麻烦帮忙翻译翻译

Then Emily Barnes herself stepped onto the temporary stage. Hands clapped in every row ahead of us, all the way up to the stage. Emily Barnes bowed a little, and smiled, then accepted the microphone from the manager's outstretched arm.

"Hello." She said from behind me, from the speakers. After a pause she smiled apologetically and said, "I never really liked these things."

And then she put the microphone down on the floor of the stage. She straightened up, and her lips started moving. I didn't notice this at first, or if I did, my brain didn't process the first few seconds of it. I was caught by surprise.

A second later, when it occurred to me to start reading Emily Barnes' lips, I felt Colin's eyes on me. I looked up and caught his eye, and he started to raise his arm.

"No!" I hissed and grabbed the arm.

Colin gestured towards Emily Barnes angrily. Seeing his forehead in creases, his eyebrows in frowns, I suddenly had a very clear mental video of him at the Rammstein concert. How excited he was. His jumping up and down, his whoops, his huge grin, and his sweat glistening in the colored lights that traveled as if they were alive.

"No." I told him. Sitting in my plastic chair with the video of his birthday running in my head, I suddenly had the most ferocious desire to be happy, to be excited, to jump up and down and whoop and grin. I was determined to be happy, here and now, with my birthday present.

"Why not?" Colin asked.

"I can read the tone of expression from her lips," I told him.

"What?"

"Shhh."

I stood up, inched my way past knees and walked until I took up a spot near the stage where I could stand without occluding anyone's view. Colin remained in his plastic chair for a while, but he eventually came up from behind and slipped his arms around me. I twisted around to smile up at him, a smile as bright as I felt inside.

For the record, Emily Barnes' reading was exceptional. She breathed life into her own words. Made them alive in ways I had not been able to imagine. Her lips moved, parted, close, moved, and I heard the subtle sadness, the cautious joy, the gentle regret - all of it contained in her prose all along, never fully discovered until then.

然后埃米莉巴恩斯自己登上临时搭起的舞台。 .双手称快每行摆在我们面前，一路舞台。 埃米莉巴恩斯鞠躬一下，微微一笑，然后接受了从经理伸出的手臂麦克风。

“你好。” .她说，从我身后，从扬声器。 过了一会儿，她歉意地笑着说：“我从来没有真的很喜欢这些东西。”

然后她把麦克风下来舞台地板。 .她直起腰来，她的嘴唇开始出现波动。 我没有注意到有这样，或者如果我做到了，我的大脑并没有处理它的最初几秒钟。 我感到意外。

第二个后，当它发生在我开始阅读刘慧卿巴恩斯的嘴唇，我觉得对我科林的眼睛。 我抬起头，引起他的注意，他开始提出他的胳膊。

“不！” .余引来抓住了手臂。

.科林巴恩斯气愤地对刘慧卿的姿态。 看着他的额头皱纹，他的眉毛在皱眉头，我突然有了在战车音乐会对他非常明确的精神视频。 .我很兴奋。 他跳上跳下，他的呐喊，他带着笑容，他的汗水，在五彩灯光闪耀的行程，好像他们还活着。

“编号” .我告诉他。 .在我与他的生日在我的脑海运行视频塑料椅子坐，我突然有了最凶恶的愿望，会感到快乐，感到兴奋，跳起来上下和呼叫声和笑容。 我决心快乐，现在在这里，我的生日礼物。

“为什么不呢？” .科林问。

. “我可以读出她的嘴唇的表达语气，”我告诉他。

“什么？”

“嘘。”

.我站起来，我的方式小幅过去跪下，直到我走进了附近的一个阶段，那个地方我可以忍受没有遮挡任何人的意见。 科林保留在他的塑料椅子上一段时间，但我终于从幕后走到我身边的下滑，他的武器。我拧四处微笑望着他，一个灿烂的笑容，因为我觉得里面。

.为了记录在案，刘慧卿巴恩斯的阅读是例外。 .她注入了她自己的话的生活。 使他们的方式活着我没有能够想象。 她的嘴唇，分手，关闭，感动，我听到了微妙的悲伤，谨慎的喜悦，温和的遗憾-这一切在她的散文中，一直以来，从来没有充分发现到那时。