词汇：disappointed
adj. 失望的，沮丧的；受挫折的
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- After his attempt, Campbell was disappointed to learn that his average speed had been 299 miles per hour.
在尝试之后，坎贝尔失望地得知他的平均速度为每小时299英里。>> 72-A Car Called Bluebird- SCARLETT:
- Why Ashley Wilkes. You aren't supposed to know anything about that. Melanie'd be so disappointed you weren't surprised.>> 飘 Gone with the Wind Movie Script
- But this time I was pretty happy with my life. I was not disappointed in myself for failing to be the person they thought I should be.
但这次我对自己的生活很满意。我并没有因为自己没有成为他们认为我应该成为的人而感到失望。>> a pivotal moment in my life- But I promise you, you will not be disappointed.>> Pirates of the Caribbean: At World's End加勒比海盗：世界的尽头 Movie Script
- Then he backs away. Vito looks at him shocked and disappointed in this cowardly behavior. Genco shakes his head, and points, as though to say that where Fanucci is concerned, there is nothing to be done.>> The Godfather: Part II 教父2 1974 Movie Script
- Yes, sir - "Not your route, to" Venice - Aware, sir - "Now it's time to see the" Venice Hello Do you want to come with me? - Why? - Yes, of course, I certainly need to continue to Thank you for this very nice Hello in the "Venice" Madam ! Bags Thank you ! Portfolios ! You will come Thank you ! Hello Welcome to Hotel "No, Daniel," Madam Suite Lady and her husband ...We have arranged the suite and wonderful ...And the bathroom also contains Can I be briefed on the passport, please? - For - Thank you Would be proud to show you . Wing of myself here Thank you Enjoy your stay, sir - Thank you - Everything has been arranged Through specific instructions I'm sure you will not be disappointed never count towards It Princes Suite "This wing was a deliberate intent to Prince pride of the city of" Balzac Wishes you a beautiful day, sir - Thank you - Act like you're in your home ! It is a hotel really cool, do not you think this?>> 致命伴旅 The Tourist (2010) Movie Script
- “It is so,” Clara said. “You’re more beautiful and less bossy. When I told Gus I was marrying Bob, all those years ago, he looked relieved. He tried to act disappointed, but he was relieved. I’ve never forgot it. And he had proposed to me thirty times at least. But he saw it would be a struggle if he won me, and he didn’t want it.” Clara was silent for a moment, looking into the other woman’s eyes.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- “It’s funny,” Augustus said. “I knew my pa. He was a gentleman. He didn’t do much but raise horses and hounds and drink whiskey. He never hit me a lick in my life, nor even raised his voice to me. He drank whiskey every night and disappointed my mother, but both my sisters doted on him like he was the only man. In fact one of them’s an old maid to this day because she doted on Dad.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- He had many opportunities, too, for she seemed to have ceased taking any notice of him at all. He had the sense that she had become disappointed in him, though he didn’t know why. And when she did look at him it frightened him.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- The horsethieves had gone southwest. Call thought that with luck they might catch them within a day, but in that he was disappointed. The country grew more barren as they rode, and the only sign of life was an occasional buzzard and many, many rattlesnakes.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- “I wish we had some more beer,” Newt said. Though his experience with the Buffalo Heifer had been mostly embarrassing as it was happening, he did not feel disappointed. Only the fact that he was down to a quarter in cash kept him from going back in and trying his luck with Mary. For all the peculiarity of what was happening, it was powerfully interesting. The fact that it cost ten dollars hardly mattered to him, but it turned out that he was the only one who took that attitude. Ben Rainey came down the stairs just behind him, complaining about how overpriced the experience was.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- They found him standing outside a saloon looking very disappointed. “There’s only one pia-ner in this town, and it’s broke,” he said. “A mule skinner busted it. I rode all this way in and ain’t got to hear a note.” “What do you do about whores?” Jimmy Rainey asked. He felt he couldn’t bear much more frustration.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- The girls were disappointed at that turn of events. They seldom had company and wanted a better look at the men.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- “I thought snow was white,” Newt said, disappointed.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- “I thought snow was white,” Newt said, disappointed.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- He might cuff her if she disappointed him, but he didn’t beat her with hot sticks or kick her stomach like the old man did.