风声

This is the opening page of "The Circus Girls" spread I did for another Round Robin Book.

这是开幕式的一页"马戏团女孩"的风声，我并为新一轮循环赛书。

One must have a mind of winter To regard the frost and the boughs Of the pine-trees crusted with snow; And have been cold a long time To behold the junipers shagged with ice, The spruces rough in the distant glitter Of the January sun; and not to think Of any misery in the sound of the wind, In the sound of a few leaves, Which is the sound of the land Full of the same wind That is blowing in the same bare place For the listener, who listens in the snow, And, nothing himself, beholds Nothing that is not there and the nothing that is.

若想敬仰松树枝干层层为霜雪覆盖，你得具备冬天的头脑。在寒冷中持久凝视，那冰雪蓬松的刺柏丛林，那闪烁在远处腊月阳光下的迷漫云杉。不要去想那风声和树叶夹带着的凄凉。这声音是风地里的声音，这风是为在空地上的你而吹。在雪里聆听的人儿啊，听着与己无关的事儿，那儿不存在的东西看见，眼里只有现存的一片空旷。

Listening closely was difficult given the muted shouting in the distance and the sound of the wind blowing high in the trees, but he could ever so faintly detect the soft steps of someone passing nearby.

尽管远处仍在叫嚷，头顶的风声也不小，他还是听得出那人就在身旁走过。

That evening calm betrayed alike the tinkle of the nearest streams , the sough of the most remote

黄昏的宁静，也同样反衬出近处溪流的叮冬声和最遥远处的飒飒风声。

If we was to squeak ' bout this and they didn't hang him.

要是他没被绞死而我们又走漏了风声的话。

The truck radio, indistinguishable almost in the roar of road and wind, carried a steel guitar song, followed by the five o clock news.

卡车收音机里放着一支吉他歌曲，声音几乎淹没在隆隆压路声和风声中，接着是五点钟新闻。

After many real estate companies got to take a bide one's time response for a period of the wind to slowly take over tight time frames.

很多房地产商拿到地之后，采取了按兵不动的对策，准备过了这段风声较紧的时候再慢慢放盘。

And the voice of a temptress on the wind.

有个女妖迷人的声音挟在风声里。

Needs to exceed to open a pair of feet, then can the variety of feeling heart palpitates in the middle of rushing, experience personally speed in the information lead the ear of thrillingly of pleasant sensation, more feel the life lies in exercising of meaning.

只需要迈开双脚，便可以在奔跑中感受心跳的变化，在风声过耳的畅快中体验速度的快感，更感受生命在于运动的意义。

Standing in front of these oil paintings of Feng Jincao , as if we were flying through the time tunnel. Whirring wind slipped by , clouds changed their shapes quickly, and continual changing views blurred and danced before our eyes. We trace the jumping-of point of human being in a diverse direction of time's growth. Those brilliant rays of history frozen in memory reflect on our dress, and the root of our culture shows loving care for modern people's sprit and life by Feng's painting.

站在冯劲草的油画作品面前，我们仿佛正在穿越时空隧道，耳边是呼呼的风声，眼前是千层万叠的烟云和不断模糊变幻的视野，我们逆向时间轴的速度要追回人类逝去的起点，那些凝结在记忆里的历史光芒斑驳地映在我们的衣杉上，我们的文化之根正通过冯劲草特殊的油画表达方式，关怀着当代人的精神和生活。

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