A bullet through his heart at dawn. On the table a letter signed with a woman's name. A wind that goes howling round the house, and weeping as in shame. Cold November dawn peeping through the windows, cold dawn creeping over the floor, creeping up his cold legs, creeping over his cold body, creeping across his cold face. A glaze of thin yellow sunlight on the staring eyes. Wind howling through bent branches. A wind which never dies down. Howling, wailing.英文原著 · 《Men, Women and Ghosts》
Also, it standeth scarcely with reason that the Indians dwelling under the Torrid Zone could endure the injury of the cold air, about the northern latitude of 80 degrees, under which elevation the passage by the north-east cannot be, as the often experiences had of all the south part of it showeth, seeing that some of the inhabitants of this cold climate, whose summer is to them an extreme winter, have been stricken to death with the cold damps of the air, about 72 degrees, by an accidental mishap, and yet the air in such like elevation is always cold, and too cold for such as the Indians are.英文原著 · 《Voyages in Search of the North-West Passage》
What the deuce was the good of talking about regularity and self-respect? It looked to him as if the house would be cold. "Irene can't stand the cold!" he said. "Ah!" said Bosinney sarcastically. "Your wife? She doesn't like the cold? I'll see to that; she shan't be cold. Look here!" he pointed, to four marks at regular intervals on the walls of the court.英文原著 · 《Man of Property》
The highest mountain in Wales is Snowdon, which is 3,570 feet above the level of the sea. For every 300 feet we go up, the temperature becomes one degree cooler. At about 1,000 feet it becomes too cold for wheat; at about 1,500 it becomes too cold for corn; at about 2,000 it is too cold for cattle; mountain ponies graze still higher; the bleak upper slopes are left to the small and valuable Welsh sheep.英文原著 · 《A Short History of Wales》
A favourite dish in America, and a very good one, is made of cold boiled cabbage chopped fine, with a small quantity of cold boiled beef, and slices of cold hasty-pudding, all fried together in butter or hog's lard.英文原著 · 《ESSAYS-1》
"I wanted to listen for father. When will he come?"
"Soon, I hope," answered the mother, with a sigh. "You must not stay out in the cold and the dark, my child."
"I am not cold, and I know no dark," said Muriel, softly. And thus so it was with her always. In her spirit, as in her outward life, so innocent and harmless, she knew no dark. No cold looks--no sorrowful sights--no winter--no age. The hand laid upon her clear eyes pressed eternal peace down on her soul. I believe she was, if ever human being was, purely and entirely happy.英文原著 · 《John Halifax》
The snowflake button makes it cold, cold, cold "Set temperature" makes it hold, hold, hold The little flame makes it hot This is so humiliating.美剧 · 《Modern Family》
"I'm so cold." Not "Me cold." Not "I'm not not cold." Not "Ice, ice baby." No humans say those things!美剧 · 《Modern Family》
God how did it get so cold, it wasn't that cold at all before it was a like a warm night You keep the sleeping bag I'll figure something out电影 · 《What If (2013)》