查询词典 cooing

Sometimes the neighbour's pigeons land on my windowledge Cooing softly Where the great poplar at the window has somehow grown beyond the fourth-floor roof They skim round its crown and back The sunlight on their fluffy feathers Alive day by day I keep coming indoors empty-handed And throwing book and jacket on the bed As the days hurry by I can bring scarcely anything home Even after days away Only you remain and the little room Living day by day We have grown used By an unspoken pact to the room's breadth A pair of pigeons cooing softly on the windowledge Which at many instants belong to us Day by day Dust that falls on book spines gradually yellows Perhaps it is otherwise That life, if it does, provides I know that the unwitting request is not excessive And that summer turns to autumn Perhaps fallen leaves will swirl after a night of rain It does not mean a return to green shade deep in sunlight A house-cleaning when leisure affords Feelings may come on latent even as Irrelevancies are spoken softly The instant when a first trembling on the lips teaches you happiness Lasts till the end of life A request always voiced unwittingly

有时候，邻家的鸽子落在我的窗台上咕咕地轻啼窗口的大杨树不知不觉间已高过了四层楼的屋顶它们轻绕那些树冠又飞回来阳光在蓬松的羽毛上那么温柔生命日复一日我往往空着手从街上回来把书和上衣掷在床上日子过得匆匆忙忙我时常不能带回来什么即使离家数日只留下你和这小小的屋子生活日复一日面对无声无息的默契我们已习惯了彼此间的宽容一对鸽子在窗台上咕咕地轻啼他们在许多瞬间属于我们日复一日灰尘落在书脊上渐渐变黄如果生活时时在给予那也许是另一回事我知道，那无意间提出的请求并不过份我知道，夏日正转向秋天也许一场夜雨过后就会落叶纷飞不是说再回到阳光下幽深的绿荫日子需要闲遐的时候把家收拾干净，即使轻声述说些无关紧要的事情感也会在其间潜潜走过当唇际间最初的战栗使你感知了幸福这一瞬已延伸到了生命的尽头而那些请求都是无意间说出的

And then her cooing voice, plaintive in expostulation, disturbed the darkness, the velvet touch of her lips passed over his brow, and he could distinguish in the air the warmth of her breath.

接着，他似乎感觉到了她的温柔亲切的细语，忧郁悲苦的怨恨，暗夜里的烦恼不安，感觉到了她那天鹅绒般的嘴唇吻遍了他的前额，他甚至能够在空气中分辨出她呼吸的温暖气息。

It sounds as though you are lamenting, a butterfly cooing like a dove

你像我的灵魂，像一只梦想的蝴蝶本文来自织梦

It sounds as though you were lamenting, a butterfly cooing like a dove.

你听起来像在悲叹，一只如歌悲鸣的蝴蝶。

It sounds as though you were lamenting,a butterfly cooing like a dove.

你像我的灵魂，一只梦的蝴蝶。你如同忧郁这个字。

It sounds as though you are lamenting,a butterfly cooing like dove

你听起来像在悲叹，一只如鸽般细语的蝴蝶

He did not become an expressive character until Vonda McIntyre's The Crystal Star, but even there he is mostly a cooing infant.

他成为一位有戏份的角色是直到Vonda McIntyre的小说「水晶星」，不过依然只是个唔唔呣呣的婴儿。

Chinese muzak blares over the speakers, including one song that ends with a voice cooing,"Happy birthday to you."

列车广播里正在播歌，其中一首的结束句是温柔的："祝你生日快乐"。

Within minutes of his arrival on the scene, he had the baby cooing happily, laughing, playing peekaboo, and he walked around the house , carrying him in his arms , while Sarah collapsed in a chair with a sigh and a glass of wine, wondering how she was going to survive it .

奥利弗逗本杰明呀呀的说话，不时的呵呵的笑，和本杰明玩躲猫猫，抱着本杰明在屋子里到处闲逛，与此同时，莎拉则瘫坐在沙发里，端着个酒杯，不停的叹气，为这个痛苦的生活而苦恼着。

I like for you to be still:it is as through you are absent And you hear me from far away and my voice does not touch you It seems as through yours eyes had flown awayAnd it seems that a kiss had sealed your mouthAs all things are filled with my soul Your emerge from the things,fill with my soulYou are like my soul,a butterfly of dreamsAnd you are like the word melancholyI like for you to be still ,and you seem far awayIt sounds as though you are lamenting,a butterfiy cooing like a doveAnd you hear me from far away,and my voice does not reach you Let me come to be still in you silenceAnd let me talk to you with your silenceThat is bright like a lamp,simple as a ringYou are like the night,with its stillness and constellations You silence is that of a star,as remount and candid I like for you to be still:it is as though you are absent Distant and dull of sorrow,as though you had died One word then,one smile,is enoughAnd I'm happy,happy that's not true

我喜欢你是静静的：仿佛你消失了一样你从远处聆听我，我的声音却无法触及你好像你的目光已经游离而去如同一个吻，封缄了你的嘴如同我积满一切的灵魂而你从一切中出现，充盈了我的灵魂你像我的灵魂，像一只梦想的蝴蝶你如同＂忧郁＂这个词我喜欢你是静静的：好像你已远去听起来像在悲叹，一只如鸽般细语的蝴蝶你从远处聆听我，我的声音却无法触及你让我在你的静谧中安静无声并且让我借着你的沉默说话你的沉默亮若明灯，简单如环你如黑夜，拥有寂静与群星你像我的灵魂，像一只梦想的蝴蝶我喜欢你是静静的：仿佛你消失了一样远隔千里，满怀哀恸，仿佛你已不在人世彼时，一个字，一个微笑，就已足够而我会感到幸福，因那不是真的而感到幸福

I use an example quoted by Hu Jiaqi:"It is reported that America separates the DNA of a kind of virus by making use of genetic technology and combines it with another kind of DNA. Finally, they get a kind of virulent biological agent called a "pyrotoxin". Someone discloses in private that 20 grams of such a kind of biological agent could result in the global death of 6 billion people due to infection."

我在这里例举胡家奇所引用过的例子："据报道，美国利用转基因技术，将一种病毒的DNA分离出来，与另外一种DNA进行结合，拼结成一种剧毒的"热毒素"生物战剂，且私下有人透露，这种生物战剂只需20克，就可以导致全球60亿人全部感染死亡。"

Waiting, for the queers and the coons and the Reds and the Jews.

等待着疯子和黑人还有红色共产主义者还有犹太人