Next door, Serena and her mother were just heading out of their
dressing1 room to the cashier's desk. “Serena!” Jenny called, without thinking twice. Serena turned around and Jenny blushed. She couldn't believe she was talking to Serena van der Woodsen while wearing a bright orange dress with a stupid
ruffle2 on it. “Hey Jenny,” Serena said, beaming sweetly down at her. She walked over and kissed Jenny on both cheeks. Jenny sucked in her breath and gripped the curtain to steady herself. Serena van der Woodsen had just kissed her. “Wow, crazy dress,” Serena said. She leaned in to whisper in Jenny's ear. “You're lucky you don't have your mom with you. I got suckered into buying the ugliest dress in the store.” Serena held the dress up. It was long and black and completely gorgeous. Jenny didn't know what to say. She wished she were the kind of girl who could complain about shopping with her mother. She wished she were the kind of girl who could complain about a beautiful dress being ugly. But she wasn't. “Is everything all right, dear?” Maureen said, striding over and handing Jenny a strapless bra contraption to try on with her dresses. Jenny took the bra and glanced at Serena, her cheeks burning. “I'd better keep trying this stuff on,” she said. “See you Monday, Serena.” She let the curtain fall closed, but Maureen pulled it open a few inches. “That looks nice,” she said, nodding approvingly at the orange dress. “It suits you.” Jenny
grimaced3. “Does it come in black?” she asked. “But you're too young for black,” Maureen said, frowning. Jenny frowned back and handed the pile of reject dresses to Maureen, closing the curtain firmly in her face. “Thanks for your help,” she called. She yanked the orange dress over her head and whipped off her bra, reaching for a black stretch-satin dress she had picked out herself. Braless, she pulled the dress on over her head and felt it
ooze4 all over her. When she looked up, little Jenny Humphrey had vanished from the dressing room. In her place was a dangerous, slutty sex goddess. Throw in a pair of kitten heels, a
thong5, and some Chanel Vamp
lipstick6, and she had it going on. No girl is ever too young to wear black. sunday
brunch7 Late Sunday morning the steps of the
Metropolitan8 Museum of Art were crawling with people. Tourists, mostly, and locals who had come for a brief visit so they could
brag9 about it to their friends and sound cultured. Inside, brunch was being served in the Egyptian wing for all the museum's board members and their families. The Egyptian wing was a superb setting for nighttime parties–glittering gold and exotic, with the moonlight shining dramatically through its modern glass walls. But it was all wrong for brunch. Smoked
salmon10 and eggs and mummified Egyptian Pharaohs really don't mix. Plus, the morning sun was shining so brightly through the
slanting11 glass walls, it made even the slightest hangover feel ten times worse. Who invented brunch anyway? The only decent place to be on Sunday mornings is in bed.The room was filled with large round tables and freshly-scrubbed Upper-East-Siders. Eleanor Waldorf, Cyrus Rose, the van der Woodsens, the
Basses12, the Archibalds, and their children were there, all seated around one table. Blair was sitting between Cyrus Rose and her mother, looking grumpy. Nate had been
intermittently14 baked, drunk, or passed out since Friday, and looked woozy and
rumpled15, as if he'd just woken up. Serena was wearing some of the new clothes she'd bought shopping with her mother the day before, and she had a new haircut, with soft layers framing her face. She looked even more beautiful than ever, but nervous and jumpy after drinking six cups of coffee. Only Chuck seemed at ease, happily
sipping17 his
Bloody18 Mary. Cyrus Rose sliced his salmon-and-leek omelet in half and plunked it on a pumpernickel bagel. “I've been
craving19 eggs,” he said, biting into it hungrily. “You know when your body tells you you need something?” he said, to no one in particular. “Mine's shouting, 'Eggs, eggs, eggs!' ” And mine's shouting, “Shut the fuck up,” Blair thought. Blair pushed her plate toward him. “Here, have mine. I hate eggs,” she said. Cyrus pushed her plate back. “No, you're growing. You need that more than I do.” “That's right, Blair,” her mother agreed. “Eat your eggs. They're good for you.” “I hear eggs make your hair shiny,”
Misty20 Bass13 added. Blair shook her head. “I don't eat chicken
abortions21,” she said stubbornly. “They make me gag.” Chuck reached across the table. “I'll eat them, if you don't want them.” “Oh, now, Chuck,” Mrs. Bass clucked. “Don't be a piggy.” “She said she didn't want them,” Chuck said. “Right, Blair?” Blair handed her plate over, careful not to look at Serena or Nate, sitting on either side of Chuck. Serena was busy cutting her omelet into little squares, like Scrabble pieces. She began building tall towers of them. Out of the corner of his eye, Nate was watching her. He was also watching Chuck's hands. Each time they slid
