词汇：river
n. 河，江
相关场景
- We are looking for a friend He had an accident up river Now you know Mayor Barclay doesn't wanna see you Chinese outside your alley Would you just pretend you did not see us?>> 西域雄狮 Once Upon a Time in China and America Movie Script
- We saved them from the Gold Sand River They've waken up for a short while, then again lost consciousness Seven!>> 西域雄狮 Once Upon a Time in China and America Movie Script
- - You ship your stuff by the river, right?
-你把东西运到河边，对吧？>> 美国往事Once Upon a Time in America Movie Script- CUT TO:
- ESTABLISHING SHOT ACROSS THE RIVER There are many PEOPLE --it is the day of the country's 500th Anniversary -- but all the People stop as the sound hits them. A few CHILDREN pale, bolt toward their PARENTS and -->> The Princess Bride Movie Script
- BY LARRY MCMURTRY By Sorrow’s River The Wandering Hill Sin Killer Sacajawea’s Nickname: Essays on the American West Paradise Boone’s Lick Roads Still Wild: A Collection of Western Stories Walter Benjamin at the Dairy Queen Duane’s Depressed Crazy Horse Comanche Moon Dead Man’s Walk The Late Child Streets of Laredo The Evening Star Buffalo Girls Some Can Whistle Anything for Billy>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- For his part, Dillard Brawley was so surprised to see Captain Call standing in the street that he almost dropped the few perch he had managed to catch in the river. In the growing dark he had to step close to see it was the Captain—there was only a little light left.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- He crossed the river and waited all day and all night, but never saw the other three again. His wound felt minor, though the bullet was somewhere in him, and would have to stay until he made Austin, he knew.
他过了河，日夜等待，但再也没有见过其他三个人。他知道，虽然子弹就在他身上的某个地方，但他的伤口感觉很小，必须一直待到他到达奥斯汀。>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇- As he turned to race for the river he glimpsed a short brown man rising from behind a large yucca plant. Call didn’t know how badly he was shot, or how many Indians he was up against. He went off the bank too fast and the buggy crashed against a big rock at the water’s edge. It splintered and turned over, the coffin underneath it. Call glanced back and saw only four Indians. He dismounted, snuck north along the river for a hundred yards, and was able to shoot one of the four.
当他转身奔向河边时，他瞥见一个矮小的棕色男人从一棵大型丝兰植物后面站了起来。Call不知道他中枪有多厉害，也不知道他面对多少印度人。他下岸太快了，马车撞上了水边的一块大石头。它裂开了，翻了个身，棺材在下面。Call回头一看，只看见四个印第安人。他下了马，沿着河边偷偷向北走了一百码，并射中了四个人中的一个。>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇- It was a dry year, the grass of the llano brown, the long plain shimmering with mirages. Call followed the Pecos, down through Bosque Redondo and south through New Mexico. He knew it was dangerous—in such a year, Indians might follow the river too. But he feared the drought worse. At night lightning flickered high above the plains; thunder rumbledbut no rain fell. The days were dull and hot, and he saw no one—just an occasional antelope. His animals were tiring, and so was he. He tried driving at night but had to give it up—too often he would nod off, and once came within an ace of smashing a buggy wheel. The coffin was sprung from so much bouncing and began to leak a fine trail of salt.
那是一个干旱的年份，拉诺岛的草是棕色的，长长的平原上布满了海市蜃楼。电话跟着佩科斯河，穿过博斯克雷东多，向南穿过新墨西哥州。他知道这很危险——在这样的一年里，印第安人也可能会沿河而行。但他担心干旱会更严重。夜晚，闪电在平原上空闪烁；雷声隆隆，但没有下雨。天气又闷又热，他什么也没看见，只是偶尔看到一只羚羊。他的动物很累，他也是。他试着在晚上开车，但不得不放弃——他经常打盹，有一次差点摔坏一个车轮。棺材从这么大的弹跳中弹了出来，开始漏出一条细小的盐迹。>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇- One night he felt the country was too rough for evening travel so he camped by the Purgatoire River, or Picketwire, as the cowboys called it. He heard the sound of an approaching horse and wearily picked up his rifle. It was only one horse. Dusk had not quite settled into night, and he could see the rider coming—a big man. The horse turned out to be a red mule and the big man Charles Goodnight. Call had known the famous cattleman since the Fifties, and they had ridden together a few times in the Frontier Regiment, before he and Gus were sent to the border. Call had never taken to the man—Goodnight was indifferent to authority, or at least unlikely to put any above his own—but he could not deny that the man had uncommon ability. Goodnight rode up to the campfire but did not dismount.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- “I’ll write him,” she said. “I’ll see he gets your name if I have to carry the letter to Montana myself. And I’ll tell you another thing: I’m sorry you and Gus McCrae ever met. All you two done was ruin one another, not to mention those close to you. Another reason I didn’t marry him was because I didn’t want to fight you for him every day of my life. You men and your promises: they’re just excuses to do what you plan to do anyway, which is leave. You think you’ve always done right—that’s your ugly pride, Mr. Call. But you never did right and it would be a sad woman that needed anything from you. You’re a vain coward, for all your fighting. I despised you then, for what you were, and I despise you now, for what you’re doing.” Clara could not check her bitterness—even now, she knew, the man thought he was doing the right thing. She strode beside the horse, pouring out her contempt, until Call put the mule and the dun into a trot, the buggy, with the coffin on it, squeaking as it bounced over the rough plain.SO CAPTAIN CALL TURNED back down the rivers, cut by the quirt of Clara’s contempt and seared with the burn of his own regret. For a week, down from the Platte and across the Republican, he could not forget what she said: that he had never done right, that he and Gus had ruined one another, that he was a coward, that she would take a letter to the boy. He had gone through life feeling that he had known what should be done, and now a woman flung it at him that he hadn’t.
