词汇：birth

n. 出生；血统，出身；起源

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This diary is my birth right.>>完整场景

Look, if you find your birth certificate, please come back.>>完整场景

Just give me your birth certificate and I'll start a file on you.>>完整场景

She died giving birth.>>完整场景

Announce birth, first Berlinghieri, 20th century. Stop!>>完整场景

Moreover, their dates of birth are very auspicious.>>完整场景

“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.>>完整场景

Clara had bought the piano with money saved all those years from the sale of her parents’ little business in Texas. She had never let Bob use the money—another bone of contention between them. She wanted it for her children, so when the time came they could be sent away to school and not have to spend their whole youth in such a raw, lonely place. The first of the money she spent was on the two-story frame house they had built three years before, after nearly fifteen years of life in the sod house Bob had dug for her on a slope above the Platte. Clara had always hated the sod house—hated the dirt that seeped down on her bedclothes, year after year. It was dust that caused her firstborn, Jim, to cough virtually from his birth until he died a year later. In the mornings Clara would walk down and wash her hair in the icy waters of the Platte, and yet by supper time, if she happened to scratch her head, her fingernails would fill with dirt that had seeped down during the day. For some reason, no matter where she moved her bed, the roof would trickle dirt right onto it. She tacked muslin, and finally canvas, on the ceiling over the bed but nothing stopped the dirt for long. It sifted through. It seemed to her that all her children had been conceived in dust clouds, dust rising from the bedclothes or sifting down from the ceiling. Centipedes and other bugs loved the roof; day after day they crawled down the walls, to end up in her stewpots or her skillets or the trunks where she stored her clothes.>>完整场景

In the long days and nights, with no one to talk to but Fowler, and him only occasionally, Elmira found herself thinking more and more about Dee. Joe she didn’t think about, had never thought about much. He had never seemed hers, exactly, though she had certainly borne him. But from the first she had looked at him with detachment and only mild interest, and the twelve years since his birth had been a waiting period—waiting for the time for when she could send him away and belong only to herself again. It occurred to her that the one good thing about marrying July Johnson was that he would do to leave Joe with.>>完整场景

“Where do you go when you go down south?” he asked Pea, who was still ruminating on the subject of his own birth.>>完整场景

Hatchlings stay in the birth environment a long time. That's conclusive.>>完整场景

HAMMOND (cont'd) They imprint on the first living creature they come in contact with. That helps them to trust me. I've been present for the birth of every animal on this Island.>>完整场景

SYDNEY PROSSER: I falsified my records back to birth. I falsified them.>>完整场景

The person that's most attracted to short selling is probably those who've been dropped on their heads at birth.>>完整场景

WILL (V.O.) My father’s birth would set the pacefor his unlikely life. No longer thanmost men’s, but larger. And as strangeas his stories got, the endings werealways the most surprising of all.>>完整场景

What about you? You haven't been without your contacts... or hair spray since birth.>>完整场景

Diet Rite. Looks like a frat; the bookish frat. Botticelli calendar: Birth of Venus. Wooden chess set.>>完整场景

Year of birth, 1958.>>完整场景

They must have a system or two They obviousIy outshine us At turning tears to mirth Have tricks a royaI highness Is minus from birth What, then, I wonder Do they To chase aII the gobIins away They have some tribaI sorcery You haven't mentioned yet Oh, what Do simpIe foIk do To forget?>>完整场景

It was on such a day as this that the idea of the Round TabIe was given birth.>>完整场景

I feel like I just gave birth to an accountant.>>完整场景

You look like the poster boy for birth control.>>完整场景

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First they told me he had died at birth. Then your father admitted he was alive, but well cared for, in secret. But the message that told of his death said he had been a prisoner.>>完整场景

The pimp -- the former Father Belles, the same man we saw as the priest who prayed with the Queen at the royal birth in the opening -- shoves his pistol at Aramis' face.>>完整场景

Your mother had been told by her own priest that you had died at birth.>>完整场景