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azhong wrote:I went hiking last Friday morning, a spontaneous activity as I woke up very spiritually[1] after a quite long sleep. The runaway nap started from the previous late afternoon. I guess I am experiencing my menopause as an ageing male, more easily getting tired at day. Being so energetically awake in such early hours was unusual to me; not even after I had finished my breakfast did the sun get up[2]. Riding on my bike then, I moved off eastward in the twilight. Streets lay deserted, wayside lights guarded on sentry duty dedicatedly[3] amid sleeping buildings, and ahead in the distance a chain of hills curved and spread in different deep grays.
azhong wrote:The shape of Taiwan is roughly leaf-like with adjoining mountain ranges going from north to south.
azhong wrote:The spine includes a list of one hundred mountains, the Baiyue (百嶽, literally “hundred mountain”), all over 3,000 meters in height, some of which challenging even for professional climbers.
azhong wrote:Far much easier then, there is another family named the Little Beiyue (小百嶽), all locatinged in the suburbs with easier traffic and more moderate routes, thus appropriate for ordinary people to hike.
azhong wrote:I went hiking last Friday morning, spontaneously, as I woke up very spiritedly after a quite long sleep. The runaway nap started from the previous late afternoon when the sky was still bright. I might be experiencing my menopause as an ageing male, more easily getting tired at day. Being so energetically awake in such early hours was unusual to me: The sun wasn’t even up after I had finished my breakfast already, taking my time very well.
azhong wrote:In the twilight I rode off on my bike off eastward. Streets lay deserted, wayside lights were still on sentry duty amid sleeping buildings and, after out downtown, ahead in the distance lay a chain of hills in different deep grays undulating and spreading.
azhong wrote:The shape of Taiwan is roughly leaf-like with mountain ranges near one another going from north to south along the center linerunning parallel from north to south. Out of the imposing spine the Baiyue were selected, one hundred featured mountains all over 3,000 meters in height, some of them challenging even for professional climbers. Far easier than that family, there is another named the Little Baiyue. These hundred peaks are all in the suburbs, their traffic more convenient and their routes more moderate; thus, they are more appropriate for ordinary people to spend time in on their days off.
The cafe was clean and light. The wooden tables shone from wiping; the wooden chairs with cotton seat surfaces were comfortable. Over the loudspeakers a piano jazz piece was playing, while an aroma of coffee and cookies was pervading in the air - the typical smell for most coffee shops. But Nick's snug coffee house had something else.linguoboy wrote:azhong wrote:The cafe was clean and light. The wood of the tables shone from wiping; the wooden chairs were carved and comfortable. Out from the loud-speakers it was playing a piece of piano jazz. Over the loudspeakers a piano jazz piece was playing. An aroma in the air, an aroma of coffee and cookies--that was the typical smell for most coffee shops. But Nick's small coffee house owned[5] something else.
azhong wrote:I was making an effort toon my homework, a writing passage, and John was playing his mobile game when our college roommate Lee returned after finishing his training hourspractice. Lee was a member of our varsity table tennis team. He slammed the door behind him and slumped down by his bed, taking his shoes and socks off.
“How many personspeople did you defeat today?” I asked, looking up from my computer screen.
“Zero, decidedly,” responded John promptly, snuggling on the couch and keeping staring at his mobile phone with his thumbs tapping it repeatedly.
azhong wrote:“On my way back, I passed the sports field,” said Lee, ignoring John’s teasing. “ I saw the varsity track and field team having their running trainingpractice.
“And you had a crush on a pretty girl among them and managed to get her LINE,” said John.
“Sadly not,” I said, joining John. “She diddoesn’t use LINE.”
“Damn it!” cursed John for losingas he lost his game. He looked up to Lee: “Why? You came back barefoot? Did you propose to that pretty girl with your socks?”
“I saw some of them cutting corners on curved tracks,” said Lee, halting for a seconds and then throwing his dirty socks into his plastic wash basin.
azhong wrote:“So? Did your pretty girl get punished by her coach, then?” said John. “Or did you get punished by your pretty girl?”
Lee responded nothing to John but just kept his words on.
Lee didn't respond to John and remained silent.
“It makes no sense to me at all to cut corners in training.”
“Agree,” I said. “It's sounds like me copypasting a passage aton my Facebook, and then claiming I wrote it from my memory.”
“Disagree,” said John. “It will win a large wad of Likes.”
“By the way, do you know any verb implying the notion of 'flying from side to side', the way a seabird usually does?” I asked.
“Also by the way, what are we going to have for dinner?” inquired John, stretching himself with a yawn. “I’m hungry.”
“Wait for me takingto take a shower first,” said Lee, tramping across toward the bathroom with his basin. “I am covered with sweat.”
“And you’ll buy our dinners in return,” said John.
linguoboy wrote:This makes no sense to me. Curved tracks don't have corners.azhong wrote:“I saw some of them cutting corners on curved tracks,” said Lee, halting for a seconds and then throwing his dirty socks into his plastic wash basin.
linguoboy wrote:azhong wrote:“So? Did your pretty girl get punished by her coach, then?” said John. “Or did you get punished by your pretty girl?”
Lee responded nothing to John but just kept his words on.
Lee didn't respond to John and remained silent.
“It makes no sense to me at all to cut corners in training.”
azhong wrote:linguoboy wrote:This makes no sense to me. Curved tracks don't have corners.azhong wrote:“I saw some of them cutting corners on curved tracks,” said Lee, halting for a seconds and then throwing his dirty socks into his plastic wash basin.
I can't find a felicitous phrase then. Could you please give me a term to remember that says something like "the runners didn't follow the curved tracks but run straight perfunctorily" if any? Thank you in advance.
azhong wrote:linguoboy wrote:azhong wrote:“So? Did your pretty girl get punished by her coach, then?” said John. “Or did you get punished by your pretty girl?”
Lee responded nothing to John but just kept his words on.
Lee didn't respond to John and remained silent.
“It makes no sense to me at all to cut corners in training.”
I've used the wrong punctuation, I guess.
1) Lee didn't respond to John as he went on, "it makes no sense...training."
2) Lee seemed too tired to respond John's boring teasing.
"It makes no sense... training," said Lee.
linguoboy wrote:azhong wrote:linguoboy wrote:This makes no sense to me. Curved tracks don't have corners.azhong wrote:“I saw some of them cutting corners on curved tracks,” said Lee, halting for a seconds and then throwing his dirty socks into his plastic wash basin.
I can't find a felicitous phrase then. Could you please give me a term to remember that says something like "the runners didn't follow the curved tracks but run straight perfunctorily" if any? Thank you in advance.
I still can't picture what you're describing. Collegiate runners in the USA typically practice on a curved running track which fits the contours of a stadium. There's no real way to run straight without following the curves on such a track. If you want to express that the runners were doing their exercises in a perfunctory fashion, I think you need to find another way to say that.
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