词汇：blade

n. 刀片，刀锋；叶片；剑

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It was as if he were looking through water—as if he had come back to the old river and were lying on the bottom, looking at Mr. Gus through the shallow brown water. Mr. Gus’s head had grown larger, was floating off. It was rising toward the sky like the moon. He could barely see it and then couldn’t see it at all, but the waters parted for a moment and he saw a blade or two of grass, close to his eye; then to his relief the brown waters came back and covered him again, deep this time and warm.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
He rolled over, wondering if somehow one of the mules had got in a kick—it wouldn’t have been the first time he was surprised by a mule. But when he looked up and blinked the dust out of his eyes he saw an angry old man with a long sandy beard standing over him, gripping a ten-gauge shotgun. It was the shotgun that had knocked him down—the old fool had whacked him across the shoulder blades with it. The man must have been standing behind the wagon.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
“It’s a weak excuse,” Wilbarger said, marking his place with a grass blade and standing up. “I didn’t notice much law in Arkansas either. There’s law of sorts in New Orleans, but out here it’s every man for himself.” “Well, there’s Texas Rangers but I guess they mostly fight the Indians,” July said, wondering where the conversation would end.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
Roscoe woke up soaked, though not from rain. He had rolled off his blanket in the night and been soaked by the heavy dew. As the sun rose water sparkled on the grass blades near his eyes. In the cabin he could hear the old man snoring loudly. There was no sound from the girl.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
Tobe Walker looked wistful when they told him they were taking a herd to Montana. “If I hadn’t married, I bet I’d go with you,” he said. “I imagine there’s some fair pastures up there. Being a lawman these days is mostly a matter of collaring drunks, and it does get tiresome.” When they left, he went off dutifully to make his rounds. Augustus hitched the new mules to the new wagon. The streets of San Antonio were silent and empty as they left. The moon was high and a couple of stray goats nosed around the walls of the old Alamo, hoping to find a blade of grass. When they had first come to Texas in the Forties people had talked of nothing but Travis and his gallant losing battle, but the battle had mostly been forgotten and the building neglected.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
The knowledge that the Captain was in the room with a whore struck Pea hard, sort of like the bullet that had hit him just behind the shoulder blades in the big Indian scrape up by Fort Phantom Hill. When the bullet hit he felt a solid whack and then sort of went numb in the brain—and it was the same with the notion that struck him as he was carrying the ax home from the saloon: Maggie was talking to the Captain in the privacy of her room, whereas so far as he knew no one had ever heard of the Captain doing more than occasionally tipping his hat to a lady if he met one in the street.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
Augustus himself took a dim view of the utility of knives, particularly of fancy knives. He carried a plain old clasp in his pocket and used it mainly for cutting his toenails. In the old days, when they all lived mostly off game, he had carried a good skinning knife as a matter of necessity, but he had no regard at all for the knife as a fighting weapon. So far as he was concerned, the invention of the Colt revolver had rendered all other short-range weapons obsolete. It was a minor irritant that he had to spend virtually every night of his life listening to Bol grind his blade away.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
“The older the violin, the sweeter the music,” Augustus said. “Us old folks appreciate whetting just as much as the young, or maybe more. You ought to bring her up here to live, Bol. Think of the money you’d save on whetstones.” “That knife would cut through a man’s naik like it was butter,” Pea Eye said. He had an appreciation of such things, being the owner of a fine Bowie knife himself. It had a fourteen-inch blade and he had bought it from a soldier who had personally commissioned it from Bowie. He didn’t sharpen it every night like Bol did his, but he took it out of its big sheath once in a while to make sure it hadn’t lost its edge. It was his Sunday knife and he didn’t use it for ordinary work like butchering or cutting leather. Bolivar never used his for ordinary work either, though once in a while, if he was in a good mood, he would throw it and stick it in the side of a wagon, or maybe shave off a few fine curls of rawhide with it.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
Although Newt liked Bolivar and considered him a friend, the fact that Bol felt it necessary to sharpen the knife every night made him a little nervous. Mr. Gus’s constant joking about bandits—although Newt knew it was joking—had its effect. It was a mystery to him why Bol sharpened the knife every single night, since he never cut anything with it. When he asked him about it Bol smiled and tested the blade gently with his thumb.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
After supper, when Call left for the river, Augustus, Pea Eye, Newt, Bolivar and the pigs repaired to the porch. The pigs nosed around in the yard, occasionally catching a lizard or a grasshopper, a rat snake or an unwary locust. Bolivar brought out a whetstone and spent twenty minutes or so sharpening the fine bone-handled knife that he wore at his belt. The handle was made from the horn of a mule deer and the thin blade flashed in the moonlight as Bolivar carefully drew it back and forth across the whetstone, spitting on the stone now and then to dampen its surface.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
If we so much as bend a blade of grass.... - Dad, are you mad?
>> 侏罗纪公园2 The Lost World Jurassic Park (1997)Movie Script
One over-eager pteranodon sticks his head up to high, getting decapitated by the blade.
>> 侏罗纪公园3 Jurassic Park 3 (2001) Movie Script
Grant YELLS at the first chopper, trying to wave it away. But the noise of the blades is DEAFENDING.
>> 侏罗纪公园3 Jurassic Park 3 (2001) Movie Script
The left propeller clips the flank of the enormous dinosaur, SNAPPING the blade.
>> 侏罗纪公园3 Jurassic Park 3 (2001) Movie Script
495. The academic topic is why the blade of the spade is still sharp after decades' decay.
495.学术主题是为什么铁锹的刀刃经过几十年的腐烂仍然锋利。
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>> 间接伤害 Collateral Damage Movie Script
JOHNNY:
I’m sorry I haven’t been around more-Cleo looks out the taxi window at him- huh? She can’t hear him over the helicopter blades.
>> 在某处Somewhere Movie Script
Johnny stands with the helicopter behind him. It’s loud and windy from the blades.
>> 在某处Somewhere Movie Script
With a final heave Matt deflects the down-pressure sideways and the blade snaps with a CLINK against the headboard.
>> 终结者The Terminator Movie Script
The enormous muscles of his arms, which seem capable of bench pressing a Chrysler, strain and knot against the pressure of the killer's single arm... And still the blade moves closer to his throat.
>> 终结者The Terminator Movie Script
UP ANGLE - PAST MATT, as the five-inch blade of an industrial razor-knife reaches full extension in Terminator's hand, right above him.
>> 终结者The Terminator Movie Script
(Roars) Let fall thy blade on vulnerable crests.
>> Macbeth Movie Script
F***! Why is there an open blade here?
>> I Am a Dad Movie Script
Phillippe rises with a slow, terrible resolve, and moves to Louis. When Louis tries to rise to his feet he finds the blade of the young Lieutenant Andre pointed at his chest.
>> 铁面人 The Man in the Iron Mask Movie Script
PHILLIPPE: I am unhurt -- Louis bounces off the wall and thrusts back again, driving the blade into d'Artagnan's back.
>> 铁面人 The Man in the Iron Mask Movie Script