词汇：summer

n. 夏季；全盛时期

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Even not looking, she could smell Zwey. It was hot summer, and the doctor left the window open all day. She could hear horses going by on the street and smell Zwey standing there only a few feet from her. Flies bothered her—the doctor asked if she wanted Zwey to come in, for he would be only too happy to sit and shoo the flies, but Elmira didn’t answer. If Dee was dead, she was through with talk.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
Now Bob lay in that bed all day, staring his empty stare. They had moved the bed near the window so that he would get the summer breezes and could look out if he liked and watch his horses grazing on the plain, or the hawks circling, or whatever little sights there might be. But Bob never turned his head, and no one knew if he felt the breezes. Clara had taken to sleeping on a little cot. The house had a small upper porch and she moved the cot out there in good weather.
现在鲍勃整天躺在床上，茫然地盯着他。他们把床移到窗户附近，这样他就可以享受夏日的微风，如果他喜欢的话，可以向外看，看他的马在平原上吃草，或者鹰在盘旋，或者任何可能的小风景。但鲍勃从来没有转过头来，没有人知道他是否感觉到了微风。克拉拉已经习惯睡在小床上了。房子有一个小的上门廊，天气好的时候，她把小床搬到了外面。
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
“Oh, well,” Call said, “we ain’t far from Dodge. He may just be looking for a summer of gambling. Keep your eye out, though,” he added. “If you strike his track again, let me know.” Deets went on back to camp, but Call stopped a mile away and staked his mare. He considered riding over to see Gus and passing on the news, but decided it could wait until morning. News of Jake might disturb the girl. If he was right, and Jake was just headed for Dodge, there was nothing to worry about.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
As she blew on her coffee, she looked at Gus. She had spent many hours looking at him since he had rescued her. It was comfortable traveling with him, for he never got angry or scolded her, as other men had. In the weeks when she trembled and cried, he had expressed no impatience and made no demands. She had become so used to him that she had begun to hope the trip would last longer. It had become simple and even pleasant for her. No one bothered her at all, and it was nice to ride along in the early summer sun, looking at the miles and miles of waving grass. Gus talked and talked. Some of what he said was interesting and some of it wasn’t, but it was reassuring that he liked to talk to her.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
Call knelt by the boy, helpless to do one thing for him. It was the worst luck—to come all the way from Ireland and then ride into a swarm of water moccasins. He remembered, years before, in a hot droughty summer, stopping to water his horse in a drying lake far up the Brazos—he had ridden his horse in so he could drink and had happened to look down and see that the muddy shallows of the lake were alive with cottonmouths. The puddles were like nests, filled with wiggling snakes, as brown as chocolate. Fortunately he had not ridden into such a puddle. The sight unnerved him so that he shot a snake on reflex—a useless act, to shoot one where there were hundreds.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
The little jail, which had been more or less Roscoe’s home for the last few years, had never seemed more appealing to him. Indeed, he felt like crying every time he looked at it, but of course it would not do to cry in front of half the town. It was another beautiful morning, with the hint of summer—Roscoe had always loved the summer and hated the cold, and he wondered if he would get back in time to enjoy the sultry days of July and August, when it was so hot even the river hardly seemed to move. He was much given to premonitions—had had them all his life—and he had a premonition now.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
Now, it seemed to him, the Captain had forgotten his own rule. Jake Spoon came home one day, and the next day the Captain was ready to go, with a crew that was just a patched-together bunch, a lot of wild cattle, and horses most of which were only half broke. Besides that, it was nearly April, late to be starting out to go so far. He had been on the plains in summer and seen how quickly the water holes dried up.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
“I burned it,” Augustus said, “Done it one summer when Deets was off on a trip with Call. I told him a buffalo hunter stole it. Deets was ready to track him and get his coat back, but I talked him out of it.” “Well, it was his coat,” Jake said. “I don’t blame him.” “Hell, Deets didn’t need it,” Augustus said. “It ain’t cold down here. Deets was just attached to it because he had it so long. You remember when we found it, don’t you? You was along?” “I may have been along but I don’t remember,” Jake said, lighting a smoke.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
“Well, we might drive it over to Pickles Gap, I guess,” Augustus said. “That ain’t enough work to keep a hand like Dish occupied for the summer.”Call got up and carried his dishes to the washtub. Bolivar wearily got off his stool and picked up the water bucket.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
Once Gus became a regular, she had no trouble making a living in the town, although in the summer, when the cowboys were mostly off on the trail, pickings sometimes grew slim. While she was well past the point of trusting men, she soon perceived that Gus was in a class by himself, at least in Lonesome Dove. He wasn’t mean, and he didn’t treat her like most men treated a sporting woman. She knew he would probably even help her if she ever really needed help. It seemed to her he had got rid of something other men hadn’t got rid of—some meanness or some need. He was the one man besides Lippy she would sometimes talk to—a little. With most of the sports she had nothing at all to say.In fact, her silence soon came to be widely commented on. It was part of her, like the scar, and, like the scar, it drew men to her even though it made them deeply uneasy. It was not a trick, either, although she knew it unnerved the sports and made matters go quicker. Silent happened to be how she felt when men were with her.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
“’I god, Newt, I’m glad you got here before fall,” Augustus said. “We’d have missed you during the summer.” “I been throwin’ rocks at the mare,” Newt said, with a grin. “Did you see what a hunk she bit out of the Captain?” Newt lifted one foot and carefully scraped the mud from the well off the sole of his boot, while Pea Eye continued to wash the dust out of his throat.