underneath22 the
tablecloth23 and out of view, Nate imagined them all over Serena's legs.“Anyone see the Styles section of the Times today?” Cyrus asked, looking around the table. Serena's head shot up. Her picture with the Remi brothers. She'd forgotten all about it.She pursed her lips and slunk down in her chair, waiting for an inquisition from her parents and everyone else at the table. But it never came. It was part of their social code not to dwell on things that embarrassed them. “Pass me the cream, Nate darling?” Blair's mother said, while smiling at Serena. And that was that. Nate's mother cleared her throat. “How is the Kiss on the Lips party going, Blair? Are you girls all ready?” she asked, swigging her Seven-and-Seven. “Yes, we're all set,” Blair answered politely. “We finally got the invitations cleared up. And Kate Spade is sending over the gift bags after school on Thursday.” “I remember all the cotillions I used to organize,” Mrs. van der Woodsen said, with a dreamy expression. “But the thing we always used to worry about most was would the boys show up.” She smiled at Nate and Chuck. “We don't have to worry about that with you two, do we?” she said. “I'm all over it,” Chuck said, scarfing Blair's omelet. “I'll be there,” Nate said. He glanced at Blair, who was staring at him now. Nate was wearing that same green cashmere sweater she had given him in Sun Valley. The one with the gold heart. “Excuse me,” Blair said. Then she stood up
abruptly24 and left the table. Nate followed her. “Blair!” he called, weaving his way around the other tables, ignoring his friend Jeremy, who was waving to him from across the room. “Wait up.” Without turning around, Blair began walking even faster, her heels clacking on the white marble floor. They reached the hallway to the restrooms. “Come on, Blair. I'm sorry, okay? Can we please talk?” Nate called. Blair reached the door to the women's room and turned around, pushing it
halfway25 open with her rear end. “Just leave me alone, okay?” she said sharply, and went inside. Nate stood outside the door for a moment with his hands in his pockets, thinking. That morning, when he'd put on the green sweater Blair had given him, he'd found a little gold heart sewn into the sleeve. He'd never noticed it before, but it was obvious Blair had put it there. For the first time, he realized that she really meant it when she'd said she loved him. It was pretty intense. And pretty flattering. And it kind of made him want her again. It wasn't just any girl who'd sew a gold heart into your clothes. He had that right. Serena had to pee
desperately26, but she couldn't face being in the bathroom at the same time as Blair. After Blair and Nate had been gone for five minutes, though, Serena couldn't hold it any longer. She stood up and headed for the ladies' room. Familiar faces gazed up at Serena as she passed their tables. A waitress offered her a glass of
champagne27. But Serena shook her head and hurried down the marble hall to the bathrooms. Quick, heavy footsteps
smacked28 on the floor behind her, and she turned around. It was Cyrus Rose. “Tell Blair to hurry if she wants dessert, will you?” he told her. Serena nodded and pushed open the door to the ladies' room. Blair was washing her hands. She looked up, staring at Serena's reflection in the mirror over the sink. “Cyrus says to hurry if you want dessert,” Serena said abruptly, walking into a stall, and banging the door shut. She pulled down her underwear and tried to pee, but she couldn't, not with Blair in the room. Serena couldn't believe herself. How many times in the past had she and Blair gone to the bathroom together, talking and laughing while they peed? Too many times to count. And now Serena felt so
uptight29 in Blair's presence she couldn't go? It was a total mindfuck. There was a quiet, awkward pause. Don't you just hate awkward pauses? “Okay,” Serena heard Blair say before she left the bathroom. The door swung shut and Serena relaxed and started to pee. Cyrus caught Nate in the men's room. “You and Blair have a fight?” Cyrus asked. He unzipped his pants and stood at the urinal. Lucky Nate. Nate
shrugged30 as he washed his hands. “Kind of,” he said. “Let me guess, it was about sex, right?” Cyrus said. Nate blushed and pulled a paper towel out of the dispenser. “Well, sort of . . .” he said. He really didn't want to get into it. Cyrus flushed the urinal and joined Nate at the sinks. He washed his hands and began fussing with his tie, which was bright pink with yellow lions' heads on it. Very Versace. Read: tacky. “The only thing couples really fight about is sex and money,” Cyrus observed. Nate stood there with his hands in his pockets. “That's all right, kid. I'm not going to give you a lecture or anything. This is my future stepdaughter we're talking about. I'm sure as hell not going to tell you how to get into her pants.” Cyrus
