生活用品英语是articles for daily use。

articles

音标：英[?ɑ?t?klz] 美[?ɑrt?k?lz]

释义：

n. (报刊上的)文章，论文，报道; (协议、契约的)条款，项; 物件，物品(尤指整套中的一件);

短语搭配：

例句：

1、After?that?we?go?to?buy?some?articles?for?daily?use.?

紧接着我们去买了一些日常生活用品。

2、Articles?for?daily?use?containing?inflammable?substance?may?be?carried?in?limited?quantity.?

对含有易燃物质的生活用品实行限量携带。

3、After?that?we?go?to?buy?some?articles?for?daily?use.?

紧接着我们去买了一些日常生活用品。

请英语高手进来翻译下这篇散文，有急用~

1、don't know what I do now is right, those are wrong, and when I finally Laosi when I know these. So I can do now is to try to do well in everything, and then wait to die a natural death.Sometimes I can be very happy to talk to everyone, can be very presumptuous, but no one knows, it is but very deliberatelycamouflage, camouflage; I can make him very happy very happy, but couldn't find the source of happiness, just giggle.中文：我不知道我现在做的哪些是对的,那些是错的,而当我终于老死的时候我才知道这些.所以我现在所能做的就是尽力做好每一件事,然后等待着老死.有时候我可以很开心的和每个人说话,可以很放肆的,可是却没有人知道,那不外是伪装,很刻意的伪装；我可以让自己很快乐很快乐,可是却找不到快乐的源头,只是傻笑.

2、If not to the sun for smiling, warm is still in the sun there, but wewill laugh more confident calm; if turned to found his own shadow, appropriate escape, the sun will be through the heart,warm each place behind the corner; if an outstretched palm cannot fall butterfly, then clenched waving arms, given power; if I can't have bright smile, it will face to the sunshine, and sunshine smile together, in full bloom.中文：如果不向太阳索取微笑,温暖仍在太阳那里,但我们会笑得更加自信从容；如果转过身去发现了自己的影子,适当的躲让,阳光便可穿越心灵,温暖每一处身后的角落；如果摊开的掌心不能点落蝴蝶,那就紧握成拳挥动臂膀,给予力量；如果我不能够微笑得灿烂,那就将脸投向灿烂的阳光,与阳光一起微笑,烂漫.

3、Time is like a river, the left bank is unable to forget the memories, right is worth grasp the youth, the middle of the fast flowing, is the sad young faint. There are many good things, buttruly belong to own but not much. See the courthouse blossom,honor or disgrace not Jing, hope heaven Yunjuanyunshu, has no intention to stay. In this round the world, all can learn to use a normal heart to treat all around, is also a kind of realm!中文：岁月就象一条河,左岸是无法忘却的回忆,右岸是值得把握的青春年华,中间飞快流淌的,是年轻隐隐的伤感.世间有许多美好的东西,但真正属于自己的却并不多.看庭前花开花落,荣辱不惊,望天上云卷云舒,去留无意.在这个纷绕的世界里,能够学会用一颗平常的心去对待周围的一切,也是一种境界!

4、Swim, let nature cleanse your heart; read, let the words warmyour stillness; keep a raise, let free conditioning your exhaustion; put out of your mind, let things. Fun, let laughteraround your heart; sing, let the song express your memories; let a let, let pass to retain your tolerance; say, let you unlock your doubts; look, let the distance from your hope.中文：游一游,让自然荡涤你的心胸；读一读,让文字温馨你的沉静；养一养,让清闲调理你的疲惫；放一放,让琐事跳出你的脑海.乐一乐,让笑语缠住你的心窝；唱一唱,让歌声表达你的回忆；让一让,让狭路留住你的宽容；说一说,让知己解开你的疑惑；望一望,让远方捎来你的希望.

5、The sun, not only from the sun, but also from our hearts. Have a heart of the sun, can see the bright side of the world; there is sunshine in the heart, with the wrong people heart to heart; the heart of sunshine, even in a sad day, will retain the warmth andenthusiasm; the heart of sunshine, can improve the quality of life. Self-confidence, tolerance, give, love, gratitude, let the heart of the sun, illuminate the little drops of life, the heart of the sun, the sun makes the fate.中文：阳光,不只来自太阳,也来自我们的心.心里有阳光,能看到到世界美好的一面；心里有阳光,能与有缘的人心心相映；心里有阳光,即使在有遗憾的日子,也会保留温暖与热情；心里有阳光,才能提升生命品质.自信、宽容、给予、爱、感恩吧,让心里的阳光,照亮生活中的点点滴滴,阳光的心,造就阳光的命运.

6、Childhood is a cup of coffee, drink a people lead a person to endless aftertastes; childhood is a book, each page is a record of our hours of the passions; childhood is a cup of tea, after drinking, the mouth is also revealing the sweet taste; childhood is a painting, we have a colorful life picture. An insect, a toy, a discovery, a quarrel. Not worth mentioning are full ofhappiness, the pursuit of dreams and. Childhood innocence,unforgettable years.中文：童年是一杯咖啡,喝着让人回味无穷；童年是一本书,每一页都记录着我们小时的喜怒哀乐；童年是一杯茶,喝完后,嘴里还流露着甘甜的味道；童年是一幅画,画里有我们五彩的生活.一只昆虫,一个玩具,一次发现,一场争执……微不足道却饱含着我们的快乐、梦想和追求.童年是纯真、难忘的岁月.

