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July 22 Tht Torch Relay我的一位老师对青岛圣火传递的感想，借用一下
How will the torch go?
I think I won’t know. Pavements are paved twice. Rehearsals are performed thrice. A hundred times the orders come and go. How does the torch pass? I think I can’t guess. From early morning I awake, Sky turns cloudy from rainy Every crossing is watched by police. How is the torch going? I am waved aside by whooping and shouting. I hear China singing. Walt Whitman, I recall, the great poet I hear America singing. Beat! Beat! Drums! Blow! Bugles! Blow! How did the torches rush and dash? The students’ voices were coarse and hoarse. First they were said to leave the city in advance Then were ordered to stay put in campus to welcome the torch to pass. To shout with passion to jump with youth. How did you at last see the torch? Indeed, at the very moment I dropped my eyes and read on the library steps. Troubled by aching and vomiting, a pustule on my palate broken A mouthful of red blood I spat. |
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