词汇：continued
adj. 继续的；持久的
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- The speedboat had struck a buoy, but it continued to move very quickly across the water.>> 86-Out of Control
- As soon as I tap on the window, you must stop within five feet.' I continued driving and after some time, the examiner tapped loudly.>> 69-But not Murder!
- WLADYSLAW SZPILMAN CONTINUED TO LIVE IN WARSAW UNTIL HIS DEATH ON 6 JULY 2OOO.>> 钢琴家 The Pianist Movie Script
- Throughout my 20s, I continued experimenting trying different things racing bikes and boats and constantly changing jobs.>> a pivotal moment in my life
- ROOSEVELT:
- The distance of Hawaii from Japan makes it obvious that the attacks was planned many days or even weeks ago. During the intervening time the Japanese Government has deliberately sought to deceive the United States by false statements and expressions of hope for continued peace.>> Pearl Harbor 珍珠港（2001） Movie Script
- The sentimental tune is continued over the following:>> The Godfather教父 1972 Movie Script
- The next day, since the weather continued pretty, he decided to go to Fort Benton himself. Major Court had indicated that the Army might frequently need beef if the winter got bad and the tribes fared poorly. After all, he had come to Montana in the hope of selling cattle. Once the news reached Texas that they had made the drive, others would soon follow, probably by next fall, and it was well to establish good connections with the Army, the only buyer in the Territory who might want beef.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- The other men continued to talk of Augustus’s strange request.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- In his weariness, he even forgot for a time that Gus had been left in the little cave. Several times he spoke to Gus as he stumbled along—mainly asking directions. For a time he felt Gus was just ahead, leading the way. Or was it Deets? Pea Eye felt confused. Whoever it was wouldn’t speak to him, and yet he continued to ask questions. He took comfort in thinking Gus or Deets was there. They were the best scouts. They would lead him in.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- Augustus, however, listened with appreciation. The war cries continued for an hour. In a lull, Augustus cupped his hands and let out a long, loud cry himself. He kept it up until he ran out of breath. Pea Eye had never heard Augustus yell like that and hardly knew what to make of it. It sounded exactly like a Comanche war cry.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- “It’s mainly Martin that I wanted,” she continued. “As life goes on I got less and less use for grown men.” Lorena smiled in spite of herself. There was something amusing about the sassy way Clara talked. It was no wonder Gus admired her, for he liked to talk a lot himself.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- “Put him against your shoulder,” Clara said. “You don’t have to hold him like that—he ain’t a newspaper.” July tried it. The baby soon wet his shirt with slobbers, but he wasn’t crying. July continued to hum “Lorena.” Then, to his relief, Clara took the baby.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- As soon as they heard the ruling, spirits improved, all except Po Campo’s. He continued to insist that it would be dry.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- He crouched under the horse until the hailstorm subsided, which was not more than ten minutes after it began. The muddy banks of the Canadian were covered with hailstones, and so were the plains around them. The cattle and horses crunched through the hail as they walked. Isolated stones continued to plop down now and then, bouncing off the ones already there.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- He crouched under the horse until the hailstorm subsided, which was not more than ten minutes after it began. The muddy banks of the Canadian were covered with hailstones, and so were the plains around them. The cattle and horses crunched through the hail as they walked. Isolated stones continued to plop down now and then, bouncing off the ones already there.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- Call heard little of the talk or the singing, for he continued to make his camp apart. He thought it best. If the herd ran, he would be in a better position to head it.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- “Hell, I can’t help her,” Monkey John said. “You heard him. He gave her to them.” One of the Kiowas understood the talk and was angered. He pulled his knife and stood over Dog Face threateningly. Dog Face continued to moan. Then the Kiowa sat on his chest and Dog Face screamed, a weak scream. The rest of the Indians jumped for him. He was too weak even to lift a hand. One Kiowa cut his belt and two more pulled his pants off. Before Lorena could even turn her head, they castrated him. Another slashed a knife across his forehead and began to rip off his hair. Dog Face screamed again, but it was soon muffled as the Kiowas held his head and stuffed his own bloody organsinto his mouth, shoving them down his throat with the handle of a knife. His hair was soon ripped off and the Kiowa took the scalp and tied it to his lance. Dog Face struggled for breath, a pool of blood beneath his legs. Yet he wasn’t dead.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- “You could go off aways,” Dog Face said. “I don’t want to sit in your piss.” The old man continued to make water, most of it hitting the campfire and making a spitting sound, but some splattering on the ground near where Dog Face sat.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- MONKEY JOHN HATED IT that she wouldn’t talk. “By God, I’ll cut your tongue out if you ain’t gonna use it,” he said once, and he knocked her down and sat on her, his big knife an inch from her face, until Dog Face threatened to shoot him if he didn’t let her be. Lorena expected him to do it. He was the worst man she had ever known, worse even than Ermoke and the Kiowas, though they were bad enough. She shut her eyes, expecting to feel the knife, but Dog Face cocked his pistol and Monkey John didn’t cut her. He continued to sit on her chest though, arguing with Dog Face about her silence.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- Back at the camp, Augustus rested in the shade of the little bluff. Aus Frank continued to haul in bones until sundown.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- “Why don’t you just shoot her?” he asked the little man. “She was willing to shoot you.” The little man didn’t answer. He was breathing hard but he continued to try and tie Janey’s wrists.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- The big man with the shotgun seemed to find the tussle amusing. He walked over for a closer look, though he continued to keep the shotgun pointed at Roscoe.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- “Bill who?” “Bill,” she repeated. “He gave me to old Sam. I ain’t going with Bill again.”She continued to hide at the approach of strangers, and once in a while Roscoe had to admit that it was well she did.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- But he was forced to wait, as the old man scratched around in piles of dusty papers and looked in fifteen or twenty pigeonholes. “Dern,” the old man said. “I remember you having a letter. I hope some fool ain’t thrown it away by mistake.” Three cowboys came in, all with letters they had written to their sisters or sweethearts, and all of them had to stand there waiting while the old man continued his search. July’s heart began to sink. Probably the old man had a poor memory, and if there was a letter it was for somebody else.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- “What’s that?” Roscoe said, thinking that if he spoke up the old man might let be. But it didn’t work. The scuffling continued and the girl kept whimpering. Then it seemed they fell against the cabin, not a foot from Roscoe’s head. “If you don’t lay still I’ll whup you tomorrow till you’ll wisht you had,” the old man said. He sounded out of breath. Roscoe tried to think of what July would do in such a situation. July had always cautioned him about interfering in family disputes—the most dangerous form of law work, July claimed. July had once tried to stop a woman who was going after her husband with a pitchfork and had been wounded in the leg as a result.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