>> Lonesome Dove 孤鸽镇
Our delay in Rapa Nui has pushed this climb deeper into the Southern hemisphere summer.
>> 180°以南 180° South (2010) Movie Script
PAUL:
You remember when we went fishing last summer? And I was trying to put the boat in and the trailer sank? And then the tow truck came and tried to pull it out, but it got dragged in? And the truck driver threatened to knock your Dad's lights out? So I said I was the governor and he believed me?
>> 侏罗纪公园3 Jurassic Park 3 (2001) Movie Script
[Coughs] Well, I told you. You spend the summer shovelin' coal, and you'll be playin' linebacker next fall.
>> 火箭小子-十月的天空 1999 October Sky Movie Script
212 SCENES 212 - 214 OMITTED *212 24 MONTHS LATER 215 INT. JORDAN’S ESTATE - LIVING ROOM - DAY (SUMMER ‘98) *215 Jordan, looking healthier than we’ve seen him thus far, * sits on the couch; stacks of paperwork on the coffee * table. After a few beats, Naomi enters from the kitchen. * NAOMI * Dinner’s ready. *
>> 华尔街之狼 The Wolf of Wall Street Movie Script
211 INT. ITALIAN NAVAL DESTROYER - BELOW DECK - NIGHT *211(SUMMER ‘96) Off to the side, Jordan watches as Naomi, their Friends, and the yacht’s Crew Members dance to blaring technomusic. A small group of Italian SAILORS cheer them on.
>> 华尔街之狼 The Wolf of Wall Street Movie Script
210 INT. YACHT NAOMI - BRIDGE - NIGHT (SUMMER ‘96) 210 Donnie and Naomi stand on the bridge where Captain TedBeecham holds the ship's wheel with both hands, the radioblaring in the background. Jordan enters.
>> 华尔街之狼 The Wolf of Wall Street Movie Script
209 EXT. MEDITERRANEAN SEA - NIGHT (SUMMER ‘96) 209 The perfect storm. As the Naomi tips at a 45-degreeangle, a thick wall of gray water comes rising over herside, slamming onto the bridge with a thunderous CRASH.
>> 华尔街之狼 The Wolf of Wall Street Movie Script
208E INT. BANQUE REAL DE GENEVE - SAUREL’S OFFICE - DAY (SUMMER ‘96) 208E Jean-Jacques Saurel sits at his desk, calmly smoking ashe talks on the phone.
>> 华尔街之狼 The Wolf of Wall Street Movie Script
* * * 208D EXT. YACHT NAOMI - DAY (SUMMER ‘96) 208D* Donnie reacts as Rugrat expounds.
>> 华尔街之狼 The Wolf of Wall Street Movie Script
DONNIE:
Rugrat! Bongiorno, my bald eagle! * 208A SCENES 208A - 208B OMITTED 208A* 208C INT. STRATTON OAKMONT III - OFFICE - DAY (SUMMER ‘96) 208C*
>> 华尔街之狼 The Wolf of Wall Street Movie Script
JORDAN (V.O.) ... but not a single Strattonitecracked. Donnie and I were givenstrict instructions not to leave the country... SCENES 202R - 207 OMITTED 202K-Q* 202R* 208 EXT. YACHT NAOMI - AFT DECK - DAY (SUMMER ‘96) JORDAN (V.O.) ...so we took our wives to Italy.
>> 华尔街之狼 The Wolf of Wall Street Movie Script
201A INT. POLICE STATION - DAY (LATE SUMMER ‘95) 201A* A MAN steps up to get his mug shot taken, but it’s Brad, not Jordan. FLASH. Turn to the side. FLASH.
>> 华尔街之狼 The Wolf of Wall Street Movie Script
201 EXT. HEGEMAN’S ROAD - NIGHT (LATE SUMMER ‘95) 201 FLASHBACK. Nodding out, Jordan drives the Lamborghinilike a maniac, careening off parked cars and trees.
>> 华尔街之狼 The Wolf of Wall Street Movie Script
197 SCENES 197 - 199 OMITTED 197 200 EXT. JORDAN’S ESTATE - NIGHT (LATE SUMMER ‘95) 200 Jordan exits the house with the Police Officers. The Lamborghini is TOTALLED, an absolute wreck.
>> 华尔街之狼 The Wolf of Wall Street Movie Script