Mousmé’s mother is delighted—a state of mind perhaps not altogether unconnected with various handsome presents which faithful Kotmasu, who should be a member of the corps4 diplomatique, na?vely suggested my making her.
The marriage can be very easily contracted;[66] and Kotmasu, who still seems to have little or no faith in my constancy, has assured me, over and over again, that if, after all, I should change my mind about taking Mousmé with me back to England, a few more handsome presents to Mousmé’s mother, and the gift of a couple of hundred yen5, with a handsome dress or two, to Mousmé herself, will simplify matters.
But I am vain enough to think that this is not so; and that the gleams of Western ideas which I have detected in Mousmé’s conversations, picked up doubtless at the school, may cause liking6 to ripen7 into a lasting8 affection on her side, and be the forerunners9 of greater breadth of mind. There is a great deal of complexity10 about relationship in Japan, and I had long ago ceased to be surprised at anything in this way; but I received a mild shock on my wedding day when I discovered to what[67] innumerable families—to say nothing of individuals—I had allied11 myself. In fact, I somewhat ruefully thought that I must be brother-in-law, son-in-law or grandson-in-law to half the Japanese population of Nagasaki.
The marriage company was a study—if I had been in the humour to make one—of all sorts and conditions of men, women, children and babies, all gathered together to do honour to the marriage of their kinswoman, Miss Hyacinth, with “the most honourable13 English sir.”
Mousmé’s mother was resplendent in one of my “handsome presents,” and her compliments were interminable. She advanced smilingly to meet me, and remained in the same condition throughout the whole proceedings14. I felt almost as nervous as I should have been expected to be had I contracted an aristocratic alliance in England, culminating in a smart wedding.[68] I have very little recollection of the details of a day, or rather part of a day, which seemed to resolve itself into a series of oft-repeated salutations and endless congratulations, refreshments15, smoke and discreetly16 repressed excitement.
At length it was over.
I had plucked my Hyacinth, and was free to lead her away to my home.
Mousmé in all her bridal finery of flowered satin gown, and obi of plum-coloured silk; Mousmé with the shy face, and pretty ways which might or might not be artificial.
I was to discover all this, perhaps, and many other things.
The legal formalities had been all previously17 arranged with the assistance of my excellent Kotmasu, who is a person of some importance, and of weight with the officials who attend to such matters.
There is really such a very little to do;[69] so few things for Mousmé to transport to her new home; nearly all could be easily packed in a large Gladstone if she possessed18 such a thing. As it is, her belongings19 are brought up the hill to my house in an elaborately decorated lacquer box, by a big little brother with a bullet-head, nice eyes, and a great liking for teriyaki (plums in sugar coats). This box is a fit ornament20 for the boudoir of a princess, I think, as the youngster puts it down in a corner with a sigh, produced by aching arms.
I smile and fancy how Lou would laugh at a trousseau contained in a lacquer box measuring about 20 inches by 12 inches by 10 inches!—remembering that hers, which was described at portentous21 length and with unblushing detail in the columns of the Queen and Lady’s Pictorial22, must have occupied little short of six large Saratoga trunks. But what matter? This style of thing is a mere23 flaunting24 of wealth by[70] Dives before the aching eyes of Lazarus. Even the wealthiest can only wear one dress at a time, and Mousmé can do this, and with far more grace than some of the salt of society.
As for Mousmé, she seems quite at home. She soon unpacks25 her tiny box; and, noticing that things connected with my toilet, such as my razors, hair-brushes, comb, and tin of shaving soap, are arranged near the window on an improvised26 dressing-table which was (when I first took the house) in reality an idol27 stand, she arranges hers there too. How queer they look, to be sure!
Alongside my shaving soap now stands a tiny lacquer pot with a jade28 lid, on which is carved a wonderfully pretty group of storks29, containing the rouge30 which gives a delicate sunset flush to her cheeks. She puts a little on at once, right in front of me, as naturally as another woman might[71] wash her hands, probably because she feels she must do something before a glass which is, as she puts it, “so big and great and bright,” compared to those to which she has been accustomed. Then there is a little pot—also with a jade lid—containing a white face preparation, the use of which I shall at once inhibit31; this she puts close beside the other by the force of association of ideas. The tiny brushes, with backs of tortoise-shell, the combs of the same, the hairpins32 with big eccentric knobs, are all placed near my gigantic brushes.
Then her few garments are taken from the box and hung—also like mine—on pegs33 which I have had put up on the wall near my mattress-like bed.
Mousmé is satisfied with her work, exclaiming, “Velly good ting that!” in the monotonous34 voice of a person speaking an unaccustomed tongue, and we are ready for our first meal.