chuckled31 to himself and left the bathroom, leaving Nate to stare after him. He wondered if Blair knew Cyrus was planning on marrying her mother. Nate turned on the tap and splashed cold water on his face. He studied himself in the mirror. He'd been up late last night with the boys, playing stupid drinking games to Tomb Raider. Every time they saw Angelina Jolie's nipples, they had to drink. He'd tried to drown his thoughts of Blair and Serena in as much booze as he could swallow, and now he was paying for it. His face was pale, there were brownish-purple circles under his eyes, and his cheeks were hollow. He looked like shit. As soon as this damned brunch was over, he was heading into the park for a smoke in the sun and couple of tall-boys. The perfect cure-all. But first he'd have to
flirt32 with Blair a little bit. Enough to make her want him again.Atta boy. Instead of going back to her table when she left the ladies' room, Blair wound her way across the room, looking for Kati and Isabel's table. “Blair! Over here!” Kati called, patting the empty chair next to her. Their parents and friends were working the room, socializing, so the girls had the table to themselves. “Here,” Isabel said, handing Blair a glass full of champagne and orange juice. “Thanks,” Blair said, taking a
sip16. “Jeremy Scott Tomkinson just came over and tried to get us to come to the park with him,” Kati said. She
giggled33. “He's kind of cute, you know, in a Waspoid kind of way.” Hey, cool word! Isabel turned to Blair, rolling her eyes. “Isn't this boring? How's your table?” “Don't ask,” Blair said. “Guess who I'm sitting with?” The other two girls sniggered; they didn't have to guess. “Have you seen that
billboard34 of her?” Isabel asked Blair. Blair nodded and rolled her eyes. “What's it supposed to be, anyway?” Kati said. “Her
belly35 button?” Blair still had no idea. “Who cares?” “She has no shame,” Isabel ventured. “I actually feel kind of sorry for her.” “Me too,” Kati agreed. “Well, don't,” Blair said fiercely. Grrr. Nate pushed open the men's room door at exactly the same time that Serena pushed open the ladies'. Together, they walked down the hallway back to the table. “Nate,” Serena said, smoothing her new brown
suede36 skirt over her legs. “Can you please explain why you're not talking to me?” “I'm not not talking to you,” Nate said. “See, I'm talking to you right now.” “Barely,” Serena said. “What happened? What's wrong? Did Blair say something to you about me?”
Instinctively37, Nate reached into his jacket pocket and fingered the
flask38 of whiskey that was hidden there. He looked down at the marble floor, avoiding Serena's beautiful sad eyes. “We should get back,” Nate said, speeding up. “Fine,” Serena answered, trailing after him slowly. She had that sour salty taste in the back of her throat again, the taste of tears. She'd been holding them back for too many days now, and she could feel a tidal wave coming on. All of a sudden she would start
sobbing39, and she wouldn't be able to stop. When Nate and Serena took their places at the table, Chuck
smirked40 at them knowingly. How was it? his face seemed to say. Serena wanted to hit him. She ordered another cup of coffee and dumped four
teaspoons41 of sugar in it and stirred and stirred, like she was trying to stir a hole through the cup, the saucer, the table, and the floor,
burrowing42 her way into some old pharaoh's tomb where she could cry and cry and no one would find her. Nate ordered a Bloody Mary. “Bottoms up!” Chuck said cheerfully, banging his glass against Nate's and taking a big
gulp43. Blair was back at the table. She had already
devoured44 her crème brulée and was working on her mother's. It was full of chicken abortions, but she didn't care–she was going to throw it all up in a minute anyway. “Hey Blair,” Nate said softly, causing Blair to drop her spoon with a
clatter45. He smiled and leaned across the table. “That looks awesome,” he said. “Can I have a bite?” Blair's hand fluttered
nervously46 to her heart. Sexy Nate. Her Nate. God, she wanted him. But she wasn't going to give up that easily. She had her pride. Blair
regained47 her composure and pushed her plate toward him, reaching for her drink and downing the rest of it in one big swallow. “You can have the rest,” she said, and stood up. “Excuse me.” Then she clacked away in her heels to stick her finger down her throat in the ladies' room. Some lady. Disclaimer: All the real names of places, people, and events have been altered or
abbreviated48 to protect the innocent. Namely, me. hey people! I thought S looked cute in her picture in the Sunday Times Styles section.
