他的头一抽一跳地痛。
The ship's engines throbbed quietly.
船上的发动机有节奏地轻轻震动。
发动机轰隆隆地震动。
他的头一阵阵地痛。
Her heart throbbed in sympathy with his joy.
她的心随着他的喜悦而跳动。
脉搏跳得平稳。
她的伤口阵阵地疼痛。
生活在这个地方搏动。
他的头一阵阵地痛。
The blood throbbed in her temples.
她太阳穴里血管卜卜跳。
My heart throbbed, singing in my chest.
我的心悸动着，在我胸腔中鸣叫。
My eye throbbed with a dull, numbing pain.
我的眼睛带着迟钝和麻木的痛跳动着。
Her right arm throbbed from the infected cut.
她的右臂因伤口感染而阵阵抽痛。
His heart throbbed after he mounted the hill.
登上小山后他的心怦怦直跳。
His temples throbbed with the rush of blood.
隐士血流奔涌，太阳穴随之悸动。
For weeks my gums, teeth, jaw and sinuses throbbed.
好几周我的牙龈、牙齿、下巴、鼻窦阵痛不止。
My heart ached with sympathy and throbbed with fright.
我的心因同情而痛苦，因恐惧而猛跳。
The back of my head throbbed, as usual, when I remembered that money.
我的后脑勺一如往常我想到那些钱般抽痛。
I pulled and felt the live weight of the trout and then the line throbbed again.
我用手去拉，感觉到一条活蹦蹦的鳟鱼的重量，随后线又是有规则地跳动着。
Bruises along the underside of his arm throbbed impatiently and he felt like he was about to puke again.
他胳膊下面的瘀伤没有耐性地悸动着，他感觉自己又要吐了。
His pulse throbbed in his throat as he crossed the dark room, the old floorboards creaking under his feet.
穿过黑漆漆的屋子时，他心提到了嗓子眼，老旧的木地板在他脚下发出吱吱的响声。
The one-lungers throbbed and fluttered, and the twin-cylinder ones purred and purred, and that was a quiet sound too.
一缸的马达噗噗突突，两缸的咕咕噜噜——那也是种安静的声音。
Trailing willow branches stirred along the river band, frogs throbbed their love songs, the fragrance of young rushes filled the spring night.
河岸上的柳枝轻摆，春蛙唱着恋歌，嫩蒲的香味散在春晚的暖气里。
If there were any person in the world to choose as a confidant, this composer would be the one, for he must have suffered, and throbbed, and yearned.
如果哪个人想在世上觅个可供谈心的知音，恐怕非那位作曲人莫属，因为他必定受过苦，揪过心，做过梦啊。
On the mornings that had once throbbed with the dawn chorus of Robins catbirds doves jays wrens and scores of other bird voices there was now no sound.
清晨，知更，猫鸟，野鸽，松鸦，鹪鹩，还有各种其它鸟声曾经在黎明时分形成大合唱，出现一派勃勃生机的清晨，现在已是毫无声息了。
There, from their eyries, while the world heaved and throbbed below, the kings of men sent forth their eagle thoughts to wing their flight through the ages.
就是在那儿，人中豪杰从他们的巢穴里俯视着下面跳动、喘息的世界，放出他们思想的雄鹰，任其跨越时代，自由翱翔；
If they fell a little short of this, it was not their fault, for no one could take out of her heart the ache that throbbed whenever Ashley's name was mentioned.
如果他们有一点点没有做到，那也不能怪他们，因为她每次一听见谈起艾希礼的名字就要心悸，而这种痛苦是谁也无法帮她去掉的。
If they fell a little short of this, it was not their fault, for no one could take out of her heart the ache that throbbed whenever Ashley's name was mentioned.
如果他们有一点点没有做到，那也不能怪他们，因为她每次一听见谈起艾希礼的名字就要心悸，而这种痛苦是谁也无法帮她去掉的。
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