[72]
She is pleased with herself, with me, with her new home, with everything. And after our dinner, during which she has chattered35 in most diverting English, learned at school from an “English teacher,” anxious to please me, whom she still, I fear, looks upon as her owner, she proposes to sing.
What queer English it was!—often almost unrecognizable from mispronunciation. She still calls me “Mister,” and almost makes me choke with smothered36 laughter each time.
Fully12 twenty minutes are occupied in attempts to master the appalling37 intricacies of “Cyril”—my name. The nearest approach as yet is “Cy-reel,” which must do for the present, with lapses38 into “Mister” when she forgets.
Whilst I smoke, Mousmé sings songs in a soft little tone, to the accompaniment of her long-necked samisen.
[73]
She has a rather pretty voice, and more idea of expression than any other Japanese singer I have heard.
Night comes at last, and after a long look down from the verandah at the hundreds of lights gleaming far below, we go to rest upon the mattresses39 which Oka’s wife has unrolled ready for us upon the floor; Mousmé with her head fixed40 into the groove41 of a block of mahogany, which serves her as a pillow, and preserves her wonderful erection of hair intact.
We are under a huge mosquito-net, of course—one of steel-blue gauze. When I first came I used to detest42 the confinement43, and tried to do without it. But mosquitos are invincible44, humanity frail45, and the epidermis46 easily punctured47. I returned to the protection of what I laughingly got to call “my meat-safe,” after the second night.
Outside our tent-like mosquito-curtain[74] we hear the angry buzzing of the foe48; whilst big, heavy-winged moths49 every now and again come with a tiny thud against the enshrouding gauze, to dart50 away again towards the small, glowworm-like flame of the pendent lamp, which for no particular reason I always keep alight throughout the night.
When I awake next morning with the sunlight streaming in through one of the shutters51, which the warmth of the previous night induced me to leave open, Mousmé is sleeping still, sleeping as peacefully as a child, her face wreathed in the smile of a happy dream, and her head still resting upon her little wooden pillow.
I creep out from beneath the environing curtain without disturbing her, after carefully reconnoitring lest one of the enemy should gain entrance.
I blow out the tiny flame of the lamp, which looks so horribly yellow and sickly[75] in the daylight, put on my flannels52, and go out into the garden.
I am going to get some flowers for Mousmé when she awakes. I cross one of the tiny bridges—spanning an equally tiny streamlet—which seem made only in children’s size, and which creak complainingly beneath my tread, and make my way to the thicket53 of roses in which my soul delights. A big frog contemplates54 me with an offensively open stare for an instant, from the edge of the basin of the plashing fountain, before diving with outstretched hind-legs beneath the shining surface. The red-gold noses of the fish, which are poked55 just above the water as they nibble56 at the edges of the lily leaves, disappear instantly the surface is ruffled57.
I gather a huge bunch of damask-petalled tea-roses, heavy with perfume, and smelling as attar never smells. As I go along the walk with the mossy edge, in[76] which lizards59 and strangely beautiful beetles61 play hide-and-seek in the sun, in search of some gardenias62, the stanzas63 of a native poet stray through my mind, commencing:
“The dew shines on the lily; and the rose opens her crimson64 heart to greet the rising sun.”
I soon have my sprigs of gardenias mingled65 with the roses, and I return to the house, hoping to lay my offering by Mousmé’s side ere she awakes.
I enter the strangely bare bedroom, with its gray panels and vermilion storks, from the verandah. A queer old idol, belonging to the former owner of the house, grins—there is no other word for an accurate description—benign approval from its pedestal in the corner. I had retained it because it filled a niche66; because I have rather a penchant67 for curios; and lastly, because, as an irrepressible midshipman nephew once put it, “It’s the jolliest-looking[77] old idol I’ve ever seen—a combination of J. L. Toole and Madame Blavatsky.”
Mousmé is still asleep when I enter, but the creaky floor awakes her ere I have half crossed it. She rubs her eyes in a somewhat bewildered fashion, and then with a smile promptly69 buries her little retroussé nose in the posy I have brought.
Then she rises from the mattress-like bed, a blue linen70 gowned little figure with tiny bare feet, and nails on them like rose leaves, and trots71 across the matting floor to a position in front of our improvised dressing-table.
She peers into the glass anxiously to see whether her slumbers72 have disturbed her hair, touches the thick, neatly-arranged plaits with deft73 fingers on either side of her smiling face, and then laughs at my amusement.