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dressing
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n.(食物)调料;包扎伤口的用品,敷料 |
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- Don't spend such a lot of time in dressing yourself.别花那么多时间来打扮自己。
- The children enjoy dressing up in mother's old clothes.孩子们喜欢穿上妈妈旧时的衣服玩。
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ruffle
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v.弄皱,弄乱;激怒,扰乱;n.褶裥饰边 |
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- Don't ruffle my hair.I've just combed it.别把我的头发弄乱了。我刚刚梳好了的。
- You shouldn't ruffle so easily.你不该那么容易发脾气。
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grimaced
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v.扮鬼相,做鬼脸( grimace的过去式和过去分词 ) |
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- He grimaced at the bitter taste. 他一尝那苦味,做了个怪相。
- She grimaced at the sight of all the work. 她一看到这么多的工作就皱起了眉头。 来自《简明英汉词典》
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ooze
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n.软泥,渗出物;vi.渗出,泄漏;vt.慢慢渗出,流露 |
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- Soon layer of oceanic ooze began to accumulate above the old hard layer.不久后海洋软泥层开始在老的硬地层上堆积。
- Drip or ooze systems are common for pot watering.滴灌和渗灌系统一般也用于盆栽灌水。
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thong
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n.皮带;皮鞭;v.装皮带 |
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- He fastened the dog to the post with a thong.他用一根皮带把狗拴到柱子上。
- If I switch with Harry,do I have to wear a thong?如果我和哈里调换,我应该穿皮带吗?
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lipstick
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n.口红,唇膏 |
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- Taking out her lipstick,she began to paint her lips.她拿出口红,开始往嘴唇上抹。
- Lipstick and hair conditioner are cosmetics.口红和护发素都是化妆品。
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brunch
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n.早午餐 |
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- They eat much the same thing for brunch every day.每天早午餐他们总是吃同样的东西。
- What did you have for your brunch?你早午饭都吃些什么?
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metropolitan
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adj.大城市的,大都会的 |
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- Metropolitan buildings become taller than ever.大城市的建筑变得比以前更高。
- Metropolitan residents are used to fast rhythm.大都市的居民习惯于快节奏。
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brag
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v./n.吹牛,自夸;adj.第一流的 |
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- He made brag of his skill.他夸耀自己技术高明。
- His wealth is his brag.他夸张他的财富。
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salmon
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n.鲑,大马哈鱼,橙红色的 |
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- We saw a salmon jumping in the waterfall there.我们看见一条大马哈鱼在那边瀑布中跳跃。
- Do you have any fresh salmon in at the moment?现在有新鲜大马哈鱼卖吗?
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slanting
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倾斜的,歪斜的 |
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- The rain is driving [slanting] in from the south. 南边潲雨。
- The line is slanting to the left. 这根线向左斜了。
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basses
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低音歌唱家,低音乐器( bass的名词复数 ) |
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- Oh, good! We need basses, and you can sing just as loudly as you like. 噢,很好!我们需要低音。您唱的声音大小可以随意。
- We are manufacturer of high-and medium-end violins, violas, cellos and basses. 我厂是深圳专业生产制作高档、中档小提琴、中提琴、大提琴、低音提琴的企业。
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bass
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n.男低音(歌手);低音乐器;低音大提琴 |
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- He answered my question in a surprisingly deep bass.他用一种低得出奇的声音回答我的问题。
- The bass was to give a concert in the park.那位男低音歌唱家将在公园中举行音乐会。
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intermittently
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adv.间歇地;断断续续 |
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- Winston could not intermittently remember why the pain was happening. 温斯顿只能断断续续地记得为什么这么痛。 来自英汉文学
- The resin moves intermittently down and out of the bed. 树脂周期地向下移动和移出床层。 来自辞典例句
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rumpled
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v.弄皱,使凌乱( rumple的过去式和过去分词 ) |
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- She rumpled his hair playfully. 她顽皮地弄乱他的头发。
- The bed was rumpled and strewn with phonograph records. 那张床上凌乱不堪,散放着一些唱片。 来自辞典例句
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sip
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v.小口地喝,抿,呷;n.一小口的量 |
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- She took a sip of the cocktail.她啜饮一口鸡尾酒。
- Elizabeth took a sip of the hot coffee.伊丽莎白呷了一口热咖啡。
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sipping
