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He stuck his head up through the hatch.
他从舱口探出头来。
The girls had to hasten their steps to keep pace with his.
女孩子们得加快步子才能赶得上他.
Hart cried out as his head struck rock.
哈特的头撞到石头上，疼得他大叫起来。
He was almost strangled by his parachute harness straps.
他差点被自己的降落伞吊带勒死。
Osbaldiston jabbed his finger at the sign, harking back to our conversation about Roger.
奥斯鲍迪斯顿用手指敲着牌子, 回到刚才关于罗杰的话题.
Osbaldiston jabbed his finger at it, harking hack to our conversation about Roger.
奥斯鲍迪斯顿用手指敲着它回到刚才关于罗杰的话题.
His son was born with harelip.
他的儿子生下来就患有裂唇症.
Hardship and penury wore him out before his time.
受穷受苦使他未老先衰.
He felt the hardness of the iron railing press against his spine.
他感觉到硬邦邦的铁栏杆顶着自己的脊梁。
Mr. Harding slipped his topmost hand off the other.
哈定先生把上面的一只手从另一只手上移下来.
The minister of propaganda delivered his usual harangue.
宣传部长一如既往发表了他的长篇大论.
He was at his happiest whilst playing cricket.
玩板球时他最开心了。
He regrerted his haphazard remarks.
他悔不该随口说出那些评论话.
"Some six months later," Freud writes, "Hans had got over his jealousy."
“大约6个月后，”弗洛伊德写道，“汉斯克服了他的嫉妒心理。”
By the side of the general is his little son Hannibal, now nine years of age.
元帅旁边是他的小儿子汉尼拔, 当时年方九岁.
The prisoner, his hands tied behind his back, was brought to the scene by the hangman.
刽子手把犯人带到了刑场, 他的双手绑在背后.
I found his jacket, which was hanging up in the hallway.
我找到了他那件夹克衫，就在门厅里挂着。
He disentangled his overcoat from the coat - hanger.
他从衣架上取下他的大衣.
Qiu Bao daily grew handsomer and more attached to his mother.
秋宝是天天成长的非常可爱地离不开他底母亲了.
He was rewarded handsomely for his efforts.
他的付出获得了丰厚的回报。

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He stuck his head up through the hatch.

The girls had to hasten their steps to keep pace with his.

Hart cried out as his head struck rock.

He was almost strangled by his parachute harness straps.

Osbaldiston jabbed his finger at the sign, harking back to our conversation about Roger.

Osbaldiston jabbed his finger at it, harking hack to our conversation about Roger.

His son was born with harelip.

Hardship and penury wore him out before his time.

He felt the hardness of the iron railing press against his spine.

Mr. Harding slipped his topmost hand off the other.

The minister of propaganda delivered his usual harangue.

He was at his happiest whilst playing cricket.

He regrerted his haphazard remarks.

"Some six months later," Freud writes, "Hans had got over his jealousy."

By the side of the general is his little son Hannibal, now nine years of age.

The prisoner, his hands tied behind his back, was brought to the scene by the hangman.

I found his jacket, which was hanging up in the hallway.

He disentangled his overcoat from the coat - hanger.

Qiu Bao daily grew handsomer and more attached to his mother.

He was rewarded handsomely for his efforts.