A low murmur from Hest produced a sudden impulse, and he fired.听到希斯特发出低低的埋怨声, 他终于开火了.The game did not hest up until the second half.比赛到下半场时才激烈起来.B : 37 degrees! I can't stand this hest.37度! 我可受不了这种高温....
有些段落他演奏得异常徐缓，听上去有些忧伤。He plays some passages so slowly that they become lugubrious.在这样的场合怎么会有人显得忧伤呢？How can anyone look sad at an occasion like this?他看着凯瑟琳，满眼忧伤。As he looked at Katherine, great sorrow clouded his eyes....