So beautiful, so beautiful, and yet, the poor family, plunged in sorrow, prostrated with grief. He looked at me keenly as he spoke, and I was aware that I reddened under his prolonged gaze. 
He looked at me so long that I got red in the face.
He stared off into the distance and didn't notice me.
You would be trusted.
A surfer rides a wave.
We should definitely not involve the UN.
The man is skiing down a mountain.
A man is riding a bike.
There are people on a roof.