我握着她一手纤柔，由衷地感到诚意 。 每一句她说出的话，都似乎来自她 心灵的至深之处。 我忽地明白到，她 就 是 基地 战线的象征，代表着对这个缺乏和平，真诚和爱心时代的 某种逆 反。 但是现在总头目已是鹤鸣次身了，她会不会有所变化？ 她秋水盈盈的美目闪了闪，微笑道：“桥杰教授，请问我是否能荣幸地和你跳一次舞？” 我呆了一呆， 轻声 道： “ 尽管 我十分不懂 ，我还是很愿意奉陪。 ” 阿仙 轻笑： “ 我原也不懂，是我们的天才舞蹈家凤凰教 会 了我们， 关键是心法，只有节奏上加上随其自然的心法，就没有跳不出的舞。可惜世上很多时间只有舞蹈没有心法啊。 ” 她的话有种使人顺从信服的力量，我不由自主地随 同 刚奏起的音乐，和她进入舞蹈的天地 。 只是她那么强调心法，是不是有别的意思？ 大 家纷纷配对起舞 ，大 堂 里 的灯光转暗， 仿佛遗忘已久的 远古岁月 已经 复活。 搂着小姐 纤细 的腰 姿 ，另一手紧握她滑柔的纤手，低头刚好望到她微仰的俏脸，一时间 有白光在眼前闪耀， 小姐盈盈的目光直望进我的灵魂深处。 一种 复杂 的感觉从心底 升 起，那是一种因为没有真诚待 人 而感到羞惭的感觉 ，或者还有要去保护她而去拼搏生命的一种冲动 。 这是非常奇怪的，我十分震惊，阿仙的特异感知能力不在凤凰之下，作为最高领袖的信使，这是来自鹤鸣次身的信息吗？ 我痛苦得闭了闭眼睛。 Ihold hersoft hand,genuinelyfeelsincerity.Everyword sheutteredappeartocomefrom a deep en place ofherheart . I suddenly underst an d that sheis a symbolofbaseline; itstands forsomeopposition forthe erawhich lack s peace, sincerityandlove. Butnowthe highest headalready changesto He-M ing second , will shechange? Herfallwatersin e yestoflash and flash,withsmiling tosay: P rof.Chau J ie,couldyoupleasetellmewhether Icanhonortodancewithyou? Ispentastay,whispered: A lthoughIreallydonot knowdancing ,I'mstillwilling. A-Xian fairylaugh s :Idon'tunderstand before , but ourtalenteddancersphoenixhastaughtus,thekey isthe methodinsoul ,onlywiththepaceofart, withitsnatur e ,thereisnooutofdance.It'sapity t hatthereisalotoftimeonly exist dance without soulthinking . Convincing me obeyherwords as apower,Ijustplay a utomaticallyalongwiththemusic,andenterthedance heavens withher . Butj usthersostressed soulmethod ,isthere anyothermeaning? Peoplearedancing with pair,thelobbylightsturndark, asiflong-forgottenancienttimeshavebeenraised. H oldofthewaist,anotherhandclenchedhersmootha ndsoft hand ,slightlybackdownjusttoherface;atthat timethere is whitelight to shin emy eyes, herfull eyes light lookingstraightintomysoul. Acomplexfeelingrisingfromthebottomofmyheart, itisakindoffeelingashamedbecause Iam no t honest topeople ,orthere isapulse toprotecther and fight using life forher . Thisisverystrange,I am shocked,A -Xian 'sunique perception is not below that ofthephoenix .A s a messengerofthesupremeleader,is this theinformation from Ne-Mingsecond ?Ihavetoclosemyeyespain fully .
