She was a girl in bloom… much like a round red, rosy apple. Ichabod had a soft and foolish heart for the ladies, and soon found himself interested in Miss Van Tassel.

她苞待放，像一个红苹果。伊卡博德对这些唱歌女人有了非份之想，很快他发现自己喜欢上了凡·塔塞尔小姐。

O my Luve's like a red, red rose That's newly sprung in June: O my Luve's like the melodie That's sweetly play'd in tune!

，爱人像一朵红红玫瑰， 在六月里苞绽开； ，爱人像一首乐曲， 演奏得甜美而合拍。

Spring is a fitting metaphor for that time when you begin to understand, and to recognize the version of yourself, you are becoming, like a plant emerging from the ground, and beginning to bud.

春天恰好隐喻着这样一个阶段：你开始慢慢看清，慢慢认出那个正在蜕变自己，如同破土而出新芽，苞待放。

In the wallflower, in the zone, in the rose, or in the bud?

是做壁花，安于舒适圈，还是像玫瑰般绽放，抑或苞待放？

As twilight fell, dewy and still, one by one they gathered on the porch where the June roses were budding beautifully, and each groaned or sighed as she sat down, as if tired or troubled.

当暮霭降临时，湿润而又寂静，她们一一到门廊里，那儿六月月季正美丽地苞待放，每个人坐下都好像疲惫、烦恼得很，发出了呻吟或叹息。

What have we here? What beauty by my side? A rose in bloom, a shrinking violet?

这是什么？身边她多么美丽？一朵苞欲放玫瑰，一个娇美羞涩少女！

Excuse me. I'll be right back. Don't go anywhere. Don't move. Just stay the beautiful, unspoiled American flower that you are.

抱歉，马上，别走也别动，保持你那种美式苞待放之美。

Girlhood has passed into womanhood; the bud is a bloom!

少女已成女人， 苞待放！

Five or six spring-times, welcomed joyously, lovingly watched from the first celandine to the budding of the rose; who shall dare to call it a stinted boon?

五六个春天，从第一个白屈菜到玫瑰苞待放，欢乐地迎接着，亲切地注视着；谁敢称它为节俭恩惠？

Just now a lovely group of pink peonies budded and bloomed, but soon they faded away, and a mass of deep blue lilies took their place.

刚才，一群可爱粉红色牡丹苞待放，但很快凋谢了， 取而代之是一大群深蓝色百合花。

Outside, the birds were singing. Life was recommencing under the old trees, which the spring was preparing to bring into bud.

外面，鸟儿在歌唱。生命在老树下重新开始，春天正准备让它们苞待放。

It's the time when flowers start to bloom.

花儿苞待放。

He was there--at least a few yards farther in the park; leant against an old ash tree, his hat off, and his hair soaked with the dew that had gathered on the budded branches, and fell pattering round him.

他在那儿——在果树园里至少有几码远，靠着一棵老杨树，他没戴帽子，他头发被那聚在苞欲放枝头上露水淋得湿漉漉，而且还在他周围淅沥淅沥地滴着。

The fields were alive with green of growing crops, the azure skies were deep and wide, and the magnificent sun caused the land to glow and vibrate with rich and subtle hues.

法国南部灿烂阳光涌入了梵高生命，也涌入了他艺术，这个地方是阿尔。他是在1888年2月从巴黎到阿尔，正是扁桃树苞待放时节。在看遍了故乡荷兰灰色和巴黎那些暗哑颜色之后，眼前色彩明丽乡村让梵高如醉如痴(或： 当色彩明丽乡村出现在眼前时，梵高如醉如痴)。田野满是庄稼青绿，显得生机勃勃;蔚蓝天空是深远而开阔;阳光普照，大地熠熠生辉，泛着丰富而微妙色泽。

" Yet, " said Lyn Corbray, as if she were not there. " But ripe for plucking soon, I'd say" .

" 现下还没有，" 林恩·科布瑞接嘴，当她不在场一样，" 不过瞧这妞儿是苞欲放了。"