Mousmé’s toilet is a very simple matter. She has few garments to put on, no hair to[78] do, or rather no hair which wants doing, her elaborate coiffure being a permanent erection for some considerable time. She tells me that it took “nearly a large day to do it,” and I quite believe her; it is such a wonderful erection.
All is so delightfully74 simple. She puts on her little patches of rouge—with a less reckless hand, in deference75 to my opinions on the subject—in a trice, puffs76 some white powder upon her cheeks and charmingly impudent77 nose, reddens her lips with the certitude of a practised hand, slips into her gown of flowered silk, and with a pretty little pleading moue entreats78 me to tie the enormous bow of her brilliantly coloured obi; and hey, presto79! as the conjurer says, almost in less time than it takes a Western woman to put on her bonnet80, Mousmé’s toilet is complete, and she is ready for our make-believe playing at breakfast.
She eats her sugared plums with dainty[79] grace, and drinks an astonishing number of cups of pale amber-coloured tea; but then the cups are so small that her doing so provokes little wonder in my mind. She has, perhaps, a misgiving81 that she has eaten more than I can afford, although I overheard my mother-in-law telling her that I was a very rich man; for she says, interrogatively, “I eat too great velly much? Not eat so again?”
I smilingly assure her that she is to eat as much as she can, and she laughs and gets up to attend to the flowers on the verandah, and place fresh blossoms in the blue china bowls which stand on eccentric perches82 on the walls, in the corners of the room, on a bamboo and lacquer cabinet, and on my English-pattern knee-hole writing-table in the window.
Mousmé has deft fingers and good taste, and the flowers seem to arrange themselves in negligently83 artistic84 masses beneath her touch.
[80]
She makes an exquisite85 picture as she flutters about in the bright sunshine of this white, airy room, in her dress of rich, gay colours.
I sit still, and desist from my mail letter to watch her. And as I do so, I become aware that a journalist who “did” Japan may be forgiven much for one true, picturesque86 phrase, “Japanese women are butterflies—with hearts.”
The cicalas chirp87 unceasingly, making a natural orchestral accompaniment to her movements—the chirping88 cicalas, which seem to rest neither day nor night.
The only bowl still unfilled with flowers is that on the table at which I am sitting. Perhaps she is still too shy of me to touch it. A thought has evidently flitted through her pretty head, for she goes out on to the balcony, and a minute later I see her slender, quaint89 little figure going down one of the sunlit garden-walks, evidently[81] in search of something. A lizard60 scuttles90 away across the path at her approach, to cower91 amongst the moss58 and tea-roses; and as she turns the corner towards the gold-fish pond, I catch a last glimpse of the huge, brilliant bow of her obi which I laboriously92 tied an hour or so before.
It is very pleasant to have my pretty little mousmé flitting about my home and garden. I wonder somewhat vaguely93 why her absence has never struck me before. Love apparently94 is one of those flavours of life which one misses least when one has not enjoyed its piquancy95.
I take up the thread of my letter to Lou again. It is a thousand pities, I think as I do so, that I cannot present Mousmé to her some such bright morning as this, and in Japan. The rarest gem96 is best seen in its proper setting. How surprised Lou will be! She is large and fresh-coloured.[82] There is sure to be an explosion. How well I know the sort of thing which is certain to occur! Her handsome face will redden, and the letter will be tossed across to Bob with a sharp, “How ridiculous of him! He really should think of us a little. I only hope he won’t bring the woman here. Fancy a Japanese sister-in-law! Why, Bob, you’re laughing! It’s no laughing matter, I can assure you. A yellow-faced, painted scrap97 of a woman. There——” I can hear her in imagination saying all this, and in my mind’s eye see her expression. Ah! Lou, I also remember that all your roses are not of Dame68 Nature’s giving, and that others—malicious, no doubt—have remarked upon the fact.
I hear the patter of feet coming up the verandah steps. It is Mousmé returning. Ah! Mousmé, you and I will conquer London together! You with your dainty[83] grace and piquante face, I with my wealth, as you esteem98 it, and family name.
Her hands are so full of flowers that she has to push aside the panel with one knee ere she can enter.
She comes across to my table and places the blossoms in the empty bowl of bronze.
By a stroke of genius in coquetry the flowers are hyacinths![84]
When she has finished their arrangement, she says smilingly, her lips parted, and twin rows of white pearls showing between them:
“They are me. You never forget me when you see them!”
“No! Mousmé, I never shall.”