凤凰 开始热情地向我介绍基地战线到场的嘉宾，场面似乎十分火热。 总体感觉是基地的总体实力超出我原先的估计。 他们中间有些人 相 貌 奇特，实力可怕。假设我估计不错，他们都是城外 种 族 中特异功能的大师 。 例如一位被介绍为青青的青年， 别看年轻，却 皮肤 透出强烈生物辐射 ，身型非常硬朗，眼睛 隐含某种光泽， 我的感觉告诉我这人 具 有超乎常人的 生物电磁能。 还有位叫珊珊的娇柔姑娘，眼睛里的瞳孔是透明的，诱人的身体似乎柔弱得随时会倒下，可是在我的探察下，我发现她具有可怕的精神杀伤力量，几个强壮的战士都不是她的对手。 欢声笑语 的大堂 突然安静 下来 ， 在旁的学良叫道：“噢！ 阿仙 小姐来了。” 我循他的目光望去。 人 群象潮水般往两旁退开，露出一条小 径 。 尽 头所在处 ，一位白衣楚楚，亭亭玉立的女子正缓缓向我飘来。 我眼前一亮。我原以为在这里 除了蓝姑娘 再没有同凤凰相媲美的人 了 ，但现在才知道错了 , 阿仙完全是另外一种美。 尽管我曾听到过她与凤凰的对话，知道她的存在，还是被她的容颜所震惊。 乌黑的长发，晶莹般的脸庞，秋水盈盈的美目似薄雾掩绕下的明月，使人生起要爱惜她和保护她的冲动，令我想起了怡飞姑娘。 在我还 在发愣时， 她 已 轻飘到我面前，伸出友善的手，柔声道：“桥杰教授 你好 ，这里的人都 称 我 为阿仙。 ” Phoenix enthusiasticallyintroducedmeto the guests ofbaseline,sceneseemstobeveryhot. Theoverallfeelingis that the strengthof base is beyond myoriginalestimat ion . Someofthem seemtohave strangeandterriblepower. Ifmy estimat ion is notwrong , then theyallarethemasters of psychicpowers of the outside race. F orexample , ayouthguywho was introduced as Qing-Qing, althoughyoung, he hasastrongbiological radiationskin,bodyveryhale,eyeshiddensomeluster, myfeelingt ell methatthemanhasanunusualbiological electromagneticenergy. Also a girl named S han -Shan ,h er eyesofthepupil istransparent,invitingthebodyseemstobeweak willfallatanytime,butundermyexploration, Ifoundthatshehasaterriblepowerofthespirit to destructseveralstrongwarriors as heropponent s . Thelaughi ng andsingingin thelobbysuddenly are quiet down,alongside the Xue-Liang call : O h! M iss A -Xian iscoming . Ifollowedhisgaze.Peoplelikethetide tobackoff,revealingatrail. Where,attheendof thetrail, awhite,graceful girl is slowlyc o m ing tome. I feel shin ing atthemoment.Ithought , inadditionto thebluegirl , here nogirlcancompare withphoenix, butnowIjustknow Iam wrong,the A-Xian is anotherkindofbeauty. AlthoughIhadheardofherconversationwiththe orderofthephoenix,knowherexistence, however, Iamstill shockedbyher beauty . Blackhair,crystalface,the eyesfilling beautyof autumnwaterslike themoonsurroundby mistmask, which make s my impulseusing lifetoloveher andprotecther, and remindsme toremember theoverflygirl. WhenIstill stay ,shehas s light lyflaped tome andheld myhand friendly andsoftly: Hello, Prof.C hau J ie, IamA-Xiancalledby thepeoplehere.
Excerpt: 'I Remember Nothing: And Other Reflections' by Nora Ephron The Six Stages of E-Mail Stage One: Infatuation I just got e-mail! I can't believe it! It's so great! Here's my handle. Write me. Who said letter-writing was dead? Were they ever wrong. I'm writing letters like crazy for the first time in years. I come home and ignore all my loved ones and go straight to the computer to make contact with total strangers. And how great is AOL? It's so easy. It's so friendly. It's a community. Wheeeee! I've got mail! Stage Two: Clarification Okay, I'm starting to understand e-mail isn't letter-writing at all, it's something else entirely. It was just invented, it was just born, and overnight it turns out to have a form and a set of rules and a language all its own. Not since the printing press. Not since television. It's revolutionary. It's life-altering. It's shorthand. Cut to the chase. Get to the point. It saves so much time. It takes five seconds to accomplish in an e-mail something that takes five minutes on the telephone. The phone requires you to converse, to say things like hello and good-bye, to pretend to some semblance of interest in the person on the other end of the line. Worst of all, the phone occasionally forces you to make actual plans with the people you talk to to suggest lunch or dinner even if you have no desire whatsoever to see them. No danger of that with e-mail. E-mail is a whole new way of being