Afterwards, still naked and lazily walking across the studio, she stopped before an easel with a half-finished painting and watched him sidelong as he threw on his clothes. 过 后, 希 碧 娜 仍 裸 露 着, 并 慵 懒 地 在 室 内 踱 着 步. 她 突 然 在 已 经 画 了 一 半 的 画 架 前 停 了 下 来, 并 从 侧 面 注 视 着 托 马 斯 急 急 地 穿 着 衣 服.
When he was fully dressed except for one bare foot, he looked around the room, and then got down on all fours to continue the search under a table. 他 几 乎 就 要 穿 完 了, 只 剩 下 一 只 袜 子 了, 托 马 斯 扫 视 了 一 下 整 个 房 间, 又 跪 在 地 上, 在 桌 子 底 下 找.
"You seem to be turning into the theme of my paintings," she said. "The meeting of two worlds. A double exposure. Showing through the outline of Tomas the libertine, incredibly, the face of a romantic lover. Or, the other way, through a Trisan, always thinking of his Tereza, I see the beautiful,betrayed world of the libertine." "你 几 乎 快 成 了 我 画 像 中 的 主 题 人 物 了", 她 说 . 在 两 个 世 界 转 换, 犹 如 两 次 曝 光; 一 面 的 形 象 所 显 示 的 是, 不 可 言 喻 放 荡 不 羁 的 托 马 斯, 那 情 人 般 浪 漫 的 形 象; 然 而, 另 一 面, 却 是 一 个 心 里 只 装 着 特 蕊 莎, 与 不 羁 的 世 界 完 全 背 道 而 驰 的 画 面.
Tomas straightened up and, distractedly, listened to Sabina's words. "What are you looking for ?" she asked. "A sock." She searched all over the room with him, and again he got down on all fours to look under the table. 托 马 斯 伸 直 了 身 子, 专 心 地 听 者 希 碧 娜 的 话. " 你 在 找 什 么 呀 ?" 她 问. " 一 只 袜 子." 他 们 找 遍 了 整 个 房 间, 也 没 有; 托 马 斯 又 跪 下 来, 在 桌 子 底 下 寻 找.
"Your sock isn't anywhere to be seen," said Sabina. "You must have come without it." "How could I have come without it?" cried Tomas. looking at his watch. " I wasn't wearing one sock when I came, was I ? " "哪 也 找 不 到 你 的 袜 子." 希 碧 娜 说. " 你 一 定 就 没 穿 来," " 我 怎 么 可 能 没 穿 呢 ?" 托 马 斯 一 边 看 着 表 一 边 喊 叫 着. " 我 不 可 能 只 穿 一 只 袜 子 来 呀, 是 不 是 ?"
"It's not out of the question. You've ben very absentminded lately. Always rushing somewhere, looking at your watch. It wouldn't surprise me in the least if you forgot to put on a sock." " 这 也 不 是 不 可 能 发 生 的 事, 你 近 来 一 直 都 神 情 恍 惚. 总 是 来 去 匆 匆, 不 时 还 看 着 表. 如 果 说 你 忘 了 穿 只 袜 子, 我 一 点 也 不 奇 怪. "
He was just about to put his shoe on his foot. " It's cold out," Sabina said. " I 'll lend you one of my stockings." She handed him a long,white,fashionable,wide-net stocking. 他 正 要 光 着 脚 穿 鞋. " 外 面 很 冻 的, " 希 碧 娜 说. " 还 是 把 我 的 借 给 你 吧." 她 递 给 他 一 只 很 时 髦 的, 白 色 的, 带 有 宽 网 眼 的 长 袜.
He knew very well she was getting back at him for glancing at his watch while making love to her. She had hidden his sock somewhere. It was indeed cold out, and he had no choice but to take her up on the offer. He went home wearing a sock on one foot and a wide-net stocking rolled down over his ankle on the other. 他 彻 底 地 明 白 了, 由 于 在 做 爱 时, 偷 偷 地 看 表, 希 碧 娜 在 惩 罚 他. 她 一 定 把 袜 子 藏 在 哪 了. 外 面 确 实 很 冻. 不 得 已 ,也 只 有 勉 为 其 难 了. 他 就 这 样 一 个 脚 上 穿 着 袜 子, 而 另 一 只 脚 上 却 穿 着 那 个, 向 下 卷 到 脚 踝 的, 带 宽 网 眼 的 长 袜, 回 到 家 里.
He was in a bind: in his mistresses' eyes, he bore the stigma of his love for Tereza; in Tereza's eyes, the stigma of his exploits with the mistresses. 他 似 乎 是 被 束 于 一 种 胶 着 状 态 : 在 情 人 们 的 眼 里, 他 对 特 蕊 莎 的 爱 是 一 种 瑕 疵; 而 在 特 蕊 莎 的 眼 里, 他 在 情 人 间 的 所 为 是 一 种 耻 辱.
Words to live by: ZT
作者: 英子 发表日期: 2008-03-26
总有一些朋友经常寄一些鼓劢的Email,今天又收到一封,和朋友们分享一下.._
The first day of school our professor introduced himself and challenged us to get to know someone we didn't already know. I stood up to look around when a gentle hand touched my shoulder.
I turned around to find a wrinkled, little old lady beaming up at me with a smile that lit up her entire being.
She said, "Hi handsome. My name is Rose. I'm eighty-seven years old. Can I give you a hug?"
I laughed and enthusiastically responded, "Of course you may!" and she gave me a giant squeeze.
"Why are you in college at such a young, innocent age?" I asked.
She jokingly replied, "I'm here to meet a rich husband, get married, and have a couple of kids..."
"No seriously," I asked. I was curious what may have motivated her to be taking on this challenge at her age.