点击
收听单词发音
收听单词发音 |
1
antiquated
|
|
| adj.陈旧的，过时的 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
2
relic
|
|
| n.神圣的遗物，遗迹，纪念物 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
3
quay
|
|
| n.码头，靠岸处 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
4
corps
|
|
| n.(通信等兵种的)部队；(同类作的)一组 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
5
yen
|
|
| n. 日元；热望 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
6
liking
|
|
| n.爱好；嗜好；喜欢 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
7
ripen
|
|
| vt.使成熟；vi.成熟 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
8
lasting
|
|
| adj.永久的，永恒的；vbl.持续，维持 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
9
forerunners
|
|
| n.先驱( forerunner的名词复数 )；开路人；先兆；前兆 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
10
complexity
|
|
| n.复杂(性)，复杂的事物 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
11
allied
|
|
| adj.协约国的；同盟国的 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
12
fully
|
|
| adv.完全地，全部地，彻底地；充分地 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
13
honourable
|
|
| adj.可敬的；荣誉的，光荣的 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
14
proceedings
|
|
| n.进程，过程，议程；诉讼(程序)；公报 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
15
refreshments
|
|
| n.点心,便餐;(会议后的)简单茶点招 待 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
16
discreetly
|
|
| ad.(言行)审慎地，慎重地 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
17
previously
|
|
| adv.以前，先前（地） | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
18
possessed
|
|
| adj.疯狂的；拥有的，占有的 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
19
belongings
|
|
| n.私人物品，私人财物 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
20
ornament
|
|
| v.装饰，美化；n.装饰，装饰物 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
21
portentous
|
|
| adj.不祥的，可怕的，装腔作势的 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
22
pictorial
|
|
| adj.绘画的；图片的；n．画报 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
23
mere
|
|
| adj.纯粹的；仅仅，只不过 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
24
flaunting
|
|
| adj.招摇的，扬扬得意的，夸耀的v.炫耀，夸耀( flaunt的现在分词 )；有什么能耐就施展出来 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
25
unpacks
|
|
| v.从（包裹等）中取出（所装的东西），打开行李取出( unpack的第三人称单数 )；拆包；解除…的负担；吐露（心事等） | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
26
improvised
|
|
| a.即席而作的,即兴的 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
27
idol
|
|
| n.偶像，红人，宠儿 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
28
jade
|
|
| n.玉石；碧玉；翡翠 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
29
storks
|
|
| n.鹳( stork的名词复数 ) | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
30
rouge
|
|
| n.胭脂，口红唇膏；v.(在…上)擦口红 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
31
inhibit
|
|
| vt.阻止，妨碍，抑制 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
32
hairpins
|
|
| n.发夹( hairpin的名词复数 ) | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
33
pegs
|
|
| n.衣夹( peg的名词复数 )；挂钉；系帐篷的桩；弦钮v.用夹子或钉子固定( peg的第三人称单数 )；使固定在某水平 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
34
monotonous
|
|
| adj.单调的，一成不变的，使人厌倦的 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
35
chattered
|
|
| （人）喋喋不休( chatter的过去式 )； 唠叨； （牙齿）打战； （机器）震颤 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
36
smothered
|
|
| （使）窒息， （使）透不过气( smother的过去式和过去分词 )； 覆盖； 忍住； 抑制 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
37
appalling
|
|
| adj.骇人听闻的，令人震惊的，可怕的 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
38
lapses
|
|
| n.失误，过失( lapse的名词复数 )；小毛病；行为失检；偏离正道v.退步( lapse的第三人称单数 )；陷入；倒退；丧失 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
39
mattresses
|
|
| 褥垫，床垫( mattress的名词复数 ) | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
40
fixed
|
|
| adj.固定的，不变的，准备好的；(计算机)固定的 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
41
groove
|
|
| n.沟，槽；凹线，（刻出的）线条，习惯 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
42
detest
|
|
| vt.痛恨，憎恶 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
43
confinement
|
|
| n.幽禁，拘留，监禁；分娩；限制，局限 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
44
invincible
|
|
| adj.不可征服的，难以制服的 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
45
frail
|
|
| adj.身体虚弱的；易损坏的 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
46
epidermis
|
|
| n.表皮 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
47
punctured
|
|
| v.在（某物）上穿孔( puncture的过去式和过去分词 )；刺穿（某物）；削弱（某人的傲气、信心等）；泄某人的气 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
48
foe
|
|
| n.敌人，仇敌 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
49
moths
|
|
| n.蛾( moth的名词复数 ) | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
