As our eyes caught, my heart fluttered a little and I grinned in her direction.
正如我们的眼睛发现，我的心有点飘扬，我笑着在她的方向。
I asked God. My heart fluttered. There was no pain, only a beat that interrupted me yet again.
我问上帝，心在怦怦的跳动，感觉不到疼痛，只是它的跳动再次打断了我的思想。
My heart fluttered. There was no pain, only a beat that interrupted me yet again. This is impossible, I thought.
我的心跳加快起来，不是因为痛，只是“嘣”，“嘣”，“嘣”，一声声的心跳再次打断我的宁静。
And as the pages fluttered by, the ragged 50-cent paperback shook my conscience, broke my heart, and took me into its landscape forever.
当书页随风翻动时，这本五十美分的破旧平装书触动了我的良知，击碎了我的心灵，带我走进了书中的社会景象，直到永远。
At that moment, I was in my heart, I told myself: silence is a proud member of the Chinese young pioneers, I want to add the brightness of comitys fluttered a pen!
那一刻，我们便在心底默默告诫自己：我是一名光荣的中国少年先锋队队员，我要为飘扬的队旗添上光辉的一笔！
At that moment, I was in my heart, I told myself: silence is a proud member of the Chinese young pioneers, I want to add the brightness of comitys fluttered a pen!
那一刻，我们便在心底默默告诫自己：我是一名光荣的中国少年先锋队队员，我要为飘扬的队旗添上光辉的一笔！
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