friends with people: intimate but not, chatty but not, communicative but not; in short, friends but not. What a breakthrough. How did we ever live without it? I have more to say on this subject, but I have to answer an instant message from someone I almost know. Stage Three: Confusion I have done nothing to deserve any of this: Viagra!!!!! Best Web source for Vioxx. Spend a week in Cancn. Have a rich beautiful lawn. Astrid would like to be added as one of your friends. XXXXXXXVideos. Add three inches to the length of your penis. The Democratic National Committee needs you. Virus Alert. FW: This will make you laugh. FW: This is funny. FW: This is hilarious. FW: Grapes and raisins toxic for dogs. FW: Gabriel Garca Mrquez's Final Farewell. FW: Kurt Vonnegut's Commencement Address. FW: The Neiman Marcus Chocolate Chip Cookie recipe. AOL Member: We value your opinion. A message from Barack Obama. Find low mortgage payments, Nora. Nora, it's your time to shine. Need to fight off bills, Nora? Yvette would like to be added as one of your friends. You have failed to establish a full connection to AOL. Stage Four: Disenchantment Help! I'm drowning. I have 112 unanswered e-mails. I'm a writer imagine how many unanswered e-mails I would have if I had a real job. Imagine how much writing I could do if I didn't have to answer all this e-mail. My eyes are dim. My wrist hurts. I can't focus. Every time I start to write something, the e-mail icon starts bobbing up and down and I'm compelled to check whether anything good or interesting has arrived. It hasn't. Still, it might, any second now. And yes, it's true I can do in a few seconds with e-mail what would take much longer on the phone, but most of my e-mails are from people who don't have my phone number and would never call me in the first place. In the brief time it took me to write this paragraph, three more e-mails arrived. Now I have 115 unanswered e-mails. Strike that: 116. Glub glub glub glub glub. Stage Five: Accommodation Yes. No. Can't. No way. Maybe. Doubtful. Sorry. So sorry. Thanks. No thanks. Out of town. OOT. Try me in a month. Try me in the fall. Try me in a year. NoraE@aol.com can now be reached at NoraE81082@gmail.com. Stage Six: Death Call me. Excerpted from I Remember Nothing: And Other Reflections by Nora Ephron. Copyright 2010 by Nora Ephron. Excerpted by permission of Knopf Publishers. From the NPR: http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=131161208 As an adult, Ephron worked as a journalist. Later she made her own name in the movies, writing When Harry Met Sally and directing scripts of her own including Sleepless in Seattle and Julie Julia . More recently, the 69-year-old Ephron has been sharing reflections on aging, first in her book I Feel Bad About My Neck and now in a new collection called I Remember Nothing . In the latter, she spins stories on a potpourri of subjects: divorce, disdain for egg-white omelets, and most especially memory loss. Zuojun: Ephron is a very talented writer!
刚一坐下，顿时寒冷彻骨。周围景色瞬间变为一片银色，蓝黄色的世界化成了一个冰天雪地的寒冰世界 。 在逐渐强盛的雪芒反射下，眼前展现出远处气势磅礴的平原，更远处巨大的山脉重重叠叠，一座座如同刀刃般的山峰直插天际，在云雾缭绕中，给人一种如在梦中的感觉，太阳有气无力地散发着没有热量的苍白微光。 刚才还被蓝黄色热浪灼烧，转瞬间就变成了银色的冰冻，我心中一个声音在大声地叫着： “幻觉！所有的一切都是幻觉！ ” 起风了，狂风卷起了地上的银色，铺天盖地，打在脸上，犹如无数道闪光，却没有寒冷。那是一个光的海洋，气象万千。 突然在光的海洋中闪出一个熟悉仟细的人影。 她轻盈地跃起，乌黑的秀发飘散，流星般穿越在彩光的涟漪中。 “萍萍？ ” 我兴奋得整个人几乎都要炸裂了。忽地发觉自己飞浮了起来，于是我紧衔在她的后面拼命追去。 那仟细的人影突然悬空尽定在前方，缓缓转过身来，脸上带着迷人的微笑，一言不发。 我更加卖力地向前飞去，离得近了，看得清了。是萍萍！果然是萍萍！ 那风情万道的眼神，略带着一丝迷人微笑的嘴角，正是萍萍秀美的面貌。 “萍萍…… ” 我踉跄着，扑上来紧紧地抱住萍萍的身躯，激动的串串晶莹的泪珠，滚滚滑落，滑落在那艳丽的光的海洋之中。 “萍萍，我就知道你还爱着我，我知道我还会遇见你的！萍萍，你为什么现在才来找我啊？我好想你啊！ ” 我要放声大喊，三年来，说不尽的思念和哀痛都要在这一刻倾诉。 