词汇：heat

n. 热度；高温；压力；热烈

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He went around behind the bar, got himself a bottle and brought it over to the table, grinning a big grin despite the heat.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
Lorena offered to go get the washtub, since Jake had one boot off, but he wouldn’t hear of it. He took the other boot off and limped down by himself and got the tub. Then he bribed Lippy to heat up some water. It took a while, since the water had to be heated on the cookstove.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
He motioned at a chair, and Dish took it, feeling red in the face one second and pale the next. He longed to know what Lorena was feeling about it all, and when Jake turned his head a minute, he cast her a glance. Her eyes were unusually bright, but they didn’t see him. They returned continually to Jake, who was paying her no particular mind. She tapped her fingers on the table three or four times, a little absently, as if keeping time with her own thoughts, and she drank two more sips from Jake’s glass. There were tiny beads of sweat above her upper lip, one right at the edge of the faint scar, but she didn’t look bothered by the heat or anything else.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
Jake Spoon waved at Xavier. “Davie, bring your poison,” he said. He refused to call Xavier anything but Davie. “Anybody’s that’s had to dig a dern well in this heat deserves a free drink and I’m buying it,” Jake added.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
Now he was hearing it, standing with his shirttail half tucked in, while someone else was making it with Lorena. Memories of her body mingled with the sound, causing such a painful feeling in Dish’s breast that for a second he couldn’t move. He felt almost paralyzed, doomed to stand in the heat beneath the very room he had been hoping to enter himself. She was part of the sound—he knew just what chords she contributed to the awful music. Anger began to fill him, and for a moment its object was Xavier Wanz, who could at least have seen that Lorena had a cotton-tick mattress instead of those scratchy cornshucks, which weren’t even comfortable to sleep on.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
“Hello, boys,” he said. “Ain’t the water flowing yet?” “It’s flowin’,” Dish said. “A gallon or two of it flowed outa me.” “Be thankful you’re healthy,” Call said. “A man that couldn’t sweat would die in this heat.” “I don’t suppose you’d trade for that mare,” Dish asked. “I like her looks.” “You ain’t the first that’s liked them,” Call said. “I’ll keep her, I believe. But you boys can stop work now and catch a little rest. We have to go to Mexico tonight.” They all went over and sat in the alleyway of the barn—it had a little shade in it. The minute they sat down Deets began to patch his pants. He kept a big needle and some heavy thread in a cigar box in the saddle shed—given any chance he would get out his needle and start patching. He was woolly-headed and his wool was just getting gray.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
“Call ain’t never been my boss,” Augustus said. “It’s no say-so of his when I drink.” Jake looked off across the scrubby pastures. There were tufts of grass here and there, but mostly the ground looked hard as flint. Heat waves were rising off it like fumes off kerosene. Something moved in his line of vision, and for a moment he thought he saw some strange brown animal under a chaparral bush. Looking more closely he saw that it was the old Mexican’s bare backside.“Hell, why’d he take a rope if all he meant to do was shit?” he asked. “Where’d you get the greasy old bastard?” “We’re running a charitable home for retired criminals,” Augustus said. “If you’d just retire you’d qualify.” “Dern, I forgot how ugly this country is,” Jake said. “I guess if there was a market for snake meat, this would be the place to get rich.” With that he put his hat over his face, and within no more than two minutes began a gentle snoring. Augustus returned the jug to the springhouse. It occurred to him that while Jake was napping he might pay a visit to Lorie; once she fell under Jake’s spell he would probably require her to suspend professional activities for a while.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
Dish stepped out on the porch to see what it was that distracted the man. Far up the road he could see two horsemen coming, but they were so far yet that it was impossible to tell anything about them. At moments, heat waves from the road caused a quavering that made them seem like one horseman. Dish squinted but there was nothing special about the riders that his eye could detect. Yet the Captain had not so much as turned his head since they appeared.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
