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各位英雄高手,请帮忙翻译下,感激不尽!!!!!(英译汉)

After school three was the usual bunch of us walking home and, of course, Celia trailing behind us. The cold of the past few days had been making us hurry, taking the shortest routes on our way to steaming cups of Ovaltine and cocoa. But this day we were all full of that peculiar energy that swells up before a turn in the weather and, as one body, we turned down the street that meant the long way home. Past the feed store where the Mennonites tied their horses, out the back of the town hall parking-lot and then down a ridge to the ice- covered stream and through the Church Street culvert to come out in the unused field behind the Front Street stores; the forbidden adventure we indulged in as a gesture of defiance against the parental “come right home.”
We slid down the snowy slope at the mouth of the pipe that seemed immense then but was really only five feet in diameter. Part of its attraction was the tremendous racket you could make by scraping a stick along the corrugated sides as you went through. It was also long enough to echo very nicely if you made good booming noises, and we occasionally titillated each other by saying bad words at one end that grew as they bounced along the pipe and became wonderfully shocking in their magnitude…poopy,Poopy,POOpy,POOOOPy,POOOOPPYYY!
I was last because I had dropped my schoolbag in the snow and stopped to brush it off. And when I looked up, down at the far end, where the white plate of daylight lay stark in the darkness, the figures of my four friends were silhouetted as they emerged into the brightness. As I started making great sliding steps to catch up, I heard Celia behind me, and her plaintive, high voice: “Elizabeth! Wait for me, okay? I’m scared to go though alone. Elizabeth?”
And of course I slid faster and faster, unable to stand the thought of being the only one in the culvert with Celia. Then we would come out together and we’d really be paired up. What if they always ran on ahead and left us to walk together? What would I ever do? And behind me I heard the rising call of Celia, who had ventured as far as a few yards into the pipe, calling my name to come back and walk with her. I got right to the end, when I heard another noise and looked up. There they all were, on the bridge looking down, and as soon as they saw my face began to chant, “Better wait for Celia, Sucky. Better get Celia, Sucky.”
The sky was very pale and lifeless, and I looked up in the air at my breath curling in spirals and felt, I remember this very well, an exhilarating, clear-headed instant of understanding. And with that, raced back into the tunnel where Celia stood whimpering halfway along.
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Answer 1

放了学，我们如往常一样回家，当然，西莉亚像尾巴一样跟着我们。过去几日，寒冷促使我们匆忙地选择最近的线路回家，喝上热气腾腾的奥华田（营养品）和可可。但是今天，我们都充满了特别的膨胀起来的精力，没有屈服于天气，而是沿着街道一直走，这意味着绕路回家。路过了门诺派教徒们（16世纪起源于荷兰的基督教新派,反对婴儿洗礼,服兵役等,主张生活俭朴）拴马的饲料商店，走过城镇后方的舞会礼堂，走过一个通向冰封溪水的山脊，穿过教堂大街来到佛朗特大街商店后面的一片荒地；我们沉湎于这被禁止的冒险，它标志着对父母说的“直接回家”这一命令的蔑视。
我们从管道口积雪的斜面滑下来，这看起来棒极了，但直径只有五英尺。其中吸引人的一部分是你可以在经过的时候沿着有波纹的一侧摩擦一根棍来制作巨大的球拍。（这句实在匪夷所思，不知说的什么）如果快速发出声音，管道足够长来产生回音，我们有时相互娱乐，在管子的一头说另一个人的坏话并弹起管子，声音就越来越大，使我们惊叹于声音变化……傻子，傻－子，傻――子，傻―――――子！
我是最后一个因为我把书包扔在雪里了。当我抬头看的时候，在远处的尽头，如白盘子的日光完全在黑暗中了，四个朋友出现在光线中时，他们的身影只剩下了轮廓。我大步流星地追上他们，听见西莉亚在身后用悲哀的尖嗓子喊：“伊丽莎白！等等我，好吗？我害怕自己走。伊丽莎白？”
当然了，我走得更快了，一想到和西莉亚单独在一起就不能忍受。然后，我们一起走出来，就成了真正的一对。如果他们一直跑在前头剩下我们一起走？我怎么办？我听见身后越来越高的西莉亚的叫喊，她刚冒险进入管子几码，呼唤我让我拐回去和她一起走。我径直往前走到了尽头时，听见了另一个声音，抬头看。她们都在那儿，在桥上向下看。一看见我的脸，她们开始唱圣歌“最好等等西莉亚，吸拇指的。最好等等西莉亚，吸拇指的”
天空已经灰白没有生机，我望向空中，喘着气，思考着感觉着,印象非常清晰，一个爽快的清楚的快速的头脑理解着（这句不好理解）。返回管道中和在半路上呜咽的西莉亚一起。

Answer 2

放学后三是我们的平常串走回家和, 当然,在我们后面拖的西莉亚。 过去几天的寒冷已经使我们催促, 轮流在前往蒸发杯子的 Ovaltine 和可可粉的途中最短的路径。但是这天我们全部充满那在天气的一个旋转之前肿起来的奇特能源和,如一个尸体，我们沿意谓长的方法家的街道向下转向。过去的饲养商店哪里被系他们的马，外面的城镇门厅停车场的背面然后对冰复盖的水流和经过教堂街道暗渠 ??落一个脊在前面的街道商店后面的不用领域中出来的孟诺派教徒; 被禁止的冒险我们沉迷于如一个蔑视的手势反对那父母亲的 " 正确地受到的影响家庭的。”
我们在然后似乎极广大但是直径的真只有五尺的管嘴滑动下来多雪的倾斜。 当你穿过的时候，它的吸引部份是你藉由沿着缩成皱纹的边扔弃一根根可以制造的巨大球拍。 如果当他们在他们的大小… poopy ， Poopy ， POOpy ， POOOOPy 中向前反弹管而且变成令人惊奇可怕的时候，你制造了好急速发展噪音，而且我们有时候藉由在成长的一端说坏的字使彼此感到愉快了，资讯科技足够也是长的非常很好地发回声,POOOOPPYYY!
因为我已经降低雪的我书包而且开始走开刷它，所以我是最后的。而且何时我看,在远的结束 ??落, 哪里白昼绞的白色碟子实在黑暗方面，我的四位朋友的身材被描绘成侧面影如进入光亮之内被出现的他们。 就如我开始作很棒的滑步骤追赶的,我听到了在我后面的西莉亚, 和她的悲哀又高的声音: "伊莉莎白! 等候我,好? 我被惊吓虽然独自去。 伊莉莎白?”
而且当然我滑动越来越快速的, 不能忍受作为和西莉亚的暗渠唯一的一个想法。 然后我们会一起出来，而且我们有真的被使～成对在上面。 什么如果他们总是向前地流逝而且留下了我们一起走? 我曾经会做什么? 而且在我后面我听到了西莉亚的上升呼叫,已经进入管之内像一些码一样的遥远地冒险一试, 呼叫我的名字和她回来而且走。 我正确了为那目的, 当我听到了另外的噪音而且看的时候在上面。那里他们全都是,在看下来的桥上, 和一旦他们见到我的脸开始高唱,"更等候西莉亚， Sucky。 更争取西莉亚， Sucky 。”
天空非常苍白的和无生命，而且我在我的在螺旋形之物和毛毡卷曲的呼吸查空气,我记得这得很好,理解的令人喜欢又清楚- 印有抬头立即。 而且由于那,比赛返回西莉亚向前站着半路地呜咽的隧道。