离开着

Instantly the spirit left the room, but in another instant he returned with a barrel on his back, and poured the contents over the flower; and again and again he went and came, and poured more and more water, till the floor of the room was ankle-deep.

魔鬼倏地离开了房间，眨眼间又返回来了，背上是一个大大的木桶，把桶里的东西浇向那盆天竺葵。魔鬼来来去去，一遍又一遍地浇着，水越来越多，眼看着地上的水都淹到脚腕了。

I took a seat at the end of the hearthstone opposite that towards which my landlord advanced, filled up an interval of silence by attempting to caress the canine mother, who had left her nursery, was sneaking wolfishly to the back of my legs, her lip curled up, her white teeth watering for a snatch.

我坐到壁炉的尽头，正对着我的房东走开的方向，为了 dd dtt。 com 打破间或的沉默，我试图去爱抚离开待喂养的狗崽的狗妈妈，她绕到我的后面，贪婪的看着我的后退，咧开嘴，牙齿上滴着口水，就准备咬我一口。

I sat in the large bare apartment in which I lived my junior and senior years (I had lived awhile in a sorority, the Tri Delt house, and had left it, typically, not over any issue but because I, the implacable "I", did not like living with sixty people) and I read Alburt Camus and Henry James and I watched a flowering plum come in and out of blossom and at night, most nights, I walked outside and looked up to where the cyclotron and bevatron glowed on the dark hillside, unspeakable mysteries which engaged me, in the style of my time, only personally.

我坐在我度过大三大四的又大又空的公寓里（我在集体宿舍住过一阵，又离开了，不是因为别的原因，而只是我，这个不可替代的&我&，不喜欢和六十个人住在一起），读着阿尔伯特&加缪和亨利&詹姆斯，看着一棵杏树花开花落；在许多晚间，我在外面散步，看着黑漆漆的山边分子加速器和回旋加速器的闪耀，一种不可言喻的神秘攫住了我，以我那个时代的方式，只是个人化的。

Under in the Moon this ring-like foot of a hill campaign headquarters, the hybrid area senior official jumbles together with black area senior official black Germany graceful as well as all direction personnel, all in is bustling about for this campaign, revenges cherished 黒 area senior official black Germany to be graceful in particular, fires since the fight, a quarter all has not left the direction post, covers entirely the capillary both eyes, at the same time is fixing the eyes in the display monitor fight picture, at the same time loudly is issuing with the wireless microphone in view of any battlefield change situation, but makes rapidly the exceptionally decisive order, this moment only then two flaming burning large brush-written Chinese characters - revenges in his heart, revenges, revenges, for allThe sacrifice allies revenge!

在月球这座环形山脚下的战役指挥部内，混血区长官混为一谈和黑区长官黑德曼以及所有的指挥人员，都在为这次战役忙碌着，尤其是报仇心切的黒区长官黑德曼，自从战斗打响后，一刻都没有离开指挥岗位，布满血丝的双眼，一边紧盯着显示屏上的战斗画面，一边用无线话筒大声地发布着针对任何战场变化情况，而迅速做出的异常果断的命令，在他心里此刻只有两个熊熊燃烧的大字－报仇，报仇，报仇，为所有牺牲的战友们报仇！

I first saw him walking down the street in San Francisco the following week after hitchhiking the rest of the way from Santa Barbara in one long zipping ride given me, as though anybody'll believe this, by a beautiful darling young blonde in a snow-white strapless bathing suit and barefooted with a gold bracelet on her ankle, driving a next-year's cinnamon-red Lincoln Mercury, who wanted benzedrine so she could drive all the way to the City and when I said I had some in my duffel bag yelled "Crazy!"

我第一次见到他是在旧金山街头（离开圣巴巴拉之后我搭了一趟顺风车一路坐到旧金山，说来没人能信的是，载我的是位穿着件雪白的无吊带泳衣的年轻又可爱的金发美女，她赤着脚，脚踝上还戴着一个金脚环，开着最新款的肉桂色林肯牌&水星&轿车，她还说她想要点安非他命提提神好让她能一路开到旧金山而当我说我的圆筒形行李袋里就有一些的时候她大叫了一声：&疯啦！&

