往事的回忆

她笑了，仿佛在往事的回忆中得到了安慰。

She smiled , as though solaced by the memory .

我们对往事的回忆会受到我们对其情感反应的影响&情感标签（emotionaltagging）。

Our recollection of past events can be coloured by our emotional response to them ( emotional tagging ) .

他轻轻地摇了摇头，驱散了往事的回忆。

He shook his head slightly to brush away the memories .

人生是个省略号，对往事的回忆常会深藏心间；

Life is a ellipsis of past memories often hidden heart ;

这种新鲜面包的香味使她陷入往事的回忆之中！

The smell of freshly baked bread carries her back !

她看到这些照片，唤起了对往事的回忆。

Old memories stirred as she looked at the photographs .

此情此景，勾起了我对往事的回忆。

It reminds me my memory of the past .

他仿佛觉得这场战斗已是久远的往事的回忆。

The battle figured in his mind as a remote , far-away memory .

她尽力排除对往事的回忆。

She has tried to shut the memories out .

那首旧歌曲总是唤起对往事的回忆！

That old song certainly brings back memories !

在脑海里再一次体验过去；陷入对往事的回忆之中。

Recapture the past ; indulge in memories .

他的信勾起她对往事的回忆。

His letters still invoked her past .

对往事的回忆不断涌上他的心头。

Memories surged in his mind .

她的信唤起对往事的回忆。

Her letter awoke old memories .

在这华盛顿广场的树下，她觉得自己深深地陷入了对往事的回忆。

Under the trees in Washington Square , she found herself desperately reaching back into the past .

客人轻轻把香烟头上的灰弹掉。他轻轻地摇了摇头，驱散了往事的回忆。

The visitor flicked the ashes off his cigarette He shook his head slightly to brush away the memories .

普鲁斯特的狂热信徒们（我即其中之一）都会兴趣盎然地把他的《往事的回忆》一字不漏地读下去哩。

Proust 's fanatical admirers , of whom I am one , can read every word of his REMEMBRANCE OF THINGS PAST with interest .

昨天在整理个人档案时，将滑落在地上的一封手稿拿起，不油引起了我对很不愿提起的往事的回忆。

Yesterday , finishing in the personal file , will fall on the floor of a manuscript picked up , I am not attracted to the oil is very reluctant to mention the events of the past memories .

一些声音总能勾起我对往事的回忆，比如说：妈妈的茶壶烧开水时发出的又长又尖的高声鸣叫，地下室里洗衣机发出的隆隆轰鸣声以及我的小狗欢跳着下楼迎接我时脖子上的小牌发出的叮当声。

Some sounds bring it all back : the high-pitched squeal of my mother 's teakettle , the rumble of the washing machine in the basement , the jangle of my dog 's license tags as she bounded down the stairs to greet me .

如今，每当我听到一些声音，像母亲那把茶壶水开时发出的尖叫声，地下室洗衣机的隆隆声，还有，我那条狗蹦下台阶冲我摇头摆尾时它脖子上那牌照发出的撞击声，便会勾起我对往事的回忆。

Some sounds bring it all back : the highpitched squeal of my mother 's teakettle , the rumble of the washing machine in the basement and the jangle of my dog 's license tags as she bounded down the stairs to greet me .

他陷入了对往事的依稀回忆中。

He was lost in the mists of the past .

他沉浸在对往事的默默回忆之中。

Lapsed into the silence of reminiscence .