词汇：bathing

n. 游泳；洗海水澡；沐浴

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A bathing suit is just a bathing costume worn by people while swimming. The bathing suit covers the body and helps to protect the skin from the sun and other environmental factors. There is a variety of bathing suits available, and the type of bathing suit worn depends on the activity in which it will be used. For example, a bathing suit worn for surfing will differ from a bathing suit worn for sunbathing. When choosing a bathing suit, it is important to consider the activity in which it will be used and the climate it will be worn. Bathing suits are available in various colors, patterns, and styles and can be purchased at many retail stores.>>完整场景
泳衣只是人们游泳时穿的泳衣。泳衣覆盖身体，有助于保护皮肤免受阳光和其他环境因素的影响。有各种各样的泳衣可供选择，所穿泳衣的类型取决于将要使用的活动。例如，冲浪时穿的泳衣与日光浴时穿的不同。在选择泳衣时，重要的是要考虑泳衣的使用活动和穿着的气候。泳衣有各种颜色、图案和款式，可以在许多零售店购买。

EXT. THE TAHOE ESTATE - NIGHT Suddenly, the great floodlights are turned on, bathing lawns in an intense blue light.>>完整场景

“Luke, she’s got a fever,” Zwey said.“I ain’t a doctor,” Luke said. “We shouldn’t have left that house.” Zwey bathed her face with water, but it was like putting water on a stove, she was so hot. Zwey didn’t know what to do. A person so hot could die. He had seen much death, and very often it came with fever. He didn’t understand why she had had the baby if it was only going to make her so sick. While he was bathing her face, she sat up straight and looked at him, her eyes wide.>>完整场景

It seemed to her, after a month of it, that she was carrying Bob away with those sheets; he had already lost much weightand every morning seemed a little thinner to her. The large body that had lain beside her so many nights, that had warmed her in the icy nights, that had covered her those many times through the years and given her five children, was dribbling away as offal, and there was nothing she could do about it. The doctors in Ogallala said Bob’s skull was fractured; you couldn’t put a splint on a skull; probably he’d die. And yet he wasn’t dead. Often when she was cleaning him, bathing his soiled loins and thighs with warm water, the stem of life between his legs would raise itself, growing as if a fractured skull meant nothing to it. Clara cried at the sight—what it meant to her was that Bob still hoped for a boy. He couldn’t talk or turn himself, and he would never beat another horse, most likely, but he still wanted a boy. The stem let her know it, night after night, when all she came in to do was clean the stains from a dying body. She would roll Bob on his side and hold him there for a while, for his back and legs were developing terrible bedsores. She was afraid to turn him on his belly for fear he might suffocate, but she would hold him on his side for an hour, sometimes napping as she held him. Then she would roil him back and cover him and go back to her cot, often to lie awake half the night, looking at the prairies, sad beyond tears at the ways of things. There Bob lay, barely alive, his ribs showing more every morning, still wanting a boy. I could do it, she thought—would it save him if I did? I could go through it one more time—the pregnancy, the fear, the sore nipples, the worry—and maybe it would be a boy. Though she had borne five children, she sometimes felt barren, lying on her cot at night. She felt she was ignoring her husband’s last wish—that if she had any generosity she would do it for him. How could she lie night after night and ignore the strange, mute urgings of a dying man, one who had never been anything but kind to her, in his clumsy way. Bob, dying, still wanted her to make a little Bob. Sometimes in the long silent nights she felt she must be going crazy to think about such things, in such a way. And yet she came to dread having to go to him at night; it became as hard as anything she had had to do in her marriage. It was so hard that at times she wished Bob would go on and die, if he couldn’t get well. The truth was, she didn’t want another child, particularly not another boy. Somehow she felt confident she could keep her girls alive—but she lacked that confidence where boys were concerned. She remembered too well the days of icy terror and restless pain as she listened to Jim cough his way to death. She remembered her hatred of, and helplessness before, the fevers that had taken Jeff and Johnny. Not again, she thought—I won’t live that again, even for you, Bob. The memory of the fear that had torn her as her children approached death was the most vivid of her life: she could remember the coughings, the painful breathing. She never wanted to listen helplessly to such again.>>完整场景

Dozens of luxury cars parked outside. On a balcony, Jordan is mid-speech, in a bathing suit, addressing theStrattonites below, Teresa at his side.>>完整场景

LIONEL:

In hushed tones the BBC commentator paints a picture for the world, as you stand at the altar divested of your robes. Trumpets echo through the Abbey. The incessant rain clears miraculously as a shaft of sun streams through the stained-glass window catching your golden tunic and bathing you in light like a mediaeval knight. And you are King!>>完整场景

EXT. COAST OF VIET NAM – DAY Mahir shows Kat how to use a small pistol. Kat wears a two- piece bathing suit with a shirt over. He puts the pistol in a diver’s bag, loops the lanyard round Kat’s bare ankle.>>完整场景

INT. CAR - DAY A Central American General riding backseat of his government vehicle. TWO BEAUTIFUL LATIN WOMEN in one-piece bathing suits sit on either side of him. They both wear sashes down their front; one reads, "Miss Panama," the other reads, "Miss Venezuela." As we cut to this shot, he has both hands on each of their bare knees. He's laughing as the TOP OF HIS HEAD is BLOWN OFF.>>完整场景

Chace takes in the scene by the pool:

Getty sits on a chaiselounge beside a young STARLET in a bathing suit. Getty laughsand jokes with her; she seems genuinely charmed. GETTY (O.S.) This world was forged by two kindsof men, Mr Chace.>>完整场景