黄昏的

The smell of that buttered toast simply talked to Toad, and with no uncertain voice; talked of warm kitchens, of breakfasts on bright frosty mornings, of cosy parlour firesides on winter evenings, when one's ramble was over and slippered feet were propped on the fender; of the purring of contented cats, and the twitter of sleepy canaries.

黄油烤面包的气味，简直在向蟾蜍讲话，说得清清楚楚，半点不含糊。它讲到暖融融的厨房，明亮的霜晨的早餐；讲到冬日黄昏漫游归来，穿拖鞋的脚搁在炉架上，向着一炉舒适的旺火；讲到心满意足的猫儿打着呼噜，昏昏欲睡的金丝雀在啁啾。

It is easy enough to say that man is immortal because he will endure: that when the last ding-dong of doom has clanged and faded from the last worthless rock hanging tideless in the last red and dying evening, that even then there will still one more sound: that of his puny inexhaustible voice, still talking.

当然，我们可以很轻易地认为人类是不朽的，因为他可以永远存在：当最后一块无用的礁石在血红色的、死气沉沉的黄昏中伫立，世界末日的钟声在它上空渐渐远去时，仍然会有一个声音，那是人类仍然在用微弱但永不停息的声音说话。

When you can scarcely distinguished the figures of the horses, as they take it home to the farm, and above all, most subtle, most penetrating and most moving, the smell of woods smoke, coming up in an autumn evening, the wood smoke that our ancestors tens of thousands of years ago must have caught on the air when they were coming home with the results of the day's forage, when they were still nomads, and were still roaming the forests and the plains of the continent of Europe.

然而最微妙莫测、沁人肺腑、动人心弦的还是秋日黄昏时分袅袅升起的柴烟的气味，是在几千年前，当我们祖先作为游牧民遨游在欧洲大陆的森林和原野的时候、当他们带着一天收获来的草料回家的时候，他们肯定都看到过木柴的青烟。

Digital press later, that the door actually opened, I extended a hand to, but at the door of the painting brush off the hand of the ash, I turned to leave, and looking at Tao opened the door, I can only turned to leave, only turned to leave, but the door behind him are slowly close, close the also about my memories of 2007, on a fall did not realize in the past there is a sudden fall, rain Piaoqi evening of that market.

四个数字按下之后的今天，那道门居然，打开了，我伸出手去，却在门旁的画上拂落了一手的灰，我转身离开，看着那道打开的门，我只能转身离开，惟有转身离开，而门在身后也慢慢合上，合上的还有关于我2007的记忆，关于一个没走完的秋天还有秋天里忽然飘起的那场黄昏雨。

Sometimes the human voyeurs, who lingered in the shadows of the nearby houses, hoping to catch a glimpse of the lovers, were granted what they were here to see.

从那些开着的窗口蔓延出来的能量，足以让成千上万的萤火虫照亮每个黄昏，并能描述它们彼此追逐所描绘出的精致的阿拉伯风格的图样。

A beautiful girl, by the name of Clytle, was so fond of his beautiful and glory that from dawn to dusk she knelt on the ground, her hands outstretched towards the sungod, and her eyes looked at his golden wheeled carriage racing across the blue sky.

一个名叫克里透的美丽女孩，迷恋于他的英俊潇洒，从黎明到黄昏，她跪在地上，双手伸向太阳的方向，她的眼睛看着他金色的马车驶过蓝色的天空。

Driving through Abidjan at dusk young footballers seem to take up every spare patch of land: from rubbish-strewn parks to abandoned parking lots and motorway sidings, barefooted children can be seen everywhere, kicking their way through the dust.

傍晚的时候开车在阿比让穿行，可以看到几乎每一块空地都被踢球的孩子们占满了：从散满垃圾的公园到不许停车的空地再到高速公路边，光着脚踢球的孩子随处可见，他们在黄昏中自顾自的玩得兴高采烈。

In the evening, before Aunt Ruth came home, I often sat on the floor beneath a picture of my mother --- a sweet-faced young woman of 20, with dark eyes and black curly hair.

每当黄昏，露丝姨妈还没有回家的时候，我常常坐在母亲像下的地板上，相片上的母亲是位美丽可爱的20岁年轻女子，一对乌黑的眼睛和一头卷曲的黑发。

But intermingled with that thought there was another--there was the thought of her lovely face, her bewitching manner, her arch smile, her low musical laugh, which was like a peal of silvery bells ringing across a broad expanse of flat pasture, and a rippling river in the misty summer evening.

然而，同这想法搀和在一起的，还有另一种想法——她想到了她美丽可爱的脸，她迷人的风度，她调皮的微笑，她轻轻的音乐般的笑声，那可象一串银铃在辽阔平坦的草原上丁当而过，一道数激河水在夏天黄昏雾霭中潺潺流去。

You see these cycles in a life, and then you see them in nations,..You see when you think of what I have seen go - first the good old British empire which disappeared when it was supposed to last for ever; Hitler was ranting and raving about a thousand years' rule; Mussolini; the Soviet Union seemed indestructible; the white dominated societies of Southern Africa seemed everlasting... I would have found it impossible to believe that the one in southern Rhodesia could go just like that.

你在生活中觉察到循环，在民族中也能发现这种循环……你不妨体会一下我的观点：号称日不落的大英帝国终于迎来了黄昏；希特勒语无伦次地咆哮着，期待一个千年的独裁；还有墨索里尼；还有那原本看起来攻不可破的苏联；以及那白人社区永久统治南非的黄粱一梦……我就不相信罗得西亚南部的白人统治能天长日久。

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。