词汇：burn

vt. 燃烧；烧毁，灼伤；激起…的愤怒

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Find my son, or I'll burn down this Goddamn building.
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Martinez, burn the jets.
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But if I use the heater... I will burn through half my battery every day.
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And then if I just direct the hydrogen into a small area... and burn it.
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You take hydrogen, you add oxygen, you burn.
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“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 stumbled on, feeling that the sun would burn off what skin he had left. Several times during the afternoon he fell. He grew lightheaded and felt as if he were floating. Then his swollen feet would refuse to work, and instead of floating he would fall. Once he came to lying flat on his back in the grass, the sun burning into his eyes. He scrambled up and looked around, feeling that the herd might have walked right past him when he slept. He tried very hard to walk a straight line south, but his legs were so weak that he kept wobbling off course.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
“Is that woman real sick?” Betsey asked. “Why does she yell so much?” “She’s working at a hard task,” Clara said. “You better not burn that porridge, because I want some.” She carried the bucket up to the bedroom, pulled the smelly sheets out from under Bob, and washed him. Bob stared straight up, as he always did. Usually she warmed the water but this morning she hadn’t taken the time. It was cold and raised goosebumps on his legs. His big ribs seemed to stick out more every day. She had forgotten to bring fresh sheets—it was a constant problem, keeping fresh sheets—so she covered him with a blanket and walked out on her porch for a minute. She heard Elmira begin to moan, again and again. She ought to go relieve Cholo, she knew, but she didn’t rush. The birth might take another day. Everything took longer than it should, or else went too quick. Her sons’ lives had been whipped away like a breath, while her husband had lain motionless for two months and still wasn’t dead. It was wearying, trying to adjust to all the paces life required.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
“You’ve got too much fire in that stove, you’ll burn everything,” Clara said, when she saw how the girls were progressing with breakfast.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
“I’d rather live in a tepee, like an Indian,” she told Bob many times. “I’d be cleaner. When it got dirty we could burn it.” The idea had shocked Bob, a conventional man if there ever was one. He could not believe he had married a woman who wanted to live like an Indian. He worked hard to give her a respectable life, and yet she said things like that—and meant them. And she stubbornly kept her own money, year after year—for the children’s education, she said, although one by one the three boys died long before they were old enough to be sent anywhere. The last two lived long enough for Clara to teach them to read. She had read them Walter Scott’s Ivanhoe when Jeff and Johnny were six and seven, respectively.
“我宁愿像印度人一样住在帐篷里，”她多次告诉鲍勃。“我会更干净。当它变脏时，我们可以烧掉它。”这个想法震惊了鲍勃，他是一个传统的人。他简直不敢相信自己娶了一个想像印度人一样生活的女人。他努力工作，让她过上体面的生活，然而她却说出了这样的话——而且是认真的。她说，她年复一年地固执地保留着自己的钱，用于孩子们的教育，尽管三个男孩一个接一个地在他们长大到可以被送到任何地方之前就去世了。最后两个孩子活得足够长，克拉拉教他们读书。杰夫和约翰尼分别六岁和七岁时，她读过沃尔特·斯科特的《艾芬豪》。
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
“What’s that for?” little Eddie asked. “You’ve already shot ’em and hung ’em.” “Yes, and now I intend to burn them,” Dan said. “Any objections from you schoolteachers?” He looked at all three of them, challenge in his angry eyes. No one said a word. Jake felt sickened by what was happening, but he didn’t try and stop it. Dan Suggs was crazy, there was no doubt of that, but his craziness didn’t affect his aim. The only way to stop him would be to kill him, a risky business in broad daylight.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
She held the blanket around her as tightly as she could, and her teeth were clenched as they had been when she crossed the river. She kept trying to think about something besides the lightning, but she couldn’t. She kept thinking of how it would feel if it hit her—it was said to be like a burn, but how could a burn travel through your body in an instant?
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“I want to marry you,” Xavier said. “Do not go. If you go I don’t want to live. I will burn the place down. It’s a filthy place anyway. I will burn it tomorrow.” Well, it’s your place, she thought. Burn it if you want to. But she didn’t say it. Xavier had not been unkind to her. He had given her a job when she didn’t have a penny, and had paid promptly for whatever services he required. Now he was standing on the stairs, so wrought up he could hardly see.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
When it was over, Jake took a nap, and instead of getting up and dressing, Lorie lay with him, thinking. She thought of San Francisco, and just thinking about it made her think that she could do anything. She didn’t even feel like moving to wipe the sheets. Let them be. She would be going soon, and Xavier could burn them for all she cared.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
“Xavier, I’ll make you a deal,” Augustus said. “Loan Dish here two dollars so we can get a little game going, and I’ll rake that hat into a towsack and carry it home to my pigs. It’s the only way you’ll ever get rid of it.” “If you wear it again I will burn it,” Xavier said, still inflamed. “I will burn the whole place. Then where will you go?” “If you was to burn that pianer you best have a swift mule waiting,” Lippy said, his lip undulating as he spoke. “The church folks won’t like it.” Dish found the conversation a burden to listen to. He had delivered a small horse herd in Matamoros and had ridden nearly a hundred miles upriver with Lorie in mind. It was funny he would do it, since the thought of her scared him, but he had just kept riding and here he was. He mainly did his sporting with Mexican whores, but now and then he found he wanted a change from small brown women. Lorena was so much of a change that at the thought of her his throat clogged up and he lost his ability to talk. He had already been with her four times and had a vivid memory of how white she was: moon-pale and touched with shadows, like the night outside. Only not like the night, exactly—he could ride through the night peacefully, and a ride with Lorena was not peaceful. She used some cheap powder, a souvenir of her city living, and the smell of it seemed to follow Dish for weeks. He didn’t like just paying her, though—it seemed to him it would be better if he brought her a fine present from Abilene or Dodge. He could get away with that with the señoritas—they liked the idea of presents to look forward to, and Dish was careful never to renege. He always came back from Dodge with ribbons and combs.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
93OMITTED 94INTRESTAURANTNIGHT ELLIE comes into the darkened restaurant, following the source of the flickering light. A candle burns at a table in the corner.
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Up in the tree, Grant's eyes immediately burn from the vapor He squints to see through the fog, where he spots A HUMAN SHAPE: at the edge of the smoke
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Watch what happens now Play Gloomy Sunday, not long until evening... In dark shadows, my loneliness grieving Eyes closed, and before me you go, But you sleep, and I wait for morrow Play it for me I see figures, and send you this plea Tell the angels to leave room for me Gloomy Sunday So many Sundays, alone in the shadows, I will go now with night, wherever it goes Eyes glisten as candles burn bright Weep not, friends, my burden is light With a last breath I return to my home, safe in the land of the shadows I roam Gloomy Sunday He used my gun llona!
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[Homer] When the rocket propellant burns, it produces a river of gas... which flows through the convergent section of the nozzle.
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This burns my ass.
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MARK HANNA: Good, jerking off is key. And I highly recommend cocaine, which will make you dial faster, which is good for me. Churn ‘em and burn ‘em, baby.
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WINSTON CHURCHILL Wallis wrote it for him. I'll burn it. I fear your brother is like the child in a fairy story, given everything in the world, but they forgot his soul. Quite happy to bring his nation to the brink of civil war just as we face global conflict.
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INT. SHACK - DAY The inside is nicer than you’d think, a real home. A fire burns in the stove, and curtains hang in the windows.
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STONE:
If the muscles and other cells of the body burn sugar instead of oxygen, lactic acid is produced. That lactic acid is what caused Santiago's lungs to bleed.
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Feel the burn.
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