1、stretched out

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stretched out中文意思翻譯

常用釋義：伸展開來(lái)：身體或身體的某個(gè)部位被伸展開來(lái)

v.伸出；伸直四肢

stretched out雙語(yǔ)使用場(chǎng)景

1、she was not listening, but had stretched out on the leafy ground and was looking up at the canopy of leaves over head.───莉莉沒(méi)有聽(tīng)他說(shuō)，而是四肢伸開躺在鋪滿綠葉的地上，望著頭頂茂密的樹葉。

2、Romola stretched out her hand to the crucifix, and this act appeared to relieve the tension of her mind.───羅摩拉伸出手去接那個(gè)十字架。這個(gè)動(dòng)作似乎解除了她思想的緊張。

3、I stretched out a hand and picked up the book.───我伸出一只手，把書撿起來(lái)。

4、Often after sex he would be so comfortably stretched out, immobile, that he would not clean himself up, staining her sheets.───做完后他通常舒服地伸展四肢，一動(dòng)不動(dòng)，他也不去洗一洗，于是把她的床單都弄臟了。

5、They stretched out their claws.───它們伸出了爪子。

6、He stretched out his hands, still smeared with blood, perhaps that of his father.───他伸出仍沾滿血污的手--那也許是他父親的血。

7、The motorway stretched out ahead of me until it narrowed to a vanishing point some miles away.───高速公路在我面前延伸開去，直至在幾英里外匯合成一個(gè)小點(diǎn)。

8、And at the moment he stretched out his hand, he felt his fingers touched her soft cotton dress.───而目前他伸出他的手，他覺(jué)得他的手指摸她的軟棉衣服。

9、After a moment's hesitation, the young man stretched out his hands to meet it.───年輕人遲疑了一會(huì)兒才伸出手來(lái)迎接。

stretched out相似詞語(yǔ)短語(yǔ)

1、stressed out───緊張的；有壓力的

2、stretch out───v.伸出；伸直四肢

3、stretched budget───超支

4、；eathed out───呼出

5、reached out───vt.伸出

6、；anched out───v.長(zhǎng)出枝條；擴(kuò)展范圍；偏離主題

7、stretching out───v.伸出；伸直四肢

8、stretches out───v.伸出；伸直四肢

9、stretchout───擔(dān)架

2、仁愛(ài)教育賣火柴的小女孩英文版？

Most terribly cold it was; it snowed, and was nearly quite dark, and evening--

the last evening of the year. In this cold and darkness there went along the

street a poor little girl, bareheaded, and with naked feet. When she left home

she had slippers on, it is true; but what was the good of that? They were very

large slippers, which her mother had hitherto worn; so large were they; and

the poor little thing lost them as she scuffled away across the street,

because of two carriages that rolled by dreadfully fast.

One slipper was nowhere to be found; the other had been laid hold of by an

urchin, and off he ran with it; he thought it would do capitally for a cradle

when he some day or other should have children himself. So the little maiden

walked on with her tiny naked feet, that were quite red and blue from cold.

She carried a quantity of matches in an old apron, and she held a bundle of

them in her hand. Nobody had bought anything of her the whole livelong day; no

one had given her a single farthing.

She crept along trembling with cold and hunger--a very picture of sorrow, the

poor little thing!

The flakes of snow covered her long fair hair, which fell in beautiful curls

around her neck; but of that, of course, she never once now thought. From all

the windows the candles were gleaming, and it smelt so deliciously of roast

goose, for you know it was New Year's Eve; yes, of that she thought.

In a corner formed by two houses, of which one advanced more than the other,

she seated herself down and cowered together. Her little feet she had drawn

close up to her, but she grew colder and colder, and to go home she did not

venture, for she had not sold any matches and could not bring a farthing of

money: from her father she would certainly get blows, and at home it was cold

too, for above her she had only the roof, through which the wind whistled,

even though the largest cracks were stopped up with straw and rags.

Her little hands were almost numbed with cold. Oh! a match might afford her a

world of comfort, if she only dared take a single one out of the bundle, draw

it against the wall, and warm her fingers by it. She drew one out. "Rischt!"

how it blazed, how it burnt! It was a warm, bright flame, like a candle, as

she held her hands over it: it was a wonderful light. It seemed really to the

little maiden as though she were sitting before a large iron stove, with

burnished brass feet and a brass ornament at top. The fire burned with such

blessed influence; it warmed so delightfully. The little girl had already

stretched out her feet to warm them too; but--the small flame went out, the

stove vanished: she had only the remains of the burnt-out match in her hand.

She rubbed another against the wall: it burned brightly, and where the light

fell on the wall, there the wall became transparent like a veil, so that she

could see into the room. On the table was spread a snow-white tablecloth; upon

it was a splendid porcelain service, and the roast goose was steaming famously

with its stuffing of apple and dried plums. And what was still more capital to

behold was, the goose hopped down from the dish, reeled about on the floor

with knife and fork in its breast, till it came up to the poor little girl;

when--the match went out and nothing but the thick, cold, damp wall was left

behind. She lighted another match. Now there she was sitting under the most

magnificent Christmas tree: it was still larger, and more decorated than the

one which she had seen through the glass door in the rich merchant's house.

Thousands of lights were burning on the green branches, and gaily-colored

pictures, such as she had seen in the shop-windows, looked down upon her.

The little maiden stretched out her hands towards them when--the match went

out. The lights of the Christmas tree rose higher and higher, she saw them now

as stars in heaven; one fell down and formed a long trail of fire.

"Someone is just dead!" said the little girl; for her old grandmother, the

only person who had loved her, and who was now no more, had told her, that

when a star falls, a soul ascends to God.

She drew another match against the wall: it was again light, and in the lustre

there stood the old grandmother, so bright and radiant, so mild, and with such

an expression of love.

"Grandmother!" cried the little one. "Oh, take me with you! You go away when

the match burns out; you vanish like the warm stove, like the delicious roast

goose, and like the magnificent Christmas tree!" And she rubbed the whole

bundle of matches quickly against the wall, for she wanted to be