Oh, Susanna-Roy Rogers I come from Alabama with my banjo on my knee I\'\'m going to Louisiana, my true love for to see It rained all night the day I leftT he weather it was dry The sun so hot, I froze to death Oh, Susanna, Oh don\'\'t you cry for me For I\'\'m going to Louisiana With my banjo on my knee I had a dream the other night when everything was still I thought I saw Susanna a-coming down the hill The buckwheat cake was in her mouth The tear was in her eye Says I, I\'\'m coming from the south Susanna, don\'\'t you cry Oh, Susanna, Oh don\'\'t you cry for me For I\'\'m going to Louisiana With my banjo on my knee

我来自阿拉巴马膝盖上放着班卓琴，为寻找真爱我要赶去路易斯安纳，我离开的那夜天上下起了雨，白天的时候天气晴朗，烈日炎炎，但我却差点被冻死。哦，苏珊娜，你别为我哭泣，我带着班卓琴要赶去路易斯安纳。那夜万籁俱静时我做起了梦，梦见苏珊娜从小山上朝我走来，她嘴里嚼着荞麦饼，眼里却充满泪水，我说，我从南方来，苏珊娜，你别为我哭泣。

Ista leaned forward between the crenellations atop the gate tower, the stone gritty beneath her pale hands, and watched in numb exhaustion as the final mourning party cleared the castle gate below.

伊斯塔在门楼上方的垛口间向前倾着身体，苍白的双手按着质地粗糙的石头，瞧着最后一群参加葬礼的人离开下面城堡的大门，并没有意识到自己已经筋疲力尽。

Round the side of the Evening Telegraph he just caught a fleeting glimpse of her face round the side of the door with a kind of demented glassy grin showing that she was not exactly all there, viewing with evident amusement the group of gazers round skipper Murphy's nautical chest and then there was no more of her.

所以，当老板做了个粗鲁的手势打发她离开时，他由衷地松了口气。他隔着《电讯晚报》上端瞥了一眼她那张出现在门边的脸。她呆滞地龇牙咧嘴笑着，说明她有些心不在焉。她饶有兴趣地打量着围观船老大墨菲那特有的水手胸脯的人们，接着，她就消失了踪影。

Not a full blushing goblet could tempt me to leave it, Though filled with the nectar which Jupiter sips; And now, far removed from thy loved habitation, The tear of regret will intrusively swell, As fancy reverts to my father 's plantation, And sighs for the bucket which hangs in the well: The old oaken bucket, the iron- bound bucket, The moss-covered bucket, which hangs in the well.

甚至一只装满红酒的高脚杯都不能使我离去，尽管高脚杯中装着朱庇特常喝的甘露。现在远远地离开了你们心爱的地方，悔恨的眼泪不住地越流越多。当记忆回到父亲的大农场时，我便为悬挂在水井上方的桶叹息起来，那些悬挂在水井上方的，旧橡木桶，包着铁皮的桶，长着苔藓的桶。

Really very repugnant such, spiritless, likes crying, also easy to rely on others', is a friend cries insect's tear this love to dry, then leaves, sees this love to cry insect's tear fermentation to come out, always that likes showing off power, then likes camouflaging, then that wants no longer to go to think that -- that each pain spot is affecting the tear nerve ......Wants to be busy diligently oneself, does not have the time to think, so long as but a free time, is at present slightly Man Man the form interweaves, overlaps in the same place, has smiles, has the vitality, has happily ......Only, does not have the sound, in that kind of silent darkness, does not have a sound, only has a mind in the speech, is calling, is shouting, bit by bit, the tear falls from the corner of the eye ......

真的很讨厌这样的自己，懦弱，爱哭，又容易依赖别人的自己，是一个朋友将这个爱哭虫的眼泪擦干，然后又离开，见这个爱哭虫的眼泪发酵出来，总是那么喜欢逞强，那么喜欢伪装，那么那么地想要不再去想——那每一个痛点都牵动着眼泪的神经……努力地想让自己忙起来，没有时间去想，但是只要微微一空闲，眼前就是满满的身影交织，重叠在一起，有笑，有生气，有开心……唯独，没有声音，在那种寂静的黑暗之中，没有一丝声音，只有心在说话，叫着，喊着，一点一点，眼泪从眼角滑落

What are your goals and strategies for growth?

你的成长目标和策略是什么？

And unto the angel of the church in Sardis write; These things saith he that hath the seven irits of God, and the seven star I know thy works, that thou hast a name that thou livest, and art dead.

3：1 你要写信给撒狄教会的使者，说，那有神的七灵和七星的，说，我知道你的行为，按名你是活的，其实是死的。