词汇：bush

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dragged .. into the bushes. Working rapidly in the darkness. change into; with a rifle over his shoulder; marched boldly up and down; Lights were blazing; saluted as they passed;a sharp blow.
>> 81-Escape
Wind through the bushes.
>> 邮差 Postino Il Movie Script
- Sugarloaf or -- - It's bush, Chas, Sugarbush.
>> 闻香识女人Scent of a Woman 1992 Movie Script
Well... I believe President Bush went to Andover, Colonel.
>> 闻香识女人Scent of a Woman 1992 Movie Script
A bunch of runny-nosed snots in tweed jackets... all studyin' to be George Bush.
>> 闻香识女人Scent of a Woman 1992 Movie Script
He's crawling around toward the bushes; his legs are shattered, but he's spotted a body. He reaches it, turns it over -- and it's headless.
>> Pearl Harbor 珍珠港（2001） Movie Script
(beat) From those eyelids grew the first tea bush. You see, even the leaves look like eyelids.
>> 花旗小和尚 American Shaolin (1992) Movie Script
Drew sighs and walks on. He goes down a path, and flowering bushes are on either side of him. He can see the "pagoda forest" in the distance. At the end of the path, a monk, SAN DE, is sweeping up the path.
>> 花旗小和尚 American Shaolin (1992) Movie Script
“You done this,” he said aloud several times. “Jake started me off, but you was the one sent me back across here.” His water ran out the third day. The mule and the dun chewed on the greasewood bushes or what sage there was, but both were weakening. Call longed for the Kiowa mare. He wished he had given the boy his name and kept the mare.
“你做到了，”他大声说了几次。“杰克让我开始，但是你把我送回这里的。”他的水在第三天就用完了。骡子和黄褐啃着油树丛或鼠尾草，但两者都在变弱。呼唤着基奥瓦母马。他希望他给了男孩他的名字，并保留了母马。
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
“Watch to the north, Pea,” he said. “I don’t think these boys want to stay around here till dark, either.” He quickly wiped the sweat from his forehead. Keeping a bush directly in front of him he edged very slowly to the bank, just high enough that he could see the tops of the weeds and underbrush. Then he waited. Once the dying horses finally stopped thrashing, it was very still. Augustus regretted that his preoccupation with the arrows had made him so lax that he had failed to protect the horses. It put them in a ticklish spot. It was over a hundred miles back to the Yellowstone and in all likelihood the herd hadn’t even got there yet.
“往北看，豌豆，”他说。“我想这些男孩也不想在这里待到天黑。”他赶紧擦去额头上的汗水。他把一丛灌木放在正前方，慢慢地向岸边走去，刚好够高，可以看到杂草和灌木丛的顶部。然后他等待着。一旦垂死的马终于停止了挣扎，它就非常安静了。奥古斯都后悔自己过于专注于箭，以至于没有保护好马。这让他们陷入了一个棘手的境地。距离黄石公园有一百多英里，很可能牛群还没到那里。
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
As they were working with the arrow there was a sudden terrified squeal from the horses. Augustus hobbled over, drawing his pistol, and saw that both horses were down, their throats cut, their blood very bright on the green weeds and bushes.