风儿啊，请将思念的悲痛轻轻带走；云儿啊，请将重逢的喜悦慢慢掩盖。 过了好久，我才停止了倾诉。擦去眼泪，展颜一笑，看着久别重逢的爱人。 轰然一震，如受雷击。我不敢相信地看着眼前的爱人。面庞依旧，眼神依旧，那嘴角的笑容也依旧。但是整个身体已经僵硬，如雪塑冰雕。 “ 萍萍，你怎么了？快说啊！萍萍，你到底怎么啦？ ” 我惊慌地推着萍萍，完全不知所措。萍萍的身体居然碎为万千点冰晶，从光的海洋中缓缓飘起，映着苍白的太阳，放射出绚丽的彩光。 “ 萍萍？萍萍？怎么会这样呢？不会的，萍萍！ ” 我泪流满面，拚命地叫着，极力伸出双手去抓取那些绚丽的彩光。 绚丽的彩光不断地扩散，光线反射，耀人双眼 , 将我团团围住。转瞬间，我就置身于一个五彩缤纷的世界了。 但是我浑然不觉，乍见萍萍的激动，骤然失去萍萍的痛苦，使我五内俱焚，眼前是一阵空白 …… Just sit down, suddenly cold bones. The surrounding scenery instantly turns into a silver color, and the blue-yellow world has become an icy world of ice and snow. With the reflection of the increasingly powerful light of snow, the plains in the distance are displayed in front of my eyes. In the distance, the huge mountains overlap. A mountain like a blade cuts into the sky, giving the impression of a kind of mist as in a dream, the sun glows weakly and has no calories. Just burned by the blue-yellow heat wave, and instantly became a silvery ice, a voice in my heart shouted loudly: It is illusion! All are the illusions! Windy, the wind rolled up the silver on the ground, overwhelming, hitting my face, as if countless road flashes, but no cold. It is a sea of light, spectacularly. Suddenly in the ocean of light flashed a familiar figure. She leaped lightly, her black hair fluttered, as if a meteor crossed in the ripples of color light. Ping Ping? I was so excited that the entire person almost burst. Suddenly found myself flying, so I was desperately chasing after her. That thin figure suddenly suspended to make stopping at the front place, then slowly turned her face with a charming smile, without uttering a word. I was even harder to move forward and flew to close proximity, and saw her clearly. Is Ping-Ping! Indeed she is Ping-Ping! Having thousands style in the eyes, bringing slightly charming smile with a hint of the mouth, it is Ping Ping beautiful appearance. Ping Ping…… I groaned, rushing to cling tightly to Ping Ping's body, excited strings of crystal tears, rolling down and falling in the bright light of the sea. Ping Ping, I know you still love me; I know I will still meet you! Ping Ping, why do you come to look for me until now? I really miss you! I completely open my shouting. Over the past three years, my untold miss and deep sorrow have seemed to all pour out at this moment. Ah the wind, please gently take away the grief of my thoughts; ah, cloud, please slowly cover up my joy of reunion. Having crossed a long time, I have stopped emotion. Wipe tears, exhibition face smile, looking at the lover that reunites after long separation. Shaking with a loud crash, striking by lightning, I do not dare to look at the lover by my eyes believing. Her face remains unchanged; the expression in her eyes remains unchanged, and already stiff, as a snow mould with ice carving. Ping Ping, what's the matter with you? Say quickly! Ping Ping, how are you? I am panic to push Ping Ping, completely at a loss. Ping Ping body actually breaks into millions of point’s ice, and slowly arising from the light ocean, shining vague shapes of pale sun, and radiating brilliant phototherapy. “Ping Ping? Ping Ping? How is this possible? No, Ping Ping!” I burst into tears and cry desperately with strongly stretching out my hands to grab those brilliant phototherapy. The brilliant light constantly splendidly spreads, light reflection, stunning eyes, are surrounded me. An instant, I am exposure to a colorful world. But I am unaware, the excitement due to seeing Ping Ping and the pain of sudden loss of Ping Ping enable my inside to burn, then my eyes are blank a while ... ... Moretextgoeshere.
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