Augustus cooked his biscuits outside for three reasons. One was because the house was sure to heat up well enough anyway during the day, so there was no point in building any more of a fire than was necessary for bacon and eggs. Two was because biscuits cooked in a Dutch oven tasted better than stove-cooked biscuits, and three was because he liked to be outside to catch the first light. A man that depended on an indoor cookstove would miss the sunrise, and if he missed sunrise in Lonesome Dove, he would have to wait out a long stretch of heat and dust before he got to see anything so pretty.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
“In these parts what your business is all about is woman’s company anyway,” he said. “Now in a cold clime it might be different. A cold clime will perk a boy up and make him want to wiggle his bean. But down here in this heat it’s mostly company they’re after.” There was something to that. Men looked at her sometimes like they wished she would be their sweetheart—the young ones particularly, but some of the old ones too. One or two had even wanted her to let them keep her, though where they meant to do the keeping she didn’t know. She was already living in the only spare bedroom in Lonesome Dove. Little marriages were what they wanted—just something that would last until they started up the trail. Some girls did it that way—hitched up with one cowboy for a month or six weeks and got presents and played at being respectable. She had known girls who did it that way in San Antonio. The thing that struck her was that the girls seemed to believe it as much as the cowboys did. They would act just as silly as respectable girls, getting jealous of one another and pouting all day if their boys didn’t act to suit them. Lorena had no interest in conducting things that way. The men who came to see her would have to realize that she was not interested in playacting.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
Since he just sat there twirling his spur and smiling at her, Lorena didn’t know whether to get undressed or what. It was July, blistering hot. She had tried sprinkling the bedsheets, but the heat dried them sometimes before she could even lay down.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
As was his custom, Augustus drank a fair amount of whiskey as he sat and watched the sun ease out of the day. If he wasn’t tilting the rope-bottomed chair, he was tilting the jug. The days in Lonesome Dove were a blur of heat and as dry as chalk, but mash whiskey took some of the dry away and made Augustus feel nicely misty inside—foggy and cool as a morning in the Tennessee hills. He seldom got downright drunk, but he did enjoy feeling misty along about sundown, keeping his mood good with tasteful swigs as the sky to the west began to color up. The whiskey didn’t damage his intellectual powers any, but it did make him more tolerant of the raw sorts he had to live with: Call and Pea Eye and Deets, young Newt, and old Bolivar, the cook.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
Is the heat off in room three zero nine?
>> 2024-01-the grilled cheese sandwich
Will the staff be fixing the heat soon?
>> 2023-12 Pasta Problem
I gave him the keys to the car and stuff and when I went out there, he had not only scraped it, but had turned the heat on high and had repeatedly farted in there for a good 20 minutes.
>> Fart: A Documentary Movie Script
Why is the heat off in room six zero four?
>> 2023-12 Pasta Problem
The dinosaur is the battery. They're powered by body heat and movement.
>> 侏罗纪世界2 Jurassic World: Fallen Kingdom (2018) Movie Script
TIM:
Then I head about this thing in OMNI? About the meteor making all this heat that made a bunch of diamond dust?
>> 侏罗纪公园 1 Jurassic Park (1993) Movie Script
Grant, ignoring the others, picks up the baby dinosaur, and holds it on the palm of his hand, under the incubator's heat light. He spreads the tiny animal out on the back of his hand and delicately runs his finger over its tail, counting the vertebrae. A look of puzzled recognition crosses his face.
格兰特无视其他人，拿起恐龙宝宝，在孵化器的加热灯下，把它放在手掌上。他把这只小动物放在手背上，小心翼翼地用手指抚摸着它的尾巴，数着脊椎。他脸上掠过一种困惑的认同感。
>> 侏罗纪公园 1 Jurassic Park (1993) Movie Script
The animal is now free, Hammond sets in don carefully next to its shell. Grant picks it up and holds it in the palm of his hand, under the incubator's heat light.
>> 侏罗纪公园 1 Jurassic Park (1993) Movie Script
Son, you can call it whatever you wanna call it, but you're gonna have to have a better steel that can take the heat.
>> 火箭小子-十月的天空 1999 October Sky Movie Script
That's a good job on the weld, Homer, but the heat from the exhaust melted the washer.
>> 火箭小子-十月的天空 1999 October Sky Movie Script
If we mix it with sugar and add heat, we'll get three parts oxygen, two parts carbon dioxide, along with some other by-products.
>> 火箭小子-十月的天空 1999 October Sky Movie Script
CARMINE POLITO: It's science, yeah. That's how it heats up the food. It's scientific.
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CARMINE POLITO: It’s a microwave. It heats up everything. Pasta, lasagna, meatballs, whatever.
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