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v.小口喝,呷,抿( sip的现在分词 ) |
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- She sat in the sun, idly sipping a cool drink. 她坐在阳光下懒洋洋地抿着冷饮。
- She sat there, sipping at her tea. 她坐在那儿抿着茶。
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bloody
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adj.非常的的;流血的;残忍的;adv.很;vt.血染 |
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- He got a bloody nose in the fight.他在打斗中被打得鼻子流血。
- He is a bloody fool.他是一个十足的笨蛋。
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craving
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n.渴望,热望 |
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- a craving for chocolate 非常想吃巧克力
- She skipped normal meals to satisfy her craving for chocolate and crisps. 她不吃正餐,以便满足自己吃巧克力和炸薯片的渴望。
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misty
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adj.雾蒙蒙的,有雾的 |
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- He crossed over to the window to see if it was still misty.他走到窗户那儿,看看是不是还有雾霭。
- The misty scene had a dreamy quality about it.雾景给人以梦幻般的感觉。
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abortions
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n.小产( abortion的名词复数 );小产胎儿;(计划)等中止或夭折;败育 |
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- The Venerable Master: By not having abortions, by not killing living beings. 上人:不堕胎、不杀生。 来自互联网
- Conclusion Chromosome abnormality is one of the causes of spontaneous abortions. 结论:染色体异常是导致反复自然流产的原因之一。 来自互联网
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underneath
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adj.在...下面,在...底下;adv.在下面 |
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- Working underneath the car is always a messy job.在汽车底下工作是件脏活。
- She wore a coat with a dress underneath.她穿着一件大衣,里面套着一条连衣裙。
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tablecloth
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n.桌布,台布 |
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- He sat there ruminating and picking at the tablecloth.他坐在那儿沉思,轻轻地抚弄着桌布。
- She smoothed down a wrinkled tablecloth.她把起皱的桌布熨平了。
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abruptly
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adv.突然地,出其不意地 |
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- He gestured abruptly for Virginia to get in the car.他粗鲁地示意弗吉尼亚上车。
- I was abruptly notified that a half-hour speech was expected of me.我突然被通知要讲半个小时的话。
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halfway
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adj.中途的,不彻底的,部分的;adv.半路地,在中途,在半途 |
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- We had got only halfway when it began to get dark.走到半路,天就黑了。
- In study the worst danger is give up halfway.在学习上,最忌讳的是有始无终。
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desperately
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adv.极度渴望地,绝望地,孤注一掷地 |
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- He was desperately seeking a way to see her again.他正拼命想办法再见她一面。
- He longed desperately to be back at home.他非常渴望回家。
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champagne
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n.香槟酒;微黄色 |
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- There were two glasses of champagne on the tray.托盘里有两杯香槟酒。
- They sat there swilling champagne.他们坐在那里大喝香槟酒。
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smacked
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拍,打,掴( smack的过去式和过去分词 ) |
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- He smacked his lips but did not utter a word. 他吧嗒两下嘴,一声也不言语。
- She smacked a child's bottom. 她打孩子的屁股。
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uptight
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adj.焦虑不安的,紧张的 |
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- He's feeling a bit uptight about his exam tomorrow.他因明天的考试而感到有点紧张。
- Try to laugh at it instead of getting uptight.试着一笑了之,不要紧张。
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shrugged
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vt.耸肩(shrug的过去式与过去分词形式) |
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- Sam shrugged and said nothing. 萨姆耸耸肩膀,什么也没说。
- She shrugged, feigning nonchalance. 她耸耸肩,装出一副无所谓的样子。 来自《简明英汉词典》
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chuckled
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轻声地笑( chuckle的过去式和过去分词 ) |
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- She chuckled at the memory. 想起这件事她就暗自发笑。
- She chuckled softly to herself as she remembered his astonished look. 想起他那惊讶的表情,她就轻轻地暗自发笑。
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flirt
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v.调情,挑逗,调戏;n.调情者,卖俏者 |
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- He used to flirt with every girl he met.过去他总是看到一个姑娘便跟她调情。
- He watched the stranger flirt with his girlfriend and got fighting mad.看着那个陌生人和他女朋友调情,他都要抓狂了。
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giggled
