词汇:dinner

n. 宴会;正餐;晚餐,晚宴

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Today is Jeanie and my's 30th wedding anniversary, so, uh... I'm taking her to dinner.
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I don't want for this dinner to be awkward for you, General, so I will tell you now that we intend to give you our portion of the troops that you request.
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Wrong. This dinner is for Afghanistan.
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General, this dinner is to honor you, sir.
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What do you think this dinner is for, Tom Howard?
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We have the gala dinner right after.
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That is a gala dinner, by the way.
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Uh... Tomorrow night, dinner with the minister of defense.
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>> 致命伴旅 The Tourist (2010) Movie Script
Well, you two enjoy your dinner, and it's on me.
>> 公正裁决 Equity (2016) Movie Script
EXT. DINING HALL – NIGHT ESTABLISHING SHOT OF DREW CARRYING THE DIRTY PLATES FROM DINNER.
>> 花旗小和尚 American Shaolin (1992) Movie Script
ANGLE ON WU: Who pushes his dinner away from him.
>> 花旗小和尚 American Shaolin (1992) Movie Script
INT. DINNER ROOM – DAY ESTABLISHING SHOT OF GAO CARRYING A PLATE OF CHINESE FOOD OVER TO A TABLE WHERE THE DISCIPLES EATING, THEIR EYES SCANNING THE ROOM FOR SIGNS OF WARNING.
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I'll be having Thanksgiving dinner at granny's house.
>> 2024-01-the grilled cheese sandwich
Seven guests will be joining us for dinner. Seven guests will be having dinner with us.
>> 2024-01-the grilled cheese sandwich
For dinner, we'll be serving roast duck!
>> 2024-01-the grilled cheese sandwich
He rode the dun into Lonesome Dove late on a day in August, only to be startled by the harsh clanging of the dinner bell, the one Bolivar had loved to beat with the broken crowbar. The sound made him feel that he rode through a land of ghosts. He felt lost in his mind and wondered if all the boys would be there when he got home.
八月的一天晚些时候,他骑着dun进入Lonesome Dove,却被晚餐铃的刺耳叮当声吓了一跳,这是玻利瓦尔喜欢用折断的撬棍敲打的。这声音让他觉得自己仿佛穿越了一片鬼地。他感到心绪不宁,不知道回家时是否所有的男孩都在那里。
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
He was doing that when Lorena came to tell him Bob was dead. Hearing the footsteps, he had the hope that it was Clara, and he pictured her face in his mind, not stern and impersonal, as it often was when she was directing some work, but soft and smiling, as it might be if she were playing with Martin at the dinner table.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
“Well, it’s a town, of sorts,” he said. “I’ve a mind to do something civilized, like eat dinner in a restaurant. If that’s asking too much, I could at least go in a barroom and drink a glass of whiskey.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
It struck him that he had forgotten emptiness such as existed in the country that stretched around him. After all, for years he had lived within the sound of the piano from the Dry Bean, the sound of the church bell in the little Lonesome Dove church, the sound of Bol whacking the dinner bell. He even slept within the sound of Pea Eye’s snoring, which was as regular as the ticking of a clock.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
“I guess Willie will be so glad to see us he’ll offer us a free dinner, at least,” Augustus said, as they trotted over to the saloon. “Maybe a free whore, too, if he’s prospering.” But when they strode in, there was no sign of Willie or anyone they recognized. A young bartender with slick hair and a string tie gave them a look when they stepped to the bar, but seemed as if he could scarcely be troubled to serve them.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
When he grew bored, he could beat the dinner bell with the broken crowbar. For some reason it gave him great satisfaction to beat the dinner bell. It had little to do with dinner, or anything. It was just something he liked to do. When he stopped he could hear the echoes of his work fading into Mexico.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
Bolivar had not taken kindly to being moved to a straggly camp out in the brush, with no dinner bell to whack or crowbar to whack it with. He kept his ten-gauge near the chuck box and scowled at everybody. The Irishmen were so intimidated that they were always the last ones in line. As a consequence they got little to eat and were no longer as fat as they had been the day they arrived.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
They die like the rest of us. I expect Bol will die one of these days, and then we won’t have nobody to whack the dinner bell with the crowbar.” “Pedro was tough, though,” Call said.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
No sooner had he said it than they saw the Captain come out of the house and walk toward them. Dish was still on his hands and knees. About that time Bolivar began to beat the dinner bell with the crowbar, though it was much earlier than their usual supper hour. He had evidently not cleared his action with the Captain, who looked around in annoyance. The clanging of iron on iron didn’t do much to improve Dish’s condition—he began to make the boggy sound again.
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