7、Sometimes you dream to be a kind of happiness, sometimes the dream is also a kind of happiness; sometimes is a kind of happiness, sometimes the loss is also a kind of happiness;sometimes success is a kind of happiness, sometimes failure is also a kind of happiness. Sometimes the rich is a kind of happiness, sometimes poverty is also a kind of happiness. "Not happy" today, now can not be "happy", while it may be tomorrow or later become "happiness"!中文：有时你的梦想达到是一种幸福,有时梦想破灭也是一种幸福；有时得到是一种幸福,有时失去也是一种幸福；有时成功是一种幸福,有时失败也是一种幸福.有时富有是一种幸福,有时贫穷也是一种幸福.“不幸福”今天或者现在不能成为“幸福”,而明天或者以后却可能变成“幸福”!

8、Sometimes when we don't want to work, sometimes will suddenlywant to drink, sometimes you want to travel alone, sometimes you want to get married. There are so many thoughts in our minds, but just think about it. Perhaps we really need some courage, for some sudden ideas to try. Maybe, it will give you a big surprise!中文：有时候突然就不想工作了,有时候会突然想要喝几杯,有时候会想要独自旅行,有时候就想结婚了……我们的脑子里有那么多的念头,可是仅仅只是想想而已.或许我们真的需要一些勇气,为一些突然蹦出的念头而尝试一下.也许,它会带给你惊喜!

呵，稍微有点长。

Will he still cry buckets of remorseful tears, after many and many years, perhaps on a raining evening, when he recalls the journey to Henan he's made at the age of twenty? He can hardly forget sitting there alone in a tiny hotel. He looked into the blank mirror before him and wiped softly the tears in his eyes. Then he saw himself in the mirrow: a nameless, hoary-heaed man with a sallow face. No one can ever defy time: if time runs backwards into the years, we'd still see the signs of youth were once so vivided written on his face. But now, what's happened in the passage of time only leaves us a fleeting glance. Years and years eclipsed upon generations after generations, and then, one brilliant face is brought forward to our eyes by the howling winds of eternity, and became an emblem for the sorrows of time.

He still remembers the days spent on the streets of Shangqiu City where no one knew him nor did any one care about him. He walked listlessly on days and nights.

The tiny city is situated on North China Plain. It's suqare-shaped but poorly maintained, garbages were seen in every corner.

When he realized that what had met his eyes were poles apart from what he had dreamed of, he embarked on a spiritual journey to get his soul hardened.

In the Mangshan Scenic Park, he met a maintenance granny who offered a special offer: taking a free ride together with her on her way home. His emotions were easily touched by the favor.

He visited the Iron Pagoda Park of Kaifeng City on a raining evening. At the moment all the visitors had left, leaving him alone to stare at the vacant swing. The swing drfited slightly in the gentle evening wind, just like him drifting in the whirls of life. Pains crept on his mind, he felt like gathering all the grass dews under his feet to shower on his burning mental sores.

With the passage of years of time, he had been well acquainted with loneliness: walking alone, dining alone, and even travelling alone. However, he still couldn't suffer the loneliness and pains.

When he once again looked at the girl's photo that he had examined for numerous times, he was reminiscent of what he felt half a year ago when he first received this photo: the girl was not good-looking. But why, then, he defied all difficulties to get on the train heading for Henan? Simply because he needed an outlet to release the feelings that he had supressed for years? What's the reason: in the name of love, in the pursuit of youth, or in the excuse of being yong? Now it does not necessary for him to get a definite answer. Youth is only sparkling when one is young. No matter shine or rain, no matter whether there will eventually be a rainbow for him, at least he once tried fearlessly to sparkle!

He would still walk with ease at spring time in the forest to enjoy morning bird songs. He would still sit in summer at noon-time under luxuriant trees with a tea at hand. He would still stand alone in his courtyard where autumn leaves flutter to fall. He would still recall and weep on the past in his cold cottage at winter time.

Time plays different pieces of music in different reasons. What he does is to stay silent against the vast expanse of solitude. The mist of spring can not drown him, the boiling hot of summer can not deter him, the golden dusky sun rays can not distract him, and the boundless snow fall in winter can not dazzle him. All the seasons are the pulsations of time which he can grasp and feel, and comprehend the mellowness contained within.

She's left, left with the last leaf on his mind.

He is also leaving, but he'll take all the autumn leaves with him.

Boiling tears sizzle against cold rain drops. The fury in his blood can not longer stay harnessed. In the heart-broken cries and rain-striken dusks, he is forever lost in sad memories.

He feels as if he's returned back to his 18th birthday. By then he had suspended his studies for several months. The air of late April still made him shiver from time to time. He was sitting alone in his tiny room, waiting for the footnotes of mid-night. Each single minute tortured him with endless waiting. Although his parents prepared him a delcious feast on that day, but at midnight he still left an awkward lyric secretly on a piece of paper:

The bell strikes midnight

Sound and fury no longer exist

I carefully taste this moment of mine

My tears fall in a thousand drops,

alighting the multi-colored birthday cake before my eyes