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v.咯咯地笑( giggle的过去式和过去分词 ) |
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- The girls giggled at the joke. 女孩子们让这笑话逗得咯咯笑。
- The children giggled hysterically. 孩子们歇斯底里地傻笑。 来自《简明英汉词典》
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billboard
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n.布告板,揭示栏,广告牌 |
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- He ploughed his energies into his father's billboard business.他把精力投入到父亲的广告牌业务中。
- Billboard spreads will be simpler and more eye-catching.广告牌广告会比较简单且更引人注目。
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belly
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n.肚子,腹部;(像肚子一样)鼓起的部分,膛 |
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- The boss has a large belly.老板大腹便便。
- His eyes are bigger than his belly.他眼馋肚饱。
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suede
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n.表面粗糙的软皮革 |
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- I'm looking for a suede jacket.我想买一件皮制茄克。
- Her newly bought suede shoes look very fashionable.她新买的翻毛皮鞋看上去非常时尚。
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instinctively
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adv.本能地 |
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- As he leaned towards her she instinctively recoiled. 他向她靠近,她本能地往后缩。 来自《简明英汉词典》
- He knew instinctively where he would find her. 他本能地知道在哪儿能找到她。 来自《简明英汉词典》
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flask
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n.瓶,火药筒,砂箱 |
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- There is some deposit in the bottom of the flask.这只烧杯的底部有些沉淀物。
- He took out a metal flask from a canvas bag.他从帆布包里拿出一个金属瓶子。
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sobbing
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<主方>Ⅰ adj.湿透的 |
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- I heard a child sobbing loudly. 我听见有个孩子在呜呜地哭。
- Her eyes were red with recent sobbing. 她的眼睛因刚哭过而发红。
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smirked
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v.傻笑( smirk的过去分词 ) |
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- He smirked at Tu Wei-yueh. 他对屠维岳狞笑。 来自子夜部分
- He smirked in acknowledgement of their uncouth greetings, and sat down. 他皮笑肉不笑地接受了他的粗鲁的招呼,坐了下来。 来自辞典例句
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teaspoons
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n.茶匙( teaspoon的名词复数 );一茶匙的量 |
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- Add two teaspoons of salt. 加两小匙盐。
- Add 3 heaped teaspoons of sugar. 加满满的三匙糖。 来自《简明英汉词典》
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burrowing
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v.挖掘(洞穴),挖洞( burrow的现在分词 );翻寻 |
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- What are you burrowing around in my drawer for? 你在我抽屉里乱翻什么? 来自《简明英汉词典》
- The forepaws are also used for burrowing and for dragging heavier logs. 它们的前爪还可以用来打洞和拖拽较重的树干。 来自辞典例句
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gulp
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vt.吞咽,大口地吸(气);vi.哽住;n.吞咽 |
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- She took down the tablets in one gulp.她把那些药片一口吞了下去。
- Don't gulp your food,chew it before you swallow it.吃东西不要狼吞虎咽,要嚼碎了再咽下去。
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devoured
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吞没( devour的过去式和过去分词 ); 耗尽; 津津有味地看; 狼吞虎咽地吃光 |
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- She devoured everything she could lay her hands on: books, magazines and newspapers. 无论是书、杂志,还是报纸,只要能弄得到,她都看得津津有味。
- The lions devoured a zebra in a short time. 狮子一会儿就吃掉了一匹斑马。
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clatter
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v./n.(使)发出连续而清脆的撞击声 |
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- The dishes and bowls slid together with a clatter.碟子碗碰得丁丁当当的。
- Don't clatter your knives and forks.别把刀叉碰得咔哒响。
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nervously
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adv.神情激动地,不安地 |
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- He bit his lip nervously,trying not to cry.他紧张地咬着唇,努力忍着不哭出来。
- He paced nervously up and down on the platform.他在站台上情绪不安地走来走去。
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regained
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复得( regain的过去式和过去分词 ); 赢回; 重回; 复至某地 |
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- The majority of the people in the world have regained their liberty. 世界上大多数人已重获自由。
- She hesitated briefly but quickly regained her poise. 她犹豫片刻,但很快恢复了镇静。
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abbreviated
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adj. 简短的,省略的
动词abbreviate的过去式和过去分词 |
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- He abbreviated so much that it was hard to understand his article. 他的文章缩写词使用太多,令人费解。
- The United States of America is commonly abbreviated to U.S.A.. 美利坚合众国常被缩略为U.S.A.。
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