A hard fist knocked on the door.

一道坚硬的拳头敲在了门上。

Sophie thumped her fist hard on the table.

索菲用拳头重重地敲了敲桌子。

Bill Chess looked down at his hard brown fist.

比尔·切斯低头看着他坚硬的棕色拳头。

Mick frowned and rubbed her fist hard across her forehead.

米克皱起眉头，用拳头在额头上用力揉了揉。

" Who wouldn't, unless he had a large hard fist to throw" ?

“谁不会， 除非他有一个又大又硬的拳头可以扔” ？

She did not even notice that his hands were jammed in his pockets in hard fists as if he were straining at his own impotence.

她甚至没有注意到他的两手捏着拳头插在衣袋里，似乎对自己的无能为力的竭力挣扎。

Like a wounded lioness he was here, there, everywhere, striking terrific blows with hard fists and with the precision and timeliness of the trained fighter.

他就像一头受伤的母狮， 在这里，在那里，到处都是，用训练有素的战士的精准和及时， 用坚硬的拳头打出可怕的打击。

Jock took a vacant seat next to Fat Ed Meyers so that he might, in his mind's eye, pick out a particularly choice spot upon which his hard young fist might land — if only he had the chance.

乔克在胖埃德迈耶斯旁边找了一个空位，这样他就可以在脑海中选择一个特别合适的位置，让他那年轻而结实的拳头可以落在上面——如果他有机会的话。