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azhong wrote:S1)Being hungry, he walked away.
(Because he was hungry, he walked away (to dine).)
S2)Hungry, he walked away.
(In the state of being hungry, he walked away (for next meeting, maybe).)
azhong wrote:S3)Listening to the music, he was playing the computer game.
(In the state of listening to the music, he was playing the computer game.)
S4)Having listened to the music over, he gave comments on it to us.
(In the state of …)
azhong wrote:S5)Having being listening to the music when I visited him, he was less interested to chat with me.
(In the state of …)
azhong wrote:S6)*Being listening to the music, he didn’t hear the baby cry.
(Because he was listening to the music, he didn’t hear the baby cry.)
Q1: S6 is ungrammatical, where “being” should be left out, I guess? Is it possible then to make grammatical sentences started with “Being listening to” instead of “listening to” or “having being listening to”?
azhong wrote:S7)Hearing my calling, he glanced up.
(In the state of hearing my calling, he glanced up.)
azhong wrote:S8)Because hearing my calling, he glanced up.
Q2: What’s the subtle differences between S7 and S8?
azhong wrote:S5’)Having been listening to the music when I visited him, he was less interested to chat with me.
azhong wrote:linguoboy wrote:azhong wrote:S7)[i]Hearing my calling...
I am going to change “my calling” for “my voice” and then ask the same question again.
S7’)Hearing my voice, he glanced up.
S8-1)Because of hearing my voice, he glanced up.
S8-2) When hearing my voice, he glanced up.
What are the subtle differences between S7 and S8-1 and S8-2 respectively? S7 can seemingly imply either of them to me.
azhong wrote:linguoboy wrote:azhong wrote:Hearing the customers’ chuckles escalating into chortles, Nick glanced up out the corner of his eyes in and in time to see, over the coffee mill, he saw in time...
To make sure, is S2 less proper than S1? If yes, why then? (BTW, S2 is grammatical, right?)
S1)Hearing the voice, Nick glanced up in time to see it.
S2)*Hearing the voice, Nick glanced up and saw it in time.
azhong wrote:(A practice by rewriting my earlier passage.)
Hearing the customers’ chuckles escalating into chortles, Nick glanced up out the corner of his eyes. Over the coffee mill, he saw the less muscular of the two was swinging his fist toward his buddy. Although stronger, the hit one neither ducked nor defended; he accepted his punishment with glee by just sitting straight. Not a solid punch it was, naturally: The fist palpably sped down as it approached. And not even when Nick, smiling, drew his attention back to his chores finally was the fist separated from the cheek it had been sticking to after its playful blow. The soapy forks and mugs clinked, much more softly than the way rods and bats collided in a gang fight.
Again, Voldemort looked up at the slowly revolving body as he went on, “I shall attend to the boy in person. There have been too many mistakes where Harry Potter is concerned. Some of them have been my own. That Potter lives is due more to my errors than to his triumphs.”
The company around the table watched Voldemort apprehensively, each of them, by his or her expression, afraid that they might be blamed for Harry Potter’s continued existence. Voldemort, however, seemed to be speaking more to himself than to any of them, still addressing the unconscious body above him.
“I have been careless, and so have been thwarted by luck and chance, those wreckers of all but the best-laid plans. But I know better now. I understand those things that I did not understand before. I must be the one to kill Harry Potter, and I shall be.”
azhong wrote:(My practice, mainly to write the sentences I've read from my memory.)
Not a word since I entered had he said but just lookinged up, a hanging fan revolving there[*]. ByJudging from his expression, he was thoughtful.
“What are you thinking about?” I asked.
“I shall attend to that boy in person,” he said. “ There have been too many mistakes where Potter is concerned. Some of them have been my own. The fact of his continued existence is due more to my errors than to his triumphs.”
“Who is Potter?”
“I have been careless, and so thwarted by luck and chance, those wreckers of all but the best-laid plans,” he seemed to speak to himself more than reply to me, his eyes kept staring at the fan above him. “But now I have understood what I didn’t understand before. I must be the one to kill Potter. And I shall be.”
“Stop saying such nonsensical things; not a word can I figure out. You are probably too tired. Now take some good rest, and I will soon come to visit you again.”
azhong wrote:(Are the lastest passage really so jarring? May I ask where the jar is? Almost all the words said by "he" are entirely borrowed from Ms. Rowling, the words of Vordemolt in chapter 1, HP7.)Again, Voldemort looked up at the slowly revolving body as he went on, “I shall attend to the boy in person. There have been too many mistakes where Harry Potter is concerned. Some of them have been my own. That Potter lives is due more to my errors than to his triumphs.”
The company around the table watched Voldemort apprehensively, each of them, by his or her expression, afraid that they might be blamed for Harry Potter’s continued existence. Voldemort, however, seemed to be speaking more to himself than to any of them, still addressing the unconscious body above him.
“I have been careless, and so have been thwarted by luck and chance, those wreckers of all but the best-laid plans. But I know better now. I understand those things that I did not understand before. I must be the one to kill Harry Potter, and I shall be.”
linguoboy wrote:Now for the dangling participle: "a hanging fan revolving there" just feels detached from the rest of the sentence. Why is it even being mentioned? Is Voldemort looking at it? I guess he must be because later you say "his eyes kept staring at the fan above him". If that's the case, then simply say as much: "but just looked up at a hanging fan revolving there".
As their eyes grew accustomed to the lack of light, they were drawn upward to the strangest feature of the scene: an apparently unconscious human figure hanging upside down over the table, revolving slowly as if suspended by an invisible rope, and reflected in the mirror and in the bare, polished surface of the table below. None of the people seated underneath this singular sight were looking at it except for a pale young man sitting almost directly below it. He seemed unable to prevent himself from glancing upward every minute or so.
azhong wrote:Hearing the customers’ chuckles escalating into chortles, Nick glanced up out the corner of his eyes. Over the coffee mill, he saw the less muscular of the two was swinging his fist toward his buddy. Although stronger, the buddy neither ducked nor defended; he accepted his punishment with glee by just sitting straight. Not a solid punch, naturally; the fist palpably slowed down as it approached. Then, not being withdrawn at once, it was holdheld against its target, the buddy’s cheek, for quite a while. Smiling at the playful intimacy, Nick drew back to his chores. The soapy forks and mugs clinked again, much more softly than the way rods and bats collided in a gang fight.
azhong wrote:(A self-emended version: the first paragraph.)
He got off the bed in spirit; the bed was soft and clean. Walking to the French window in the dim light from behind the heavy curtain, which he drew apart and an influx of the soft morning light brightened his hotel pajama, the simple furniture of the room and its tidiness. Looking out of the window, there was a pretty scene: a huge jade-green lake surmounted by hills and mountains afar in front which overlapped one another, and were all covered by carpets of trees.
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