“我会给他写信的，”她说。“如果我必须亲自把这封信带到蒙大拿州，我会看到他得到你的名字。我还要告诉你另一件事：我很抱歉你和格斯·麦克雷见过面。你们俩所做的只是互相毁灭，更不用说那些亲近的人了。我没有嫁给他的另一个原因是，我不想在我生命中的每一天都为他和你战斗。你们这些男人和你们的承诺：不管怎样，它们只是做你计划做的事情的借口，那就是离开。你认为你一直做得对——这是你丑陋的骄傲，Call先生。但你从来没有做过对的事，一个需要你做任何事情的悲伤女人。你是一个徒劳的懦夫，尽管你战斗了这么久。那时我鄙视你，因为你是什么样的人，现在我也鄙视你，也因为你在做什么。”克拉拉无法控制自己的痛苦——即使现在，她知道，那个男人认为他做的是对的。她大步走在马旁边，倾诉着她的蔑视，直到Call把骡子和驴子放进小跑中，马车上的棺材在崎岖的平原上颠簸时吱吱作响。于是，船长CALL转身顺流而下，被克拉拉的轻蔑所打断，又被自己的悔恨所灼烧。一个星期以来，从普拉特到整个共和党人，他都忘不了她说的话：他从来没有做过正确的事，他和格斯互相毁了对方，他是个懦夫，她会给那个男孩写信。他一生都觉得自己知道该做什么，现在一个女人向他扔来，说他没有。>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇- He regretted that he had to take Gus to the women, but felt it was part of his obligation to deliver the notes Gus had written when he was dying. The Platte was so full of ducks and geese that he heard their gabbling all day, though he rode a mile from the river.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- Once he struck Wyoming, he rode for eleven days without seeing a soul. The buggy held up well, but Greasy lost flesh from the pace Call kept up. The coffin got some bad jolts crossing the gullies near the Powder River, but the reinforcements held it together.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- Feeling that it was pointless, but acting from force of habit, they pulled the two stuck heifers from the Milk River mud.IN MILES CITY, Call found that the storage of Augustus’s remains had been bungled. Something had broken into the shed and knocked the coffin off the barrels. In the doctor’s opinion it had probably been a wolverine, or possibly a cougar. The coffin had splintered and the varmint had run off with the amputated leg. The mistake wasn’t discovered until after a blizzard had passed through, so of course the leg had not been recovered.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- Later in the morning, he and Pea Eye and Needle were riding the banks of the Milk, seeing if any cattle were bogged. They were always bogging. Getting them out was hard, muddy work, but it had to be done; if it rained, the river might rise in the night and drown the bogged animals.The day was cold and blowy. Newt had to wade out into the mud three times to lift the hind ends of the bogged yearlings, while Needle roped the animals by the head and drug them out. Newt scraped the mud off his legs as best he could, put his pants back on, and was getting ready to turn back toward headquarters when he saw the Captain riding toward them.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- Then the other man, Dish Boggett, had to come, bringing the news that Augustus McCrae was dead. He had picked his way along the Platte River in a January blizzard. Both his horses were exhausted, but Dish himself seemed no worse for wear. He treated blizzards as a matter-of-fact occurrence.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- After that, when he took his raw mounts out for a ride, he turned them away from the river as soon as he left the fort.JULY JOHNSON PROPOSED to Clara in the first week of the new year. He had been trying to stop himself from doing just that for months, and then he did it one day when, at her request, he brought in a sack of potatoes. It had been very cold and the potatoes were frozen—Clara wanted them in the warm kitchen to thaw. His son Martin was crawling on the kitchen floor when he came in and Clara was stirring batter for one of the cakes she couldn’t live without. As soon as he sat the frozen potatoes on the table, he did it. “Would you ever marry me?” was the way he put it, and immediately felt a terrible fool for having uttered the words. In the months he had worked for her their relations had been unchanged, and he supposed she would think him drunk or out of his head for raising such a thought.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- So Call agreed, and Newt stayed at the fort a month, breaking horses. The weather improved. It was cold, but the days were often fine and sunny. Newt’s only scare came when he took a strong sorrel gelding out of the fort for his first ride and the horse took the bit between his teeth and raced out onto the Missouri ice. When the horse hit the ice he slipped and, though he crashed through the ice, fortunately they were in shallow water and Newt was able to struggle out and lead the horse out too. A few soldiers coming in with a load of wood helped him get dry. Newt knew it would have been a different story if the horse had made it to the center of the river before breaking through the ice.