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我喜欢看我爸爸绘画I loved to watch my father paint. 我喜欢在他画画时和他聊天Or really, I loved to hear him talk while he painted. 这样我更加了解我爸爸I learned a lot about my dad that way. 他和我聊各式各样的事情He told me all sorts of things. 比如他怎么找到一份运输干草的工作,比如他后悔自己没有完成大学学业...like how he got his first job delivering hay and how hed wished hed finished college. 有天，他出人意料地问Then one day he surprised me. 你和对门那个布莱斯是怎么回事啊？Whats going on with you and, uh, Bryce Loski? 朱莉：啊？什么怎么回事啊？没什么啊What do you mean? Nothing. 父：哦，那就好，是我想多了Oh, okay.My mistake. 朱莉：你为什么这么想？Why would you even think that? 父：没什么，只是你成天把他挂在嘴边No reason.Just that you...talk about him all the time. 朱莉：我有吗？I do? 父：是啊Mm-hm. 朱莉：我不知道I dont know. 我想是因为他那双眼睛，或者是他的微笑I guess its something about his eyes.Or maybe his smile. 父：那他这个人如何？But what about him? 朱莉：什么？What? 父：你必须看到整体You have to look at the whole landscape. 朱莉：什么意思？What does that mean? 父：一幅画可不仅仅是它各个部分的简单组合A painting is more than the sum of its parts. 一头牛只是一头牛A cow by itself is just a cow. 草地只是一片长满青草和花朵的土地A meadow by itself is just grass, 透过树枝的阳光，也不过是一束光线而已And the sun peeking through the trees is just a beam of light. 但是你将它们组合在一起But you put them all together... 却美的不可思议and it can be magic. 爸爸的话，我一知半解I didnt really understand what he was saying 直到有一天下午，我在那棵梧桐树上 until one afternoon...when I was up in the sycamore tree. 当时我是想取一个风筝I was rescuing a kite. 风筝挂在很高的树上，我从未爬到那么高的地方It was a long way up,higher than Id ever been. 我爬得越高，风景就越发曼妙迷人And the higher I got,the more amazed I was by the view. 我感觉可以嗅到微风的芬芳，就像阳光和野草I began to notice how wonderful the breeze smelled.Like sunshine and wild grass. 我忍不住深呼吸I couldnt stop breathing it in... 让肺中充盈着我有生以来最美好的气息filling my lungs with the sweetest smell Id ever known. 从那一刻起，那里就成为我最喜欢的地方From that moment on,that became my spot. 我可以坐在树上几个小时I could sit there for hours, 看着这个世界just looking out at the world. 有时候，日落是粉红或紫色，Some days the sunsets would be purple and pink. 有时候，橙色的余辉点燃地平线的晚霞And some days they were a blazing range...setting fire to the clouds