查询词典 simon-pure

Bryan strums dirtily, driving rhythm or fiddles fast melody, while filling out three-part harmonies. James hits the highs as he treads, tightrope tiptoeing on the bass line. Simon's sax floats over the fray, or floods the floor ringing with the strings."Pistol" Pete keeps the beats sweet, shivering skins as he taps feet.The blues, rock, country, jazz and folk are all genres they cross, but don't fit. Reaching into the past they have created something novel for the present, that can almost be squeezed into roots rock.Watch them here!

Bryan-一头长长的秀发加上多项才能，高超的拉小提琴技巧，弹吉他，，合音都难不倒他，James-一边飙高音另一方面他的手指在贝斯琴弦上游走弹奏，Simon-萨克斯风的忽高忽低的音符在人群中流串加上其他的乐器的音符将人群团团包围，快枪手Pete-手与脚下的鼓声震撼了大地也震撼了所有人的心。

Simon felt sure that his disinterest in Binabik's woodlore was the reason.

Simon觉得，这是因为自己对于Binabik渊博的森林知识不感兴趣的缘故。

Even Simon could see the way the old duke glowered at Skali Sharp-nose, and how his huge, gnarled hands plucked distractedly at the fringe of his bear-skin tunic.

即使Simon也看见，这个老公爵是怎样怒目而视地注视着Skali的鹰钩鼻，他瘦骨嶙峋的大手，怎样心烦意乱着揪着他的熊皮外衣的边缘。

Simon gave a fierce pull and got the youth's head and shoulder back through the doorframe so he could look at him.

Simon猛烈地一拖，把这个孩子的头部和肩部从门框拉起来，他想看看这个人。

She threw herself back against the doorjamb with a little shriek as Simon pounded by.

被Simon一撞，她尖叫一声，身子碰在了门框上。

Rachel, with a form of mercy in mind, found a series of petty tasks to which he could turn his hand; the days did not pass as excruciatingly slowly as they might have, but to Simon it seemed only more proof that he was to be a draft horse forever. He would fetch and haul until he was too old to labor any longer, then be taken out back and knocked on the head with Shem's splintered mallet.

心底善良的Rachel，总会把好多小活儿交给他干；日子不象人们想象中的那样、过得折磨人得慢，不过对Simon来说，这更证明了他只能永远象个驮马一样，被人从马厩里牵出去，干那些拖车拉货的苦力活，直到他老得再也干不动了，就会被再带回马厩，用Shem裂开的棒槌把他的头敲烂。

There is something special about that recording to me. It's not easy to explain, but it has something to do with the way the June sun shone through the windows. It has something do to with the way Simon leaned over his drum kit, coaxing out the grooves, and the way Matt would generate arcs of harmonic and melodic energy.

那次录音让我十分难忘，原因很难说清楚，可能是因为透过窗户照进来的6月暖阳，可能是 Simon 低着头、敲着架子鼓、渐入佳境，也可能是 Matt 指下流淌出的优美和谐的旋律。

"Oh, Elysia, no," Simon moaned and sank to the ground, dropping his head forward to rest on his knees.

"哦，Elysia，不，"Simon呻吟着在地上坐了下来，将头低垂在膝盖上面。

Simon could not see her face, but he was somehow certain she was beautiful-beautiful and forgiving as the image of the Immaculate Elysia that stood in the chapel.

Simon看不清他的眼睛，但不知为什么他知道她很漂亮--美丽善良得就象想象中站在礼拜堂的完美的Elysia。

He bumped the cup against the ewer until Simon poured again."There!"

他把酒杯举到酒壶旁，Simon倒满了酒。

Plunder melds and run with this jewel!

掠夺melds和运行与此宝石！

My dream is to be a crazy growing tree and extend at the edge between the city and the forest.

此刻，也许正是在通往天国的路上，我体验着这白色的晕旋。