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- When he awoke and realized the dream wasn’t true, he felt so disappointed that he cried. It had seemed so real, and Ellie had even touched him, smiling. He tried to go back to sleep so the dream would return, but he couldn’t. The rest of the night he lay awake, remembering the sweetness of the dream.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- He had been very disappointed in the level of the grub.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- “Come on, if you’re coming, Bol,” he said. “No reason for you to go north and drown.” Bol was indeed feeling terrible. They only talked of going, not of coming back. It might be he would never see Mexico again, or his lovely daughters, if he left. And yet, when he looked across the river and thought of his village, he just felt tired. He was too tired to deal with a disappointed woman, and much too tired to be a bandit.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- So he stayed, day by day, paying no attention to what anyone said. That in itself was a luxury he wouldn’t have at home, for a disappointed woman was not easy to ignore.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- “You’ll have to pardon the grub,” Augustus said. “Bol has learned to season but he forgot to learn to cook.” Bolivar was resting comfortably against a wagon wheel and ignored the sally. He was wavering in his mind whether to stay or go. He did not like travel—the thought of it made him unhappy. And yet, when he went home to Mexico he felt unhappy too, for his wife was disappointed in him and let him know it every day. He had never been sure what she wanted—after all, their children were beautiful—but whatever it was, he had not been able to give it to her. His daughters were his delight, but they would soon all marry and be gone, leaving him no protection from his wife. Probably he would shoot his wife if he went home. He had shot an irritating horse, right out from under himself. A man’s patience sometimes simply snapped. He had shot the horse right between the ears and then found it difficult to get the saddle off,once the horse fell. Probably he would shoot his wife in the same way, if he went home. Many times he had been tempted to shoot one or another of the members of the Hat Creek outfit, but of course if he did that he would be immediately shot in return. Every day he thought he might go home, but he didn’t. It was easier to stay and cut up a few snakes into the cook pot than to listen to his wife complain.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- Immediately Jake Spoon began to change the way her thinking worked. Before he even brought his bottle to the table to sit with her, she began to want him to. If he had taken the bottle and gone to sit by himself, she would have felt disappointed, but of course he didn’t. He sat down, asked her if she’d like some refreshments and looked her right in the face for a while in a friendly, easygoing way.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- “You men won’t disappoint me, will you?” he asked. “I’m mean as a torn turkey when I’m disappointed.” “We’ve always been taken at our word,” Call said. “You can count on forty horses at sunup, thirty-five dollars a horse.” “We’ll be here,” Wilbarger said. “You won’t have to hunt us up.” “Wait a minute,” Call said. “What’s your horse brand, or do you have one?” “I have one,” Wilbarger said. “I brand HIC on the left hip.”“Are your horses shod?” Call asked.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- They kept two rooms in a hotel—not the finest in town but fine enough—and Tinkersley bought Lorena some pretty clothes. Of course he financed that by selling the horse and the sidesaddle, which disappointed Lorena a little. She had discovered that she liked riding. She would have been happy to ride on to San Francisco, but Tinkersley had no interest in that. Clean and tall and pretty as he was, he turned out, in the end, to be no better bargain than Mosby. If he had a soft spot, it was for himself, not for her. He even spent money getting his fingernails cut, which was something Lorena had never dreamed a man would do. For all that, he was a hard man. Fighting with Mosby had been like fighting with a little boy, whereas the first time she talked back to Tinkersley he hit her so hard her head cracked a washpot on the bureau behind her. Her ears rang for three days. He threatened to do worse than that, too, and Lorena didn’t suppose they were idle threats. She held her tongue around Tinkersley from then on. He made it clear that marriage wasn’t what he had had in mind when he took her away from Mosby, which was all right in itself, since she had already got out of the habit of thinking about marriage.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
- “You’ll get old quick if you keep sitting up all night,” he said. “Work to do tomorrow. You best go to bed.” The boy went at once, looking a little disappointed.>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