In the first meeting with Watson, Holmes told Watson the fact that he had been to Afghanistan, which surprised Watson very much. Watson also realized Holmes' enthusiasm for chemical experiments. After getting to know each other's living habits, the two sides decided to become sharing partners. A beautiful couple started a new life.
Today's translation:
The next day, we met according to his arrangement and checked the room at 22 1b Baker Street.
We were all satisfied with the rooms and agreed to take them there on the spot.
We gradually adapted to the new environment.
The next day, we met as promised and went to Baker Street 22 1B to look at the house.
Well, the house looked good, and we were quite satisfied, so we checked in with our luggage.
After settling down, I walked around to get familiar with the environment.
Holmes is certainly not a difficult person to get along with.
He keeps a low profile and has regular living habits.
It is rare for him to get up after ten o'clock at night. He left after breakfast before I got up in the morning.
Sometimes he goes to the laboratory, sometimes to the room where students are seriously dissected, and sometimes to the most dangerous and criminal areas in the city.
I think Holmes is easy to get along with.
He is usually quiet and a super self-disciplined person.
I can only see him in bed at night 10. Before I get up in the morning, he goes out after breakfast.
Generally, he will go to the laboratory, the student's autopsy room, or the major crime scene in the city.
I've never seen anyone so energetic when he works hard.
But he reacted from time to time, and for days he lay on the sofa in the living room.
Silent and motionless from morning till night.
I have never met anyone who loves his job so much. He's just crazy.
Fortunately, at the end of each reaction, he will be Ge You collapsed on the sofa for several days.
Don't say a word, don't move, just air conditioning wifi watermelon.
His appearance attracted the attention of everyone who met him.
He is over six feet tall, too thin, and looks much taller.
His eyes are sharp and intense, and his thin nose makes his whole expression alert and decisive.
He is so handsome that no one can see him in the crowd, only one eye can see him.
It is estimated that he is six feet (1.83 meters) tall, but he is too thin, so he looks a little taller. ...
His eyes are keen and enthusiastic, and his high aquiline nose adds a sense of alertness and firmness to his face.
I must admit, I am very cautious about this man and try very hard to get him to tell me something about himself-
He seems reluctant to do so.
I have no friends and my body doesn't allow me to go out, so I welcome this mystery and try my best to solve it.
I felt my conscience and said that I was deeply attracted by him. Especially listening to him talk about all his things—
But he didn't want to.
I have no friends, and I have to stay at home because of health problems, so I firmly grasp this confusion and prepare to try my best to find the answer.
He didn't study medicine, nor did he take any reading courses that might be suitable for him to get a science degree.
However, his enthusiasm for some research is amazing.
His knowledge of some unexpected topics is so comprehensive and detailed that his observations sometimes surprise me.
His ignorance is as striking as his knowledge.
He seems to know almost nothing about contemporary literature, philosophy and politics.
He didn't study medicine systematically, nor did he study for a degree as he should.
However, his enthusiasm for learning in some fields is really impressive.
Some obscure and remote subject knowledge, he knows fried chicken like the back of his hand, and some of his discoveries also cost me a catty.
Then, his ignorance left a deeper impression on me ...
Like contemporary literature, philosophy, political science and so on, he actually knows nothing.
When I quoted Thomas Carlyle, he asked some simple questions, such as who he might be and what he did.
My surprise reached its climax when I found that he didn't know the theory of cooperation and the composition of the solar system.
When I said Thomas Carlyle, he actually asked me who he was and what he had done. I looked stupid when I asked.
Then, I found out that he didn't even know Copernicus theory and the composition of the solar system ... my obsession reached its peak.
"You seem surprised," he said, smiling at my surprised expression.
"Now that I do know, I will try my best to forget it."
"Forget it!"
"You look surprised," he looked at me with surprise, as if he thought it was funny. "Even if I know this knowledge, I will try to forget it. :)"
"what! Forget it! ? "
"You see," he explained, "I think a person's brain is like a small empty room, and you must put the furniture you choose in it.
A fool collects all the rubbish he meets, so that knowledge that may be useful to him is squeezed out.
Or at best, mixed with many other things, so that he has a difference when looking for it.
Now, the expert worker really thinks very carefully about what he brings into his brain.
He has nothing but tools that can help him with his work. He collected a large number of tools, but they were all in good order.
The "space" in a person's brain is fixed and limited, so one day, every time you add a little knowledge, you will forget something you used to know.
Above all, don't push out useless facts. "
"Well, I think the human brain is like an empty room, and you will put the furniture you want in it.
That fool keeps throwing everything he touches, including garbage. Then the favorite furniture he wants to put-that is, the knowledge that is useful to him-can't be put down and pushed out, or it is difficult to find it hidden in a pile of garbage.
Experts will carefully choose what to put into their brains. They usually put some tools that are useful for their work, and they will put them in order.
A person's brain space is fixed and limited, so if you want to put new knowledge into it, you have to throw away a corresponding old knowledge.
Only in this way can we ensure that the really useful things will not be squeezed out by those rubbish. "
"But the solar system!" I protest (protest)
"What's it to me?" He said impatiently, "You said we go around the sun.
If we go around the moon, it won't affect me or my work. "
"But, love in the solar system!" I don't agree!
"What does it have to do with me?" He's getting impatient. "You said we go around the sun. But if it goes around the moon, what impact will it have on my work? "
I was about to ask him what his job was, but his attitude told me that this question would be an unwelcome one.
In the first week or so, we had no visitors, and I began to think that my companion was a friendless person like me.
At present, however, I find that he has many acquisitions, many in the most different social classes.
At this time, I fried chicken and asked him what his job was, but judging from his words and deeds, he seemed unwilling to talk about this topic.
We hardly had any visitors in the first week, so I thought, alas, my roommate didn't have any friends like me.
I ended up slapping me recently. I found that he has many acquaintances, almost all over different social classes.
There was a young Palestinian man with a rat face and black eyes. I introduced him to Mr. Lestrade, who rode a camel three or four times a week.
One morning, a young girl called, dressed in fashion, and stayed for more than half an hour-followed by an old woman in dirty clothes.
In another accident, a white-haired old gentleman accepted an interview with our company, and on another occasion, a railway (railway) porter in uniform.
One person comes three or four times a week. I heard that the man's name is Mr. Lestrade, but he has a sly face, a pale face and black eyes.
One morning, a fashionable chick came and stayed for an hour. Followed by a dirty old lady.
Another time, an old gentleman with gray hair also made an appointment with my little friend. Besides, my friend has seen railway porters in uniform.
At such times, sherlock holmes often asks to use the living room, while I go back to my bedroom.
He always blames me for the inconvenience.
"I have to use this room as an office space," he said. "These people are my clients."
Once again, I had a chance to ask him a direct question.
My caution once again prevented me from forcing another man to confide in me.
Why can I remember it so clearly? Because every time they meet, my roommate will beg me to give them the living room as a conference room, and I will go back to my bedroom and lie down.
In this regard, he always apologizes to me for disturbing me. "I must use this room as a conference room. These people are my customers. "
At this time, I felt I had the opportunity to ask him what he did, but out of respect for others, I swallowed the question back. It's best not to force it until he wants to say it.
That's it. Non-standard translation.