当他们用箭射箭时，突然传来一阵马匹惊恐的尖叫声。奥古斯都一瘸一拐地走过去，拔出手枪，看见两匹马都倒下了，喉咙被割断了，鲜血在绿色的杂草和灌木丛上闪闪发光。
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
The country began to change slightly for the better. The grass improved, and occasionally there were clumps of trees and bushes along the river bed. It was still hot in the afternoon, but the mornings were crisp.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
For the next few days everyone was tense, expecting Indian attack. Several men took alarm at the sight of what turned out to be sagebrush or low bushes. No one could sleep at night, and even those hands who were not on guard spent much of the night checking and rechecking their ammunition. The Irishman was afraid to sing on night duty for fear of leading the Indians straight to them. In fact, night herding became highly unpopular with everyone, and instead of gambling for money men began to gamble over who took what watch. The midnight watch was the most unpopular. No one wanted to leave the campfire: the men who came in from the watches did so with profound relief, and the men who went out assumed they were going to their deaths. Some almost cried. Needle Nelson trembled so that he could barely get his foot in his stirrup. Jasper Fant sometimes even got off and walked when he was on the far side of the herd, reasoning that the Indians would be less likely to spot him if he was on foot.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
They crossed a little creek about noon. There were a few scraggly bushes growing along the line of the creek. Lorena didn’t pay them much attention, but Po Campo did. When the herd had moved on, he came walking over to her, his sack half full of wild plums.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
“If you see any bushes, bring one back with you,” he said to the mounted men. “If we had a bush or two I wouldn’t have to walk so far just to do my business.” “I don’t know why you’re so modest,” Augustus said. “Go over and squat behind a cow. You got a hole in your stomach anyway.” “I wish we’d brought the pia-ner,” Lippy said. “A little pia-ner music would go good right now.” Call put Dish in charge of the outfit, meaning that he suddenly had two heavy responsibilities—Lorena and the herd. It left him subdued, just thinking about it. If anything should happen to the girl or the herd he’d never be able to hold up his head again.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
“There ain’t no bushes,” she pointed out. “I just don’t want you to go, Gus.” “I got to,” Augustus said. “A man’s dying and he asked for me. We’re kind of friends, and think what would have happened when the grasshoppers hit if we hadn’t had this tent to hide in. I’ll be back, and I’ll see that Dish looks after you in the meantime.” “Why him?” she asked. “I don’t need him. Just tell him to leave me be.” “Dish is the best hand,” Augustus said. “Just because he’s in love with you don’t mean he couldn’t be helpful if a storm blew up or something. It ain’t his fault he’s in love with you. He’s smitten, and that’s all there is to it.” “I don’t care about him,” Lorena said. “I want you to come back.” “I will, honey,” he said, checking the loads in his rifle.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
To her surprise, Gus read her mind. He smiled his devilish smile at her. “I ain’t running for the bushes, if that’s what you think,” he said.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
“It was just a bush,” Janey said, when she came back.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
But now July had left him on a river where there wasn’t even a bush. He would have to sleep flat out on the ground or else sit up all night. The sky was pale with moonlight, but it didn’t provide enough light to see well by. Soon Roscoe began to get very nervous. Everywhere he looked he began to see things that could have been Indians. He decided to cock his pistol, in case some of the things were Indians.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
Roscoe felt bothered by the fact that there were no more trees. All his life he had lived amid trees and had given little thought to what a comfort they were. Trees had been so common that it was a shock to ride out on the plains and discover that there was a part of earth where there weren’t any. Occasionally they might see a few along the rivers, but not many, and those were more bushes than trees. You couldn’t lean against them, which was a thing he liked to do. He had got so he could even sleep pretty well leaning against a tree.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
He turned and started back at a trot, but had not gone twenty paces before Janey popped up from behind a bush and jumped right up on Memphis.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
“What’d he do, jump over a bush and throw you?” Pea asked. “I was always skittish about them small horses—they can get out from under you too quick.” “He’ll play hell doing it again,” Newt said, feeling very angry at Mouse. He ordinarily wouldn’t have spoken so strongly in the presence of Pea, or any adult, but his feelings were ragged. Somehow Pea’s explanation of what had happened made more sense than the truths—so much so that Newt began to half believe it himself. Being thrown was not particularly admirable, but it happened to all cowboys sooner or later, and it was a lot easier to admit to than what had actually occurred.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
To his annoyance, Gus got down and hitched his horse to a bush. Then he unsaddled.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
“Yep, that’s a big tribe of sage bushes,” he would say.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
Throughout his years as a Ranger, Augustus had always been renowned for his remarkable eyesight. Time and again, on the high plains and in the Pecos country, it had been proven that he could see farther than other people. In the shimmering mirages the men were always mistaking sage bushes for Indians. Call himself could shade his eyes and squint and still not be certain, but Augustus would merely glance at the supposed Indian for a moment, laugh and go back to card playing or whiskey drinking or whatever he might be doing.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