50
dart
|
|
| v.猛冲，投掷；n.飞镖，猛冲 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
51
shutters
|
|
| 百叶窗( shutter的名词复数 )； （照相机的）快门 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
52
flannels
|
|
| 法兰绒男裤； 法兰绒( flannel的名词复数 ) | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
53
thicket
|
|
| n.灌木丛，树林 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
54
contemplates
|
|
| 深思，细想，仔细考虑( contemplate的第三人称单数 )； 注视，凝视； 考虑接受（发生某事的可能性）； 深思熟虑，沉思，苦思冥想 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
55
poked
|
|
| v.伸出( poke的过去式和过去分词 )；戳出；拨弄；与（某人）性交 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
56
nibble
|
|
| n.轻咬，啃；v.一点点地咬，慢慢啃，吹毛求疵 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
57
ruffled
|
|
| adj. 有褶饰边的, 起皱的 动词ruffle的过去式和过去分词 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
58
moss
|
|
| n.苔，藓，地衣 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
59
lizards
|
|
| n.蜥蜴( lizard的名词复数 ) | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
60
lizard
|
|
| n.蜥蜴，壁虎 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
61
beetles
|
|
| n.甲虫( beetle的名词复数 ) | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
62
gardenias
|
|
| n.栀子属植物，栀子花( gardenia的名词复数 ) | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
63
stanzas
|
|
| 节，段( stanza的名词复数 ) | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
64
crimson
|
|
| n./adj.深(绯)红色(的)；vi.脸变绯红色 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
65
mingled
|
|
| 混合，混入( mingle的过去式和过去分词 )； 混进，与…交往[联系] | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
66
niche
|
|
| n.壁龛；合适的职务(环境、位置等) | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
67
penchant
|
|
| n.爱好，嗜好；（强烈的）倾向 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
68
dame
|
|
| n.女士 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
69
promptly
|
|
| adv.及时地，敏捷地 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
70
linen
|
|
| n.亚麻布，亚麻线，亚麻制品；adj.亚麻布制的，亚麻的 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
71
trots
|
|
| 小跑，急走( trot的名词复数 )； 匆匆忙忙地走 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
72
slumbers
|
|
| 睡眠，安眠( slumber的名词复数 ) | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
73
deft
|
|
| adj.灵巧的，熟练的（a deft hand 能手） | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
74
delightfully
|
|
| 大喜，欣然 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
75
deference
|
|
| n.尊重，顺从；敬意 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
76
puffs
|
|
| n.吸( puff的名词复数 )；（烟斗或香烟的）一吸；一缕（烟、蒸汽等）；（呼吸或风的）呼v.使喷出( puff的第三人称单数 )；喷着汽（或烟）移动；吹嘘；吹捧 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
77
impudent
|
|
| adj.鲁莽的，卑鄙的，厚颜无耻的 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
78
entreats
|
|
| 恳求，乞求( entreat的第三人称单数 ) | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
79
presto
|
|
| adv.急速地；n.急板乐段；adj.急板的 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
80
bonnet
|
|
| n.无边女帽；童帽 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
81
misgiving
|
|
| n.疑虑，担忧，害怕 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
82
perches
|
|
| 栖息处( perch的名词复数 )； 栖枝； 高处； 鲈鱼 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
83
negligently
|
|
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
84
artistic
|
|
| adj.艺术(家)的，美术(家)的；善于艺术创作的 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
85
exquisite
|
|
| adj.精美的；敏锐的；剧烈的，感觉强烈的 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
86
picturesque
|
|
| adj.美丽如画的，（语言）生动的，绘声绘色的 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
87
chirp
|
|
| v.(尤指鸟)唧唧喳喳的叫 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
88
chirping
|
|
| 鸟叫，虫鸣( chirp的现在分词 ) | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
89
quaint
|
|
| adj.古雅的，离奇有趣的，奇怪的 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
90
scuttles
|
|
| n.天窗( scuttle的名词复数 )v.使船沉没( scuttle的第三人称单数 )；快跑，急走 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
|
91
cower
|
|
| v.畏缩，退缩，抖缩 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
92
laboriously
|
|
| adv.艰苦地；费力地；辛勤地；（文体等）佶屈聱牙地 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
93
vaguely
|
|
| adv.含糊地，暖昧地 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
94
apparently
|
|
| adv.显然地；表面上，似乎 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
95
piquancy
|
|
| n.辛辣，辣味，痛快 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
96
gem
|
|
| n.宝石，珠宝；受爱戴的人 [同]jewel | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
97
scrap
|
|
| n.碎片；废料；v.废弃，报废 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
|
98
esteem
|
|
| n.尊敬，尊重；vt.尊重，敬重；把…看作 | |
参考例句： |
|
|
|
| 欢迎访问英文小说网 |