My mother fears I have named myself after fading things.

我的母亲害怕我以的事物命名自己。

" Oh! spite of million villains, this makes me a bigot in the fadeless fidelity of man! —and a black! and crazy! —but methinks like-cures-like applies to him too; he grows so sane again."

“啊！尽管这棍无数，这却让我固执地相信类有永不的忠诚——而且还是个黑！而且还疯疯癫癫——但是我想，以毒攻毒也适合他；他又变得神志清醒起来。”

Well, they'll last a lot longer than fresh flowers will, but of course, everything dies at some point, okay?

好吧， 它们比新鲜花能保存得久得多，但当然了， 所有东西最终都会的，好吗？

The next morning, the sunlight came through the window and shone on the faded the 'fool of summer'.

第二天早晨，阳透过窗户照到了已经的夏天的傻瓜身。

After the snow-drop has gone, the pretty yellow daffodil appears in the woods during March and April.

到了三四月份，雪花莲之后，漂亮的黄色水仙花就出现在了树林之中。

Roses aren't necessarily the " some flowers" that fade quickly.

玫瑰不一定是那种会很快的“花” 。

The common hill-flowers wither, but they blossom again.

普通的山花了，但它们又开了。

The beauty that had bloomed in a fierce summer shrivels and decays.

盛开于严酷夏日的美丽。

The dying of flowers, the wrinkly old faces, arms, legs, whatever.

的花朵，皱巴巴的老脸、手臂、腿，等等。

Being now in much better circumstances she indulged in sundry little luxuries, a red eider-down bed quilt, covered with guipure, a small carpet in front of her wardrobe, a couple of blue-glass vases containing a few fading roses on her toilet table.

现在情况好多了，她沉迷于各种各样的小奢侈品，一条红色的鸭绒床单，面铺着凸花花边，衣柜前放着一块小地毯，梳妆台放着几个蓝色玻璃花瓶，花瓶里插着几朵的玫瑰花.

So, if you follow the settings in the novel and take stock of the characters in " Dream of the Red Chamber, " it is to take stock of how these flowers go to wither, which is too sad.

所以， 如果你按照小说中的设定， 盘点一下《红楼梦》中的物，那就是盘点这些花是怎么走向的，实在是太悲哀了。

My job is to enlighten myself to that, and to love the spent rose, the sound of the traffic, the litter on the ground, and the litterer who gives me my world.

我的任务是让自己明白这点，是去爱那的玫瑰、交通的声音，地的垃圾和那些乱扔垃圾的，是他们给了我“我”的界。

The flowers do fade, and wanton fields To wayward winter reckoning yields; A honey tongue, a heart of gall, Is fancy's spring, but sorrow's fall.

花朵确实，肆意的田野 任性的冬季清算产量;甜舌，胆之心，是幻想的春天，是悲哀的堕落。

The heat makes my flowers fade.

哦，我明白了。热得我的花都了。