And then his cold, marble lips pressed very softly against mine.

然后，他冰冷，大理石般非常温柔地压在了我。

He came to rest with the side of his face pressed tenderly against my chest.

他最终让自己一侧脸颊温柔地压在我胸口。

I walked up the stairs, this new burden unexpectedly heavy on my heart.

我走楼梯，这个新负担竟地压在我心头。

That rock compacted tighter and tighter in around my chest cavity.

那块岩石紧紧地压在我胸腔周围。

Like I wouldn't feel like the weight of the world was on my shoulders.

我不会觉得世界地压在我肩膀。

But when you're inside it, it weighs heavy on your conscience.

但当你身在其中时，它会地压在你良心中。

The feelings of guilt lay heavy on him.

【lie】内疚感地压在他心头。

The knowledge about Redtail's death had been resting heavily on his shoulders for days.

关于红尾之死消息已经地压在他肩膀好几天了。

He kissed her, one hand pressed firmly on her lower back.

他吻了她, 一只手紧紧地压在她下背部。

The left side of her body is still held firmly beneath the wall on the table.

她身体左侧仍然被牢牢地压在桌子下墙。

He shifts it like a tiny, tiny bit and it settles even more onto his arm.

他稍微移动了一下，结果那块石头反而更深地压在了他手臂。

Thoughts of Graystripe lay heavy at the edge of his mind like rain clouds.

灰条念头像雨云一地压在他脑海边缘。

He was heavier now, his stomach was a limp weight against his belt; his flesh had softened and expanded.

他现在更了， 他肚子软软地压在他腰带。 他肉变软了， 膨胀了。

Firepaw peeled a clump of cobwebs from Ravenpaw's paw and began to press them firmly onto Bluestar's wounds.

火爪从乌爪爪子剥下一团蜘蛛网，开始将它们牢牢地压在蓝星伤口。

Tom presently wondered to find that his coveted vacation was beginning to hang a little heavily on his hands.

汤姆很快就发现他梦寐以求假期开始有点地压在他手了。

See, Mosca, look: Here, I have brought a bag of bright sequins, Will quite weigh down his plate.

瞧，莫斯卡，瞧：来，我带来了一袋鲜艳亮片，威尔相当地压在他盘子里。

He threw all his weight on the form that rolled beneath him, and bore down furiously on the man's arm.

他把所有量都压在了在他身下翻滚身体， 然后猛烈地压在那个人手臂。

In order to live more easily around our bodies, we should regularly drain them of the emotions that they have unfairly been burdened with.

为了更轻松地在我们这副身体中生活，我们应该定期排解那些不公正地压在它们身情绪。

For years Pierre had worn a heavy cap, the peak of which came low over his eyes, keeping the bitter morning wind out of them.

多年来，皮埃尔一直戴着一顶厚帽子，帽檐低低地压在他眼睛，遮挡着凌厉晨风。

The daily grind of numbers, tax forms, and turnover reports had started to feel like a tombstone resting heavily on his spirit.

每天繁琐数字、税表和营业额报告已经开始感觉像是一块墓碑，地压在他精神。