"I always dreamed of having a college education and now I'm getting one!" she told me.
After class we walked to the student union building and shared a chocolate milkshake.
We became instant friends. Every day for the next three months we would leave class together and talk nonstop. I was always mesmerized listening to this "time machine" as she shared her wisdom and experience with me.
Over the course of the year, Rose became a campus icon and she easily made friends wherever she went. She loved to dress up and she reveled in the attention bestowed upon her from the other students. She was living it up.
At the end of the semester we invited Rose to speak at our football banquet. I'll never forget what she taught us. She was introduced and stepped up to the podium. As she began to deliver her prepared speech, she dropped her three by five cards on the floor
Frustrated and a little embarrassed she leaned into the microphone and simply said, "I'm sorry I'm so jittery.. I gave up beer for Lent and this whiskey is killing me! I'll never get my speech back in order so let me just tell you what I know."
As we laughed she cleared her throat and began, "! We do not stop playing because we are old; we grow old because we stop playing.
There are only four secrets to staying young, being happy, and achieving success. You have to laugh and find humor every day. You've got to have a dream. When you lose your dreams, you die.
We have so many people walking around who are dead and don't even know it!
There is a huge difference between growing older and growing up.
If you are nineteen years old and lie in bed for one full year and don't do one productive thing, you will turn twenty years old. If I am eighty-seven ye ars old and stay in bed for a year and never do anything I will turn eighty-eight.
Anybody can grow older That doesn't take any talent or ability. The idea is to grow up by always finding opportunity in change. Have no regrets.
The elderly usually don't have regrets for what we did, but rather for things we did not do. The only people who fear death are those with regrets.
She concluded her speech by courageously singing "The Rose."
She challenged each of us to study the lyrics and live them out in our daily lives. At the year's end Rose finished the college degree she had begun all those years ago. One week after graduation Rose died peacefully in her sleep.
Over two thousand college students att ended her funeral in tribute to the wonderful woman who taught by example that it's never too late to be all you can possibly be.
When you finish reading this, please send this peaceful word of advice to your friends and family, they'll really enjoy it!
These words have been passed along in loving memory of ROSE.
REMEMBER, GROWING OLDER IS MANDATORY. GROWING UP IS OPTIONAL. < I> We make a Living by what we get, We make a Life by what we give.
God promises a safe landing, not a calm passage.
If God brings you to it, He will bring you th rough it.
"Good friends are like stars........You don't always see them, but you know they are always there.."
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作者: 英子 发表日期: 2008-03-26
总有一些朋友经常寄一些鼓劢的Email,今天又收到一封,和朋友们分享一下.._
The first day of school our professor introduced himself and challenged us to get to know someone we didn't already know. I stood up to look around when a gentle hand touched my shoulder.
I turned around to find a wrinkled, little old lady beaming up at me with a smile that lit up her entire being.
She said, "Hi handsome. My name is Rose. I'm eighty-seven years old. Can I give you a hug?"
I laughed and enthusiastically responded, "Of course you may!" and she gave me a giant squeeze.
"Why are you in college at such a young, innocent age?" I asked.
She jokingly replied, "I'm here to meet a rich husband, get married, and have a couple of kids..."
"No seriously," I asked. I was curious what may have motivated her to be taking on this challenge at her age.
"I always dreamed of having a college education and now I'm getting one!" she told me.
After class we walked to the student union building and shared a chocolate milkshake.
We became instant friends. Every day for the next three months we would leave class together and talk nonstop. I was always mesmerized listening to this "time machine" as she shared her wisdom and experience with me.
Over the course of the year, Rose became a campus icon and she easily made friends wherever she went. She loved to dress up and she reveled in the attention bestowed upon her from the other students. She was living it up.
At the end of the semester we invited Rose to speak at our football banquet. I'll never forget what she taught us. She was introduced and stepped up to the podium. As she began to deliver her prepared speech, she dropped her three by five cards on the floor
Frustrated and a little embarrassed she leaned into the microphone and simply said, "I'm sorry I'm so jittery.. I gave up beer for Lent and this whiskey is killing me! I'll never get my speech back in order so let me just tell you what I know."
As we laughed she cleared her throat and began, "! We do not stop playing because we are old; we grow old because we stop playing.
There are only four secrets to staying young, being happy, and achieving success. You have to laugh and find humor every day. You've got to have a dream. When you lose your dreams, you die.
We have so many people walking around who are dead and don't even know it!
There is a huge difference between growing older and growing up.
If you are nineteen years old and lie in bed for one full year and don't do one productive thing, you will turn twenty years old. If I am eighty-seven ye ars old and stay in bed for a year and never do anything I will turn eighty-eight.
Anybody can grow older That doesn't take any talent or ability. The idea is to grow up by always finding opportunity in change. Have no regrets.
The elderly usually don't have regrets for what we did, but rather for things we did not do. The only people who fear death are those with regrets.
She concluded her speech by courageously singing "The Rose."
She challenged each of us to study the lyrics and live them out in our daily lives. At the year's end Rose finished the college degree she had begun all those years ago. One week after graduation Rose died peacefully in her sleep.
Over two thousand college students att ended her funeral in tribute to the wonderful woman who taught by example that it's never too late to be all you can possibly be.
When you finish reading this, please send this peaceful word of advice to your friends and family, they'll really enjoy it!
These words have been passed along in loving memory of ROSE.
REMEMBER, GROWING OLDER IS MANDATORY. GROWING UP IS OPTIONAL. < I> We make a Living by what we get, We make a Life by what we give.
God promises a safe landing, not a calm passage.
If God brings you to it, He will bring you th rough it.
"Good friends are like stars........You don't always see them, but you know they are always there.."