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1、英语专八翻译题型解析附译文2篇 专八翻译真题解析下面是我收集的英语专八翻译题型解析附译文2篇 专八翻译真题解析，欢迎参阅。英语专八翻译题型解析附译文1西洋人原委近乎白痴，什么事都只讲究脚踏实地去做，这样费劲气的勾当，我们聪慧的中国人，简直连牙齿都要笑掉了。西洋人什么事都讲究按部就班地渐渐动作来，从来没有平地登天的捷径，而我们中国人专走捷径，而走捷径的第一个法门，就是吹牛。吹牛是一件不行看轻的艺术，就如修辞学上不行缺少“张喻”一类的东西一样。像李太白什么“黄河之水天上来”，又是什么“白发三千丈”，这在修辞学上就叫做&ldqu

2、o;张喻”，而在不懂修辞学的人看来，就觉得李太白在吹牛了。Because of their earnest and down-to-earth approach to work, westerners are, in the eyes of Chinese smarties, next door to idiotic, They are being laughed at by Chinese smarties for the tremendous amount of energy they put into their activities.While westerners go

3、about whatever work they do methodically and patiently，never dreaming of reaching great heights in one step, we Chinese are always given to seeking a shortcut and regard the ability to boast as the master key to it.Boasting is an essential art of life just as hyperbole is an indispensable rhetorical

4、 figure.The Tang poet Li Bai’s famous lines “The Yellow River comes from the sky” and “My white hair of thirty thousand feet”，examples of hyperbole，which, to those who know little about the art of rhetoric，may sound like a gross exaggeration of the part of the poet.英语专八

5、翻译题型解析附译文2媲美林青一朵雪花的体态是轻快的，犹如六枚小银针，千针万线，给S高校校内绣出了合身的水晶外套。但是，正如童话世界也有缺陷一样，文史楼北墙畔一株年轻的龙柏，由于一夜风摧雪压，已经倾侧成30°斜角了。远处走来几个身背照相机的年轻人二其中那位穿黑呢外套的姑娘真美，一双亮晶晶杏核儿大眼，似湖?似星?谁也说不清，只惹得路人时常朝她张望。这群市高校生摄影协会会员打算捕获大自然赏赐的奇妙镜头，心情安逸地说笑着，慢慢地走近这棵倾斜的龙柏。“在文史楼前拍张雪景吧!”一个浑厚的男中音提议。“不，这棵龙柏被风雪压斜了，缺乏自然美。”姑娘那双纤

6、手朝不远处一指。“喏，到生物系的小植物园去，那儿不仅有龙柏，还有雪松、扁柏呢。”她的声波在清冽的空间扩散，像清甜的冰糖慢慢溶化。年轻人留下了一串无邪的笑声。又一个竹骨梅肌的青年出现在文史楼前，衣服右下摆隐隐可见斑驳的油画颜料污迹。他在观赏雪景之余，猛然发觉倾斜的龙柏，不满地轻声嘀咕：“搞环境爱护的同志真马虎，昨晚下那么大的雪，竟没来校内巡察，他们对美的统一性的被破坏负有间接的责任!”这位美术爱好者注视片刻，灵感的火花映亮心窗，他立即打开速写本，涅着炭精棒，勾画这棵龙柏的体态轮廓，打算回宿舍细心画一幅漫画，连画名也想好了，就叫做：一株龙柏的控诉。他

7、离去时缺憾地摇头叹息，眼波里抖动着一丝悲观的心情。微弱的阳光下，急匆忙地走来一个肩挎旧书包的青年工人，他是来旁听中文系选修课的。突然，一阵风吹拂龙柏树，扬起多数雪沫，洒在他头上、身上。青年工人仰脸看看那株龙柏.脚步放慢了，他一看手表立即加快步伐走去。一会，他带来一把铁锹、一截旧茅竹、橡皮带，手脚麻利地不停地劳作，那株倾斜的龙柏最终挺直了脊梁，牢牢地矗立在校内。上课铃声响了。他疾步如飞地向教室奔去!静谧。点点不同的.浅蓝色脚印留在雪地里，组合成一行行无人辨识的文字，隐藏着精致微妙的内涵。那株龙柏静静凝视着面前的雪地，仿佛苦心思索关于美的神奇的定义。参考译文BeautyLin QingSnowfl

8、akes are light, each having six tiny silver needles. Last night, they worked together to weave a well-fitted crystal outfit for the campus of S University. However, nothing is perfect, not even in a fairyland. 'Me young dragon cypress at the north wall of the Humanities Building was bent over at

9、 a 30 degree angle after the night’s snowstorm.Several students carne from a distance, each carrying a camera. Among them was a girl in a black wool overcoat. She was a real beauty, her almond-shaped eyes like pools of clear water or bright stars in the sky. It was hard to tell which they rese

10、mbled more, but she herself was certainly eye-catching!These members of the town's College Photographers Society had come out to capture the beautiful scenery endowed by nature. Laughing and talking merrily, they were approaching the leaning cypress."Let's take a shot just in front of t

11、he Building!" a rich baritone voice suggested."No, this cypress is bent by the storm and lacks natural beauty," the girl responded. Pointing to a place nearby, she proposed, "Why don't we go to the small garden they went, leaving their carefree laughter behind.Another slim yo

12、ung man appeared at the Building, his coat stained with paint somewhere down the right corner. In appreciation of the snow scene he suddenly caught sight of the bent cypress, lie grumbled to himself. "The gardeners were indeed very negligent. They didn't even come out to patrol the campus i

13、n such a heavy snow as last night's. They should he held partially responsible for the ruin of the harmonious beauty of nature." The amateur artist was staring at the bent cypress when inspiration flashed into his mind. He quickly opened his sketch book and drew an outline of the cypress wi

14、th his charcoal pen. He planned to develop the sketch into a cartoon, when he got back to the dormitory. He had even figured out a title for it, "A Cypress Complains.” He left with a sigh of sympathy for the bent tree and a flicker o# disappointment in his eyes.In the dim sunlight, a youn

15、g worker, with a worst bag on his shoulder, was hurrying to the Chinese Department to audit a selective course. All of a sudden a gust of wind blew over the bent cypress, shaking the overlaying snowflakes down onto the young man's head and shoulders. He looked up and noticed the tree. Then he sl

16、owed his steps, took a glance at his watch and hurried away.In a short while, he came back with a spade, an old bamboo stick and a piece of rubber hand. He worked with his deft hands on the bent cypress, until it was straight again. The bell for class was ringing and he dashed to the classroom.Silence reigned. Faint bluish footprints, of all shapes and sizes, farmed in the snow lines of illegible words with subtle implications. That cypress was quietly gazing at the snow, as if meditating on the mystery of beauty.