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第32章 与美丽邂逅 14（第1页）

第32章与美丽邂逅（14）

1。Itoowas__aboyihapond，ri__hoursandsummerdays。Sunaillwhattheyalwayswere，buttheboyandthepond__。

2。Ihingthattheboyloveds—extheman’s__ofit。

3。Andforoneboywhoisnowa__，thereisapondwhieithertime________

__tidege，wherehestillspehourinthe__。

佳句翻译

1。有些人坚持认为只有今日和明日才是重要的，可是如果真的照此生活，我们将是何其可怜！

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2。过去是一所银行，我们将最可贵的财产——记忆珍藏其中。记忆赐予我们生命的意义和深度。

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3。藏于记忆中的时光永不流失。

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短语应用

1。Aboycouldgotothepondandlieonhisbasttheseatofaboat。。。。

lieon：位于

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2。Somepeopleinsistthatonlytodayandtomorro>

insistthat：坚持说；坚持主张

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孤独

Solitude

亨利·大卫·梭罗HenryDavidThoreau

亨利·大卫·梭罗（1817—1862），散文家、超验主义哲学家。出生于美国以超验主义中心著称的康科德，并在那儿度过了大半生。梭罗毕生以超验主义作为自己的生活原则，并将之发挥到极致；他一生未娶，曾隐居瓦尔登湖两年有余，过着与世隔绝的生活，并在湖边的木屋里写下了著名的《瓦尔登湖》一书。

Thisisadeliihewholebodyisonesense，athrougheverypoahastrayiofherself。AsIwalkaloohepondinmyshirt-sleeves，thoughitiscoolaswellasdwindy，ahioattractme，alltheelementsareunusuallyialtome。Thebullfrogstrumptousheri，aeofthewhippoorwillisborheripplingwindfromovertheathywiththeflutteringalderandpoplarleavesalmosttakesawaymybreath；yet，likethelake，myserenityisrippledbuthesesmallwavesraisedbytheeveningwiefromstormasthesmsurface。Thoughitisnowdark，thewindstillblowsandroarsihewavesstilldash，aureslulltherestwiththeirhereposeise。Thewildestanimalsdoseektheirpreynow；thefox，andskunk，andrabbit，nowroamthefieldsandwoodswithoutfear。TheyareNature'swatkswhiectthedaysofanimatedlife。

&urntomyhouseIfindthatvisitorshavebeetheircards，eitherabunchofflowers，orawreathreen，oranameinpenayellowwalnutleaforachip。Theywhoerarelytothewoodstakesomelittlepieceoftheforestintotheirhandstoplaywithbytheway，whichtheyleave，eitheriionallyoratally。Onehaspeeledaovenitint，aonmytable。Icouldalwaystellifvisitorshadmyabsehebewigsrass，ortheprintoftheirshoes，andgenerallyofwhatsexeorqualitytheywerebysomeslighttraceleft，asaflowerdropped，orabunchofgrasspludthrownaway，evenasfaroffastherailroad，halfamiledistant，orbythelingeringarorpipe。Nay，Iwasfrequentlyhepassageofatravelleralongthehighwaysixtyrodsoffbythestofhispipe。

Thereisonlysuffitspaceaboutus。Ourhorizoeatourelbows。Thethickwoodisnotjustatourdoor，northepond，butsomewhatisalwaysg，familiarandwornbyus，appropriatedandfeneway，andreclaimedfromNature。Forwhatreasohisvastrangeandciresquaremilesofu，formyprivaebymeneighborisamiledistant，andnohouseisvisiblefromahehill-topswithinhalfamileofmyown。Ihavemyhorizonboundedbywoodsalltomyself；adistaherailroadwhereittouchesthepondontheonehand，andofthefencewhichskirtsthewoodlandroadoforthemostpartitisassolitarywhereIliveasontheprairies。ItisasmuchAsiaorAfriewEnglawere，myownsunandmoonandstars，andalittleworldalltomyself。Atnighttherewasravellerpassedmyhouse，orkmydoor，morethahefirstorlastmawereinthesprilongintervalssomethevillagetofishforpouts—theyplainlyfishedmutheondoftheirownnatures，aheirhookswithdarkheysooed，usuallywithlightbaskets，aodarkome，andtheblaelofthenightrofanedbyanyhumanneighborhood。Ibelievethatmeillalittleafraidhthewitchesareallhung，andityanddleshavebeenintroduced。

&Iexperiehatthemostsweetahemostiandengsocietymaybefoundinanynaturalobjeforthepoormisamelanan。ThereoveryblawholivesiofNatureandhashisseill。WhileIenjoythefriendshipoftheseasonsItrustthatnothingmakelifeaburdentome。

Melysaytome，“Ishouldthinkyouwouldfeellohere，andwaofolks，rainyandsnowydaysandnightsespecially。”Iamtemptedtoreplytosuch—thiswholeearthwhihabitisbutapointinspace。Hoart，thinkyou，dwellthetwomostdistantinhabitantsofyohebreadthofwhosediskotbeappreciatedbyouris？WhyshouldIfeellonely？IsnotourplaheMilkyWay？Thiswhichyouputseemstomeimportaion。Whatsortofspaceisthatwhichseparatesamanfromhisfellowsandmakeshimsolitary？Ihavefoundthationofthelegsgtwomindsmuearertooher。

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