词汇：horseman
n. 骑马者；马术师
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- COUNTRY ROAD They continue through dusty country roads, where occasionally a donkey pulling a cart, or a lone horseman will pass them.>> The Godfather教父 1972 Movie Script
- And so then he said horsemen are finished, and if it'd be of any use, he'd sell Olmo along with the horses.>> 1900 Movie Script
- Horses, horseman, horse manure.>> 1900 Movie Script
- Texasville Lonesome Dove The Desert Rose Cadillac Jack Somebody’s Darling Terms of Endearment All My Friends Are Going to Be Strangers Moving On The Last Picture Show In a Narrow Grave: Essays on Texas Leaving Cheyenne Horseman, Pass By BY LARRY MCMURTRY AND DIANA OSSANA Pretty Boy Floyd Zeke and Ned.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- Several times he thought he glimpsed Indians slipping over a ridge or behind distant yucca, but could never be sure. Soon he felt feverish and began to distrust his own eyesight. In the shining mirages ahead he thought he saw horsemen, who never appeared. Once he thought he saw Deets, and another time Blue Duck. He decided his reason must be going and began to blame Gus for it all. Gus had spent a lifetime trying to get him into situations that confused him, and had finally succeeded.
有几次，他以为自己瞥见印第安人从山脊上或远处的丝兰后面溜走了，但永远无法确定。不久，他感到发烧，开始怀疑自己的视力。在前方闪闪发光的海市蜃楼中，他仿佛看到了从未出现过的骑兵。有一次他以为他看到了迪茨，还有一次是蓝鸭。他决定自己的理由一定会消失，并开始把这一切归咎于格斯。格斯花了一辈子的时间试图让他陷入困惑的境地，最终成功了。>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇- “I’ll watch west and you watch east,” Augustus said. Almost as soon as he finished speaking a shot hit the cave bank just above their heads, causing dirt to shower down. Augustus looked down the creek and saw two horsemen cross it, too far away to make accurate targets in the dusk.
“我向西看，你向东看，”奥古斯都说。他刚说完，一声枪响就击中了他们头顶上方的洞穴堤岸，导致泥土倾泻而下。奥古斯都顺着小溪往下看，看见两个骑兵穿过小溪，离得太远，在黄昏时无法准确瞄准。>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇- A day and a half later the two scouts rode over a grassy bluff and saw the Yellowstone River, a few miles away. Fifty or sixty buffalo were watering when they rode up. At the sight of the horsemen the buffalo scattered. The cloud bank had blown away and the blue sky was clear for as far as one could see. The river was swift but not deep—Augustus paused in his crossing and leaned down, drinking from his cupped hands. The water was cold.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- When she came down from washing her face, she heard talk from the back and stopped dead on the stairs, for there was no doubt who was talking. The chord of memory that had been weakly struck by the sight of the horsemen resounded through her suddenly like an organ note. No sound in the world could have made her happier, for she heard the voice of Augustus McCrae, a voice like no other. He sounded exactly as he always had—hearing his voice so unexpectedly after sixteen years caused her eyes to fill. The sound took the years away. She stood on the stairs in momentary agitation, uncertain for a second as to when it was, or where she was, so much did it remind her of other times when Augustus would show up unexpectedly, and she, in her little room over the store, would hear him talking to her parents. Only now he was talking to her girls. Clara regretted not changing blouses—Gus had always appreciated her appearance. She walked on down the stairs and looked out the kitchen window. Sure enough, Gus was standing there, in front of his horse, talking to Betsey and Sally. Woodrow Call sat beside him, still mounted, and beside Call, on a bay horse, was a young blond woman wearing men’s clothes. A good-looking boy on a brown mare was the last of the group.Clara noted that Gus had already charmed the girls—July Johnson would be lucky to get another bowl of soup out of them as long as Gus was around.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- Something about the riders struck her. Over the years she had acquired a good eye for horses, and also for horsemen.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- But through the years they had been so lucky with visitors that Clara had gradually ceased to jump and take fright at the sight of a rider on the horizon. Their tragedies had come from weather and sickness, not attackers. But the habit of looking close had not left her, and she turned with a clean sheet in one hand and watched out her window as the horsemen dipped off the far slopes and disappeared behind the brush along the river.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- “Just ’cause he can’t rope like you can don’t mean he wouldn’t like to use his arm,” Pea Eye said. Everyone picked on Jasper, and once in a while Pea felt obliged to come to his defense. He swung onto his horse and froze before getting his other foot in the stirrup. He had happened to glance across the river and had spotted a horseman riding toward them.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- “Just ’cause he can’t rope like you can don’t mean he wouldn’t like to use his arm,” Pea Eye said. Everyone picked on Jasper, and once in a while Pea felt obliged to come to his defense. He swung onto his horse and froze before getting his other foot in the stirrup. He had happened to glance across the river and had spotted a horseman riding toward them.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- At dawn he let her down again, by another creek, and this time she did as he did—peed and drank. They rode all day again through empty country, never seeing a horseman, a town, even an animal. The only thing she noticed was that there were fewer trees. She grew so tired of riding that she would have been glad to die, if only because it meant being stopped. She wanted sleep more than she had ever wanted anything. The sun blazed all day. When she dozed, sweat stood on her eyelids and wet her face when she awoke.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- In the fading light, Call saw a horseman coming. It was Deets, which made him feel better. More and more it seemed Deets was the one man in the outfit he could have a comfortable word with from time to time. Gus turned every word into an argument. The other men were easy to talk to, but they didn’t know anything. If one stopped to think about it, it was depressing how little most men learned in their lifetimes. Pea Eye was a prime example. Though loyal and able and brave, Pea had never displayed the slightest ability to learn from his experience, though his experience was considerable.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- “Make it twenty-six hundred cattle and two pigs,” he said. “I guess we’ve seen the last of the dern Rio Grande. One of us ought to make a speech, Call. Think of how long we’ve rode this river.” Call was not willing to indulge him in any dramatics. He mounted the mare and went over to help the boys get the cattle started. It was not a hard task. Most of the cattle were still wild as antelope and instinctively moved away from the horsemen. In a few minutes they were on the trail, strung out for more than a mile. The point riders soon disappeared in the low brush.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- “Well, we got two Irishmen, I guess we can always use a man with a hole in his stomach,” Augustus said. Lippy had been a fair horseman once. Maybe Call would let him look after the remuda.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- “Godamighty,” Augustus said. “The man must of have lost his wits, what few he had.” Soupy had rangered with them a few months, before they quit. He was brave but lazy, a fine cardplayer, and by all odds the best horseman any of them had ever known. His love of being horseback was so strong that he could seldom be induced to dismount, except to sleep or eat.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- More than once they spotted bunches of longhorn cattle, all of whom ran like deer at the approach of the horsemen.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- No one else got much use out of it, and it was unusual to see two horsemen on a hot afternoon stop and read the sign instead of loping on into Lonesome Dove to wet their dusty gullets.>> 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
- - You could say so - Import-export? - I currently represent a some what larger organization Don't believe everything you hear about us. I'm with the 1st Cavalry We're horsemen, sports comrades, you know?>> 布达佩斯之恋Gloomy Sunday AKA The Piano Player) Movie Script