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- Dish resolved that as soon as the building was done he would go like a streak for Nebraska. The thought that a stranger might come along and win Lorie before he could get back was a torment to him—but it made him one of the more vigorous members of the logging crew once the building got started. Most of the other members of the crew, Jasper and Needle particularly, were less vigorous, and they irritated Dish by taking frequent breaks, leaving him to chop alone. They would sit around smoking, keeping a close watch for bears, while Dish flailed away, the sound of the striking ax echoing far across the valley of the Milk River.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- That night, camping alone, he dreamed of Gus. Frequently he woke up to hear Gus’s voice, so real he looked around expecting to see him. Sometimes he would scarcely fall asleep before he dreamed of Gus, and it was even beginning to happen in the daytime if he rode along not paying much attention to his surroundings. Gus dead invaded his thoughts as readily as he had when he was alive. Usually he came to josh and tease, much as he had in life. “Just because you’ve got to the top of the country, you don’t have to stop,” he said, in one dream. “Turn east and keep going until you hit Chicago.” Call didn’t want to turn east, but neither did he particularly want to stop. Gus’s death, and the ones before it, had caused him to lose his sense of purpose to such an extent that he scarcely cared from one day to the next what he was doing. Hekept on going north because it had become a habit. But they had reached the Milk River and winter was coming, so he had to break the habit or else lose most of the men and probably the cattle too.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- “That’s the last one,” Old Hugh said. “You go much north of that river and you’re in Canada.” Call left the herd to graze and rode east alone for a day. The country was beautiful, with plenty of grass and timber enough in the creek bottoms for building a house and corrals. He came across scattered buffalo, including one large herd.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- A few days later they finally came to the Milk River. It was a crisp fall day, and most of the men were wearing their new coats. The slopes of the mountains to the west were covered with snow.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- “That was the Musselshell River, where you holed up,” he said. “I met that old trapper and he told me. We may take him with us to scout, since he knows the country.” “I wish I had some better whiskey,” Augustus said. “This is a cheap product.” “Well, the saloon’s closed, probably,” Call said.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- “Yes, me,” Call said. “Why not me?” “I take it back, Woodrow,” Augustus said. “I have no doubt you’ll miss me. You’ll probably die of boredom this winter and I’ll never get to Clara’s orchard.” “Why do you call it that?” “We had picnics there,” Augustus said. “I took to calling it that. It pleased Clara. I could please her oftener in those days.” “Well, but is that any reason to go so far to be buried?” Call said. “She’d allow you a grave in Nebraska, I’m sure.” “Yes, but we had our happiness in Texas,” Augustus said. “It was my best happiness, too. If you’re too lazy to take me to Texas, then just throw me out the window and be done with it.” He spoke with vehemence. “She’s got her family in Nebraska,” Augustus added, more quietly. “I don’t want to lie there with that dumb horse trader she married.” “This would make a story if there was anybody to tell it,” Call said. “You want me to carry your body three thousand miles because you used to go picnicking with a girl on the Guadalupe River?” “That, plus I want to see if you can do it,” Augustus said.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- “Woodrow, I wish you’d relax,” Augustus said. “You can’t save me, and it would be a pity if we fought at this stage. I might kill you accidentally and them boys would sit out on the plains and freeze.” Call didn’t answer. He felt tired and old and sad. He had pressed the mare all day and all night, had easily found the river where the battle took place, recovered Pea Eye’s rifle and even his boots and shirt, found Gus’s saddle, and raced for Miles City. He had risked ruining the Hell Bitch—he hadn’t, though she was tired—and still he had arrived too late. Gus would die, and all he could do was keep a death watch.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