When it comes to friends, I desire

When it comes to friends, I desire those who will share my happiness, who possess
wings of their own and who will fly with me. I seek friends whose qualities illuminate
(照亮) me and train me up for love. It is for these people that I reserve the glowing
hours, too good not to share.
When I was in the eighth grade, I had a friend. We were shy and "too serious" about
our studies when it was becoming fashionable with our classmates to learn acceptable
social behaviors. We said little at school, but she would come to my house and we would
sit down with pencils and paper, and one of us would say:"Let's start with a train whistle
today." We would sit quietly together and write separate poems or stories that grew out
of a train whistle. Then we would read them aloud. At the end of that school year, we, too,
were changing into social creatures and the stories and poems stopped.
When I lived for a time in London, I had a friend. He was in despair (失望) and I was
in despair. But our friendship was based on the idea in each of us that we would be sorry
later if we did not explore this great city because we had felt bad at the time. We met
every Sunday for five weeks and found many excellent things. We walked until our despairs
disappeared and then we parted. We gave London to each other.
For almost four years I have had remarkable friend whose imagination illuminates mine.
We write long letters in which we often discover our strangest selves.Each of us appears,
sometimes in a funny way, in the other's dreams.She and I agree that, at certain times, we
seem to be parts of the same mind. In my most interesting moments, I often think:"Yes, I
must tell…." We have never met.
It is such comforting companions I wish to keep. One bright hour with their kind is
worth more to me than the lifetime services of a psychologist (心理学家), who will only
fill up the healing (愈合的) silence necessary to those darkest moments in which I would
rather be my own best friend.

結果 (中文) 1:

When it comes to friends, I desire those who will share my happiness, who possess wings of their own and who will fly with me. I seek friends whose qualities illuminate(照亮) me and train me up for love. It is for these people that I reserve the glowing hours, too good not to share. When I was in the eighth grade, I had a friend. We were shy and "too serious" about our studies when it was becoming fashionable with our classmates to learn acceptable social behaviors. We said little at school, but she would come to my house and we would sit down with pencils and paper, and one of us would say:"Let's start with a train whistletoday." We would sit quietly together and write separate poems or stories that grew out of a train whistle. Then we would read them aloud. At the end of that school year, we, too, were changing into social creatures and the stories and poems stopped. When I lived for a time in London, I had a friend. He was in despair (失望) and I was in despair. But our friendship was based on the idea in each of us that we would be sorry later if we did not explore this great city because we had felt bad at the time. We met every Sunday for five weeks and found many excellent things. We walked until our despairs disappeared and then we parted. We gave London to each other. For almost four years I have had remarkable friend whose imagination illuminates mine. We write long letters in which we often discover our strangest selves.Each of us appears, 有时在一个有趣的方式，在其他的梦想。她和我都同意，在某些时候，我们似乎是相同的部分。在我最有趣的时刻，我常想:"是的我必须告诉......"我们从未见过。它是这样令人欣慰的同伴，我希望能够继续。他们种的一个明亮小时我比终身服务的一位心理学家 （心理学家），那些只会更值钱填补愈合的 （愈合的） 沉默必要对那些最黑暗的时刻，我将而是我自己最好的朋友。

結果 (中文) 3:

说到朋友，我希望那些能分享我的快乐的人自己的翅膀，谁将与我一起飞翔。我寻求朋友的品质照亮（照亮）我和培养我的爱。这是对这些人，我保留的光辉小时，太好不分享。当我在第八年级的时候，我有一个朋友。我们是害羞和“太严重”我们的研究与我们的同学们变得时尚，学习可以接受的社会行为。我们在学校里没说，但她会来我家，我们会坐下来用铅笔和纸，我们中有一个人会说：“我们从火车上的口哨开始吧今天，我们会静静地坐在一起，写下成长的诗歌和故事火车哨。然后我们会大声朗读。在那个学年结束时，我们也，正在变为社会生物，故事和诗歌停止。当我在伦敦住了一段时间，我有一个朋友。他在绝望中（失望）和我在绝望中。但是我们的友谊是建立在我们每个人的想法的基础上的，我们会很抱歉后来，如果我们没有探索这个伟大的城市，因为我们感到不好的时候。我们相遇每个星期日的五个星期，发现许多优秀的东西。我们走到我们的绝望消失，然后我们分开。我们把伦敦给了彼此。近四年来，我有一个很好的朋友，他的想象力照亮我的。我们写长长的信中，我们经常发现我们奇怪的自我。每个人出现，有时以一种有趣的方式，在其他人的梦中，她和我同意，在某些时候，我们似乎是同一个头脑的部分。在我最有趣的时刻，我经常认为：“是的，我必须告诉……”我们从未见过。这是我希望保持的安慰。一个明亮的时间与他们的同类是比一个心理学家对我更值得终身服务（心理学家），只会填补愈合（愈合的）沉默需要那些最黑暗的时刻，我会而是我自己最好的朋友。