英语翻译走在十字街头,望着来来往往与自己毫无关系的行人和车,看着它们如此的喧闹着,我知道它们是幸福的,但我却累了,很累,很累.于是我蹲在地上,用尽最后一斯力气握紧我的右手,这只曾

英语翻译走在十字街头,望着来来往往与自己毫无关系的行人和车,看着它们如此的喧闹着,我知道它们是幸福的,但我却累了,很累,很累.于是我蹲在地上,用尽最后一斯力气握紧我的右手,这只曾
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走在十字街头,望着来来往往与自己毫无关系的行人和车,看着它们如此的喧闹着,我知道它们是幸福的,但我却累了,很累,很累.
于是我蹲在地上,用尽最后一斯力气握紧我的右手,这只曾以为握住属于自己的幸福的右手,但是我的右手居然流下了伤心的眼泪,奇怪的是我的心却痛了,我松开了我的右手,放开这个似乎是不属于我的东西,我微笑着用我流着泪水的右手轻轻的擦去我脸上的泪水,当两种泪水融合在一起的时候,像是一把生锈带刺的刀直插心口,来回的抽动着,我的心再一次的痛了,痛的快要窒息的那种.
于是我只能用我庆幸的眼光盯着我的左手,我以为这次我的左手一定能握住些什么,我满心期待,喜悦.当幸福再次像雪花一样飘落在我眼前的时候,我出与本能,伸出左手接住幸福,当我接住幸福的那一瞬间,我突然感觉左手有一种钻心的痛,我又是出于本能赶紧放开了紧握着的左手,放开我仅有的幸福,还没有听到什么爱情的遗言,我的幸福就这样没有了.我慢慢打开我的左手,却发现我的左手不知什么时候沥出一道道血口,还不住的流着血,原来幸福是把锋利的剑,在握住那一瞬间,就已经把我仅剩的左手划的满手是伤,让我的左手失去了握住幸福的力气,此时此刻的我已经无法用脸上表情来描述此时此刻我的心情.麻木,沮丧,气愤都不足以表达.
十字街头的车和行人,还是来来往往着,它们也仍然幸福的嘈杂着,但我却悲哀了,还是蹲在地上,看看仍在流泪的右手,看看仍在流血的左手,这是不是已经说明我没有任何能抓住幸福的本能?我已经失去了拥有幸福的本能?我该如何释放我的悲哀?看着右手那样痛快的流着眼泪,但我自己却掉不出一滴眼泪,真的一滴也没有,我好羡慕.有时想想,似乎能放声的大哭出来,本来对于我就是一种幸福,可我连这个都没有!我只是感觉莫明的一阵眩晕.我想我似乎是晕倒了,因为我看见了天旋地转的夜空,我模糊的看到夜空中的星星也在嘲笑我的此时的悲哀,但是对我来说我却没有任何力气,任何表情来回应他们的讽刺,我想我是真的累了,我连闭上眼睛的力气都没有,我想我是不是应该就这么睁着眼睛在街头的吵闹声中睡着,可能是我真的累了~

英语翻译走在十字街头,望着来来往往与自己毫无关系的行人和车,看着它们如此的喧闹着,我知道它们是幸福的,但我却累了,很累,很累.于是我蹲在地上,用尽最后一斯力气握紧我的右手,这只曾
Walking at the crossing,watching the people and vehicles that have nothing to do with me coming and going.I see them busily moving around,I know they're happy,but I'm tired,really really tired.
So I squat down on the ground,and use the last bit of my strength to hold on to my right hand,the hand that once thought it had held on to happiness.But my right hand wept tears of sorrow,and strangely my heart started to ache.I let go of my right hand,this thing that didn't seem to belong to me.I smiled and used my teary right hand to wipe away the tears on my face.When the two kinds of tears combined together,it was like a rusty knife with pricks had stabbed into my heart,being pulled in and out.My heart began to hurt again,it hurt so much I couldn't breathe.
I could only hopefully stare at my left hand,I thought this time it would definitely grasp on to something,my heart was full of hope and joy.When happiness floated by like a crystal snowflake,out of instinct I reached out my left hand to grab it.The moment I held on to it,I felt a sharp pain in my left hand,and out of instinct I opened my hand and let go of the only happiness I had.I hadn't even heard words left by love,and my happiness was already gone.I slowly opened my left hand,and discovered slits that were not there before,seeping blood.I realized that happiness is a sharp dagger,the moment I held on to it,I had wounded my left hand,taking away it's strenght to grasp happiness.Right now I cannot use facial expressions to decribe my emotions.Numb,depressed,angry are all not enough.
The people and cars at the crossing are still coming and going,they are still bustling around,yet sadly I am still squatting on the ground,staring at my teary right hand,and my wounded left hand.Does this mean that I am unable to grasp on to happiness?I no longer have to right to have happiness?How am I going to let out my sadness?My right hand can weep,yet I cannot weep a single tear.To be able to cry is a happiness,but I can't even do that!I only feel dizzy all of a sudden.I think I fainted,because I saw the swirling night sky,I saw blurrily that the stars were jeering at my tragedy,but I had no more strength or expression to reply.I was really tired,to tired to even close my eyes.I wondered if I should just fall asleep on the busy street with my eyes open,maybe I was truly exhuasted...
累死我啦,不会只给20分这么少吧~