This time he wanted me to pour water over his hands.

But every morning he would always go there and pour cold water all over himself.

I took a glass of water and poured it over his head.

The man simply stood there as if it were water pouring over him.

So one day I poured a cup of coffee over his head.

He returned with a glass of water in his hand, and began pouring it over the paper.

They looked large against the light pouring down over the flat land.

One of his eyes looked as though milk had been poured over it.

She was now more rugged than ever because of all the blood they had poured over her in the night.

I poured water over the back of my hand to wash the blood off.