And while it was beautiful, it was truly gilding the lily.

虽然它很漂亮，但它真是画。

She's just gilding the lily when she wears makeup.

她化妆就是在画。

That would be gilding the lily.

那就是“画”。

The sun was already sinking behind the Forbidden Forest, gilding the top branches of the trees.

太阳已经落到禁林后面去了，余辉正照在树梢上。

We finished the gilding in the ballroom, Mr. Russell. - No.

- 我们在舞厅完成了镀，拉塞尔先生。 - 不。

I'm afraid the term " Friend" Would be gilding the lily.

恐怕" 友谊" 这个词有点画。

You think you have finished the gilding, Mr. Kowalski, but nothing is finished till I decide.

你认为你已经完成了镀，科瓦尔斯基先生，但在我决定之前什么都没有完成。

So much gilding, not enough lilies.

镀太多，百合花不够。

We're gilding the lily this month.

这个月我们要锦上花。

No paint or dye can give so splendid a colour as gilding.

没有任何油漆或染料能像镀那样呈现出如此绚彩。

As we passed the City the last rays of the sun were gilding the cross upon the summit of St. Paul's.

当我们出了市区时候，落日余辉已将圣保罗教堂房顶上十字架照得光闪闪。

I get the gist of what you're saying, said Bessie. I want a girdle with gilding. What do you think about that?

我知道你说要点了，贝西说。我想要一件镀腰带。你觉得怎么样？

The mosaics and faiences of the friezes glittered, the green and red paint reflected the fire of the lavish gilding.

饰带马赛克和彩陶闪闪发光， 绿和红油漆反射着奢华镀火光。

There were painted white chairs, with gilding and wreaths on them, and some lingering red silk damask with slits in it.

有漆成白椅子， 上面有镀和花环， 还有一些挥之不去红丝绸锦缎， 上面有裂缝。

And even now, when her gilding is rather worn, and she stands in the cool light of Bloomsbury, she still has a compelling lustre.

如今虽然镀已经磨去，照射它也只有博物馆冷光，但它依然散发出迷人光泽。

The lofty plate-glass door in a corner facing the Place Gaillon reached the first storey amidst a medley of ornaments covered with gilding.

面对盖永广场角落里，高耸平板玻璃门一直延伸到一楼，周围是一堆镀装饰品。

He rested again until the sun was well up and gilding the great river with its splendor, and then he plunged into the stream.

他再次休息，直到太阳升起，用它光辉给大河镀上一层，然后他跳入溪流。

'I suppose they are those heavy ones, sir, ' said Oliver, pointing to some large quartos, with a good deal of gilding about the binding.

“我想它们是那些沉重， 先生，” 奥利弗指着一些大四开本说， 装订处有很多镀。

June 15. Another reviving morning. Down the long mountain-slopes the sunbeams pour, gilding the awakening pines, cheering every needle, filling every living thing with joy.

6 月 15 日，又是一个充满活力早晨。阳光从长长山坡倾泻而下，给苏醒松树镀上，为每一根针叶欢呼，让每一个生物都充满欢乐。

If they had not been moving, and the moonlight had not been gilding the tops of their heads, they would have been indistinguishable from the dark ground on which they stood.

如果他们没有走动，如果月光没有照亮他们头顶，那么在漆黑场地上他们是不容易被发现。