这是交给学校的课业,英文写的,雷者自行绕道。
有很多字呢被百度和谐了。
若之间写【和谐】,就是分隔两个字。例如Lipѕ. |【和谐】|Blood(因为ѕ【和谐】B被和谐了)
若之间写【同一字】,就是同一个字却被百度和谐。例如ѕ|【同一字】|mile(因为ѕ【和谐】m被和谐了)
於是麻烦大家了。
Background Music ( you can listen to it while reading this story) : Nirvana – Lounge Act
Drums and guitars shrieked in the silence. The ringtone of Skull’s phone rang in a sudden with a loud bang just like an exploding bomb. The man lying on the sofa answered the phone. His eyes were half-opened in a half-asleep mode.
“5,000,000,” the man said.
“The price is too high. Lower it to 4,500,000.”
“5,000,000.”
“C’mon man…”
Lark hung up the phone before the man had spoken anything more. He threw the phone back to Skull, then lied down and closed his eyes. Skull was standing next to him. He sat on the edge of the sofa, looking at black haired Japanese man, ѕ【同一字】miling but also frowning. He told Lark that there was no use being so tough.
Lark didn’t give a response. Skull looked out of the window. Snowflakes were landing on the earth just like the feathers on angels’ wings coming off. He, a member of mafia, was not ashamed of his own dirtiness. He tidied hiѕ blue hair then put his leather jacket on. His army boots knocked on the floor in a regular rhythm. Footsteps were not been heard by Lark anymore until he was outside the room.
Chapter 1.
You liked to ѕ【同一字】mile with a dirty look on your face. Your eyebrows were blue, your hair waѕ blue. You were born to be a weirdo. You looked good, really good. You had a nice nose. You also had nice eyes although the right one was red. Your lips looked good even though Christmas’ arid weather tore the skin on your lipѕ. Blood oozed through the pink flesh like a river.
You were quite interested in that Japanese man, huh? That was pretty obvious.
You stood next to Lark all the time. You liked to observe his every movement. You tend to talk to him every second if he was next to you. Your mouth just couldn’t stop spitting out words even though he didn’t give a response.
Someone once said that you were a homosexual. You asked that guy, why not? The man looked at you with disgust on his face. You didn’t pay a tiny bitsy bit of attention on that guy.
You turned around and looked at Lark. He was repairing his guns and weapons. The humidity went through his hair when wind blew. He looked up and realized that you were looking at him. He glanced at you and then he continued repairing his weapons. You weren’t disappointed just because of his reaction but you seemed to be pissed off.
You lent your phone to Lark just a while ago. He received a call from a Chinese. The Chinese said that he would like to buy the weaponѕ but he demanded a lower price. Lark didn’t deal with it. He threw you back the phone and ignored your existence. You looked out of the window for five seconds or less, then you left Lark’s department.
有很多字呢被百度和谐了。
若之间写【和谐】,就是分隔两个字。例如Lipѕ. |【和谐】|Blood(因为ѕ【和谐】B被和谐了)
若之间写【同一字】,就是同一个字却被百度和谐。例如ѕ|【同一字】|mile(因为ѕ【和谐】m被和谐了)
於是麻烦大家了。
Background Music ( you can listen to it while reading this story) : Nirvana – Lounge Act
Drums and guitars shrieked in the silence. The ringtone of Skull’s phone rang in a sudden with a loud bang just like an exploding bomb. The man lying on the sofa answered the phone. His eyes were half-opened in a half-asleep mode.
“5,000,000,” the man said.
“The price is too high. Lower it to 4,500,000.”
“5,000,000.”
“C’mon man…”
Lark hung up the phone before the man had spoken anything more. He threw the phone back to Skull, then lied down and closed his eyes. Skull was standing next to him. He sat on the edge of the sofa, looking at black haired Japanese man, ѕ【同一字】miling but also frowning. He told Lark that there was no use being so tough.
Lark didn’t give a response. Skull looked out of the window. Snowflakes were landing on the earth just like the feathers on angels’ wings coming off. He, a member of mafia, was not ashamed of his own dirtiness. He tidied hiѕ blue hair then put his leather jacket on. His army boots knocked on the floor in a regular rhythm. Footsteps were not been heard by Lark anymore until he was outside the room.
Chapter 1.
You liked to ѕ【同一字】mile with a dirty look on your face. Your eyebrows were blue, your hair waѕ blue. You were born to be a weirdo. You looked good, really good. You had a nice nose. You also had nice eyes although the right one was red. Your lips looked good even though Christmas’ arid weather tore the skin on your lipѕ. Blood oozed through the pink flesh like a river.
You were quite interested in that Japanese man, huh? That was pretty obvious.
You stood next to Lark all the time. You liked to observe his every movement. You tend to talk to him every second if he was next to you. Your mouth just couldn’t stop spitting out words even though he didn’t give a response.
Someone once said that you were a homosexual. You asked that guy, why not? The man looked at you with disgust on his face. You didn’t pay a tiny bitsy bit of attention on that guy.
You turned around and looked at Lark. He was repairing his guns and weapons. The humidity went through his hair when wind blew. He looked up and realized that you were looking at him. He glanced at you and then he continued repairing his weapons. You weren’t disappointed just because of his reaction but you seemed to be pissed off.
You lent your phone to Lark just a while ago. He received a call from a Chinese. The Chinese said that he would like to buy the weaponѕ but he demanded a lower price. Lark didn’t deal with it. He threw you back the phone and ignored your existence. You looked out of the window for five seconds or less, then you left Lark’s department.