词汇：favorite

n. 幸运儿；喜欢的事物；特别喜欢的人

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All I’m demonstrating here is that it’s no longer necessary to live and work like this. You can choose something different. Hotwire is an alternative. #Nobuild is an alternative. Nobody is taking your favorite bundler away. TypeScript is still there for those who want that. IT’S ALL GOOD!
我在这里要证明的是，不再需要像这样生活和工作。你可以选择不同的东西。热线是一种替代方案#Nobuild是一种替代方案。没有人会拿走你最喜欢的包。TypeScript仍然适合那些想要它的人。一切都好！
>> Rails8
And the same thing happened when I was learning German.I decided to watch "Friends", my favorite sitcom, in German.
>> The secret of learning new language [TED]
I want to read "Harry Potter" instead, because that was my favorite book as a child, and I have read it many times.
>> The secret of learning new language [TED]
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99 EXT. TITANIC - DAY TITANIC STEAMS TOWARD US, in the dusk light, as if lit by the embers of a giant fire. As the ship looms, FILLING FRAME, we push in on the bow. Jack is there, right at the apex of the bow railing, his favorite spot. He closes his eyes, letting the chill wind clear his head.
>> 泰坦尼克号 Titanic (1997) Movie Script
Their favorite.
>> Spider-Man 3 蜘蛛侠 3 Movie Script
TONY STARK:
Come on, that's your favorite story. I love you tons. [Kisses Morgan on the forehead.]
>> Avengers: Endgame 复仇者联盟4：终局之战 Movie Script
George:
But I can't go to the dance, I'll miss my favorite television program, Science Fiction Theater.
>> Back to the Future 回到未来 1985 Movie Script
I'll get him a few of his favorite comic books.
>> 2024-5 Tai Chi and Yoga
They laugh; Michael moves toward them. Francesca throws her arms around him, and kisses her favorite uncle. The flushed young man shakes his hand heartily.
>> The Godfather: Part II 教父2 1974 Movie Script
MICHAEL leaves his suitcase and walks to his favorite son and embraces him.
>> The Godfather教父 1972 Movie Script
I know this is wrong, but this is my favorite part of the job.
>> Spare Parts 拼凑梦想 (2015) Movie Script
You'd be my favorite dead poet, too, but obviously you're not dead yet. I mean... - No, no.
>> 成人世界 Adult World (2013) Movie Script
You're my favorite living poet, I just want to say.
>> 成人世界 Adult World (2013) Movie Script
- My favorite poet in the world.
>> 成人世界 Adult World (2013) Movie Script
It's like my favorite haiku.
>> 成人世界 Adult World (2013) Movie Script
"The squalor of splendor" is one of my favorite poems ever written.
>> 成人世界 Adult World (2013) Movie Script
...favorite book or favorite dolly, they find a piece of Christmas holly.
>> 1900 Movie Script
He even gave the old man his favorite clothes.
>> 刺猬索尼克 1996 Sonic the Hedgehog Movie Script
Those are Sonic's favorite clothes!
>> 刺猬索尼克 1996 Sonic the Hedgehog Movie Script
This island is my favorite place in the world!
>> 2024-01-the grilled cheese sandwich
GRANDFATHER: (off-screen) Her favorite pastimes were riding her horse and tormenting the farm boy that worked there. His name was Westley, but she never called him that.
>> The Princess Bride Movie Script
Friday is my favorite weekday.
>> 2024-01-the grilled cheese sandwich
“I sit there alone,” she said. “I don’t want the girls to be there because I don’t want them to get death too much in their minds. I sit there and I think, I’m alone, and I can’t help this child. If it wants to die I can’t stop it. I can love it until I bleed and it won’t stop it. I hope it won’t die. I hope it can grow up and have its time. I know how I’ll feel if it does die, how long it’ll take me to care if I draw breath, much less about cooking and the girls and all the things you have to do if you’re alive.” Clara paused. In the lots a sorrel stallion whinnied. He was her favorite, but this day she appeared not to hear him.“I know if I lose one more child I’ll never care again,” she said. “I won’t. Nothing will make any difference to me again if I lose one more. It’ll ruin me, and that’ll ruin my girls. I’ll never buy another horse, or cook another meal, or take another man. I’ll starve, or else I’ll go crazy and welcome it. Or I’ll kill the doctor for not coming, or you for not sitting with me, or something. If you want to marry me, why don’t you come and sit?” July realized then that he had managed to do a terrible thing, though all he had done was go to his room in the ordinary way. It startled him to hear Clara say she could kill him over such a thing as that, but he knew from her look that it wasn’t just talk.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
That night he wondered if he ought to leave. He could not stay around Clara without nursing hopes, and yet he could detect no sign that she cared about him. Sometimes he thought she did, but when he thought it over he always concluded that he had just been imagining things. Her remarks to him generally had a stinging quality, but he would often not realize he had been stung until after she left the scene. Working together in the lots, which they did whenever the weather was decent, she often lectured him on his behavior with the horses. She didn’t feel he paid close attention to them. July was at a loss to know how anyone could pay close attention to a horse when she was around, and yet the more his eyes turned to her the worse he did with the horses and the more disgusted she grew. His eyes would turn to her, though. She had taken to wearing her husband’s old coat and overshoes, both much too big for her. She wouldn’t wear gloves—she claimed the horses didn’t like it—and her large bony hands often got so cold she would have to stick them under the coat for a few minutes to warm them. She wore a variety of caps that she had ordered from somewhere—apparently she liked caps as much as she liked cake. None of them were particularly suited to a Nebraska winter. Her favorite one was an old Army cap Cholo had picked up on the plains somewhere. Sometimes Clara would tie a wool scarf over it to keep her ears warm, but usually the scarf came untied in the course of working with the horses, so that when they walked back up for a meal her hair was usually spilling over the collar of the big coat. Yet July couldn’t stop his eyes from feasting on her. He thought she was wonderfully beautiful, so beautiful that merely to walk with her from the lots to the house, when she was in a good mood, was enough to make him give up for another month all thought of leaving. He told himself that just being able to work with her was enough. And yet, it wasn’t—which is why the question finally forced itself out. He was miserable all night, for she hadn’t answered the question. But he had spoken the words and revealed what he wanted. He supposed she would think worse of him than she already did, once she thought it over.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
“Take the sign back and stick it over my grave.” “Have you wrote them notes for the women yet?” Call asked. “I won’t know what to say to them, you see.” “Dern, I forgot, and my two favorite women, too,” Augustus said. “Get me some paper.” The doctor had brought in a tablet for Augustus to write his will on. Augustus drew himself up and slowly wrote two notes.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