#pulp[超话]##Jarvis Cocker# #Russell Senior# #Candida Doyle# #Nick Banks# #pulp#
19880809 The Day That Never Happened at the Leadmill
这是pulp的黑暗时期，是Jarvis搬去伦敦前的最后一场live，而Russell的女友就在演出前三天生产了。
Russell为这场演出做了很大很大努力，可是事情就是不顺利，状况百出，比如本来该在大屏幕上播放的视频，最终只能用小电视放，而干冰状况很糟糕导致Russ直接滑倒在舞台上。
这场过后，Pulp成员异地，形同解散。
（那个时候Russ很痴迷锡纸，“很丑的设备用锡纸一包也不错”）
19880809 The Day That Never Happened at the Leadmill
这是pulp的黑暗时期，是Jarvis搬去伦敦前的最后一场live，而Russell的女友就在演出前三天生产了。
Russell为这场演出做了很大很大努力，可是事情就是不顺利，状况百出，比如本来该在大屏幕上播放的视频，最终只能用小电视放，而干冰状况很糟糕导致Russ直接滑倒在舞台上。
这场过后，Pulp成员异地，形同解散。
（那个时候Russ很痴迷锡纸，“很丑的设备用锡纸一包也不错”）
忽然觉得Grimes和Azealia Banks两人很有趣
Grimes去年来中国吃了顿火锅 Azealia Banks也跟着来深圳工业园开唱
Grimes14号确定新单发布 Azealia Banks也在当天确定新专发布
两位神婆极具个人特性 且能同时感知东方力量召唤 时常发布神秘言论就是不发新歌 吊人胃口 当有男人出现在她们之间时 都以令人意想不到的手段被除掉
(写着写着怎么感觉在写CP？[疑问]
Grimes去年来中国吃了顿火锅 Azealia Banks也跟着来深圳工业园开唱
Grimes14号确定新单发布 Azealia Banks也在当天确定新专发布
两位神婆极具个人特性 且能同时感知东方力量召唤 时常发布神秘言论就是不发新歌 吊人胃口 当有男人出现在她们之间时 都以令人意想不到的手段被除掉
(写着写着怎么感觉在写CP？[疑问]
【汉译英欣赏】金庸《射雕英雄传》
第一回“风雪惊变”第一段：
钱塘江浩浩江水，日日夜夜无穷无休的从两浙西路临安府牛家村边绕过，东流入海。江畔一排数十株乌柏树，叶子似火烧般红，正是八月天时。村前村后的野草刚起始变黄，一抹斜阳映照之下，更增了几分萧索。两株大松树下围着一堆村民，男男女女和十几个小孩，正自聚精会神的听着一个瘦削的老者说话。
THE QIANTANG RIVER STRETCHES FROM THE WEST, WHERE ITS waters swell day and night, past the new imperial capital of Lin’an and the nearby Ox Village, on to the sea in the east. Ten cypresses stand proudly along its banks, their leaves red like fire. A typical August day. The grasses are turning yellow beneath the trees and the setting sun is breaking through their branches, casting long, bleak shadows. Under the shelter of two giant pine trees, men, women and children have gathered to listen to a travelling storyteller.
第一回“风雪惊变”第一段：
钱塘江浩浩江水，日日夜夜无穷无休的从两浙西路临安府牛家村边绕过，东流入海。江畔一排数十株乌柏树，叶子似火烧般红，正是八月天时。村前村后的野草刚起始变黄，一抹斜阳映照之下，更增了几分萧索。两株大松树下围着一堆村民，男男女女和十几个小孩，正自聚精会神的听着一个瘦削的老者说话。
THE QIANTANG RIVER STRETCHES FROM THE WEST, WHERE ITS waters swell day and night, past the new imperial capital of Lin’an and the nearby Ox Village, on to the sea in the east. Ten cypresses stand proudly along its banks, their leaves red like fire. A typical August day. The grasses are turning yellow beneath the trees and the setting sun is breaking through their branches, casting long, bleak shadows. Under the shelter of two giant pine trees, men, women and children have gathered to listen to a travelling storyteller.
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