词汇：flash

vt. 使闪光；反射

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Now all the bulbs pop and flash. He looks into the cameras.
>> Pearl Harbor 珍珠港（2001） Movie Script
EXT. WHITE HOUSE - DAY The entire Washington press corps is waiting, with fresh bulbs in the flash attachments of cameras that are already as big as a shoe box. The President is wheeled out of the White House, and not a single photographer takes a picture...not yet.
>> Pearl Harbor 珍珠港（2001） Movie Script
At the last instant Rafe and Danny snap a quarter spin so the planes flash by belly to belly.
>> Pearl Harbor 珍珠港（2001） Movie Script
-- Children playing in the early morning sun, looking up as they see the planes flash by. The children look -- they've never seen this many, flying this low...but they are not alarmed, only curious.
>> Pearl Harbor 珍珠港（2001） Movie Script
Then, for a moment, there is silence, soon filled by the shouts of men; as flashes of light sweep by the window, as guards with flashlights come running.
>> The Godfather: Part II 教父2 1974 Movie Script
She is followed by a harried, FREDDIE CORLEONE, dressed with flash in the Hollywood style, and carrying her shoes in his hands.
>> The Godfather: Part II 教父2 1974 Movie Script
PHOTOGRAPHER:
All together now, c'mon, Anthony... CHEESE and (flash)
>> The Godfather: Part II 教父2 1974 Movie Script
He does, and a flash goes off.
>> The Godfather: Part II 教父2 1974 Movie Script
They do not speak for a long time; it is night--car lights flash by.
>> The Godfather教父 1972 Movie Script
He flashes at the men surrounding him; for a moment he panics, and then he accepts it.
>> The Godfather教父 1972 Movie Script
Flash bulbs go off. Everyone is smiles, and crowds around MICHAEL, KAY, CONNIE...and CARLO.
>> The Godfather教父 1972 Movie Script
It is night. Lights flash by them every so often.
>> The Godfather教父 1972 Movie Script
INT NITE:
4TH FLOOR CORRIDOR He steps out onto the fourth floor. He looks. There are merely empty corridors. He takes out his scrap of paper; checks it. "Room 4A." Now he hurries, trying to follow the code of hospital rooms; following the right arrows, quicker and quicker they flash by him. Now he stops, looks up "4A-- Corleone".
>> The Godfather教父 1972 Movie Script
Yeah, it's flash time.
>> 战争机器 War Machine (2017) Movie Script
- I wish you had consulted me before-- - Hey, Naomi, news flash: I don't work for you.
>> 公正裁决 Equity (2016) Movie Script
INIGO:
-- power too -- promise me that -- The great sword flashes again, and now there is a parallel slash bleeding on Rugen's other cheek.
>> The Princess Bride Movie Script
Vizzini sits motionless. The waves are higher, there are only occasional flashes of moon slanting down between clouds.
>> The Princess Bride Movie Script
Then, in a flash of inspiration, it occurred to him that the best way out of that tight spot was to get the boys drunk. They were young and not used to drinking. Get them drunk enough and they might forget Ogallala entirely, or even Nebraska.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
The boys stood around the blacksmith’s shop, talking about the money Augustus had given them. In a flash, all the calculating they had done for the last few weeks was rendered unnecessary. They had means right in their hands. It was a dizzying feeling, and a little frightening.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
But if he was married to the woman, the baby drooling on her bosom might be his. Clara felt a flash of annoyance, most of it with herself. She had already grown attached to the baby. She liked to lie in bed with him and watch him try to work his tiny hands. He would peer at her for long stretches, frowning, as if trying to figure life out. But when Clara laughed at him and gave him her finger to hold he would stop frowning and gurgle happily. Apart from the colic, he seemed to be a healthy baby. She knew the mother was probably still in Ogallala, and that she ought to take the child into town and see if the woman had had a change of heart and wanted her son, but she kept putting it off. It would be discouraging to have to give him up—she told herself if the mother didn’t want him bad enough to come and get him, then the mother was too foolish to have him. She reminded herself it was time she got out of the habit of babies. She wouldn’t be likely to get any more, and she knew she ought to figure out another way to keep herself amused. But she did like babies. Few things were as likely to cheer her up.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
When the first shot came, he didn’t know who fired it, though he saw a flash from a rifle barrel. It seemed so far away that he almost felt it must be another battle. Then gunfire flared just in front of him, too much to be produced by three men, it seemed. So much shooting panicked him for a second and he fired twice into the darkness, with no idea of whathe might be shooting at. He heard gunfire behind him—it was Frog Lip shooting. He began to sense running figures, although it was not clear to him who they were. Then there were five or six shots close together, like sudden thunder, and the sound of a running horse. Jake could see almost nothing—once in a while he would think he saw a man, but he couldn’t be sure.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
But to his surprise, the minute he stepped inside the door of the post office his optimism gave way in a flash to bitter depression. In trying to think of what he would say in his letter he remembered all that had happened. Roscoe was dead, Joe was dead, the girl was dead, and Ellie not found—maybe she too was dead. All he had to report was death and failure. At the thought of poor Roscoe, gutted and left under a little pile of rocks on the prairie, his eyes filled with tears and he had to turn and walk back out the door to keep from embarrassing himself.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
She felt a flash of anger—why did he keep tying her when she could barely walk?
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
“No, I’ve shot many a sassy bandit with this pistol,” he said. “I’m glad to have my hat, though. It don’t do to go into a scrape bareheaded.” The rider was close enough by then that she too could see the occasional flash of sun on the saddle. A few minutes later he rode into camp. He was a big man, riding a bay stallion. Gus had been right: he was an Indian. He had long, tangled black hair and wore no hat—just a bandana tied around his head. His leather leggings were greasy and his boots old, though he wore a pair of silver spurs with big rowels. He had a large knife strapped to one leg and carried a rifle lightly across the pommel of his saddle.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
She opened her eyes to blackness and a second later saw the lightning come to earth just across the river, cracking into the tree where they had made their first camp. The tree split at the top, then darkness fell, and when the next flash came the split part had fallen to the ground.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