阴暗英语怎么说
Ambiguously, the dark area of swimming pool intention seems somebody stand over there, light cloud savor, there is some Mars with red Xing being twinkling.
My eagerness to get out into the world of wind, gloom, and perpetual snow, kept lifting me out of my seat.
People who toiled in dim, dank factories were too exhausted to enjoy their family life.
The shadowy interior of Pete Richard's establishment was even more cluttered than his show widow.
He flew into dark lanes, and saw the white faces of starving children looking out listlessly at the black streets.
Her present gaiety sounded to him like laughter heard in the shadow of the pulpit.
With great brilliance, it adds splendour to the sanctuary of darkness.
In the old days at home the Neverland had always begun to look a little dark and threatening by bedtime.
A few gleams of sunshine lit up the gloomy afternoon.
Hackers then sold the data to a second group of criminals operating in shadowy corners of the web.
Doctor Gregory House, top diagnostician — and now, a committed asylum patient — returns this fall with a shaved head and no shortage of snarky comments.
The kitchen was dank and cheerless.
The result is a dark, isolated and cynical existence.
The spacecraft ploughed into a 60-mile-wide crater called Cabeus, which is permanently in shade at the lunar South Pole.
Any water molecules that found their way to the floors of craters near the moon's poles, that water would be perpetually frozen, because the floors of those craters are always in shadow.
Hitherto he had thought it was some fiend fighting him, but darker suspicions assailed him now.
Each one that we saw had its drawbacks: too sunny, too shady, too exposed, too sheltered.
He used the same cinematographer, Owen Roizman, to create a dark, intense atmosphere which was very un-American at the time.
Their dark, blistering sound, harsh vocals, and macabre, proudly Satanic imagery proved a major inspiration for extreme metal bands.
Hitherto he had thought it was some fiend fighting him, but darker suspicions assailed him now.
He waited until he heard shots. Then he peered through the skylight, into the darkened tavern.
I watched him from a shadowy corner.
I thought I saw a figure standing in the shadows.
A water truck wet down the street to give life and sheen to those surfaces which otherwise would have been murky, featureless blacks.
In the rainy gloom of July nights on the thundering chariot of clouds he comes, comes, ever comes.