中的多数还是连最起码的人格尊严都无法得到保障，其性别意识更是处在一种蒙昧和遮蔽状态；而美国黑人女作家，多以女权主义者的姿态出现，她们向男子沙文主义提出了强烈的抗议，其笔下的黑人妇女由麻木状态到自我意识的觉醒，既可以让我们看出她们走向解放的曲折的心路历程，也多少可以让我们听出她们灵魂的颤动与诉说。

On the other hand, the more important thing is because the urban housing is a kind of heterogeneity products.

另一方面，更重要的是由于城市住房是一种异质性产品。

Climate histogram is the fall that collects place measure calm value, cent serves as cross axle for a few equal interval, the area that the frequency that the value appears according to place is accumulated and becomes will be determined inside each interval, discharge the graph that rise with post, also be called histogram.

气候直方图是将所收集的降水量测定值，分为几个相等的区间作为横轴，并将各区间内所测定值依所出现的次数累积而成的面积，用柱子排起来的图形，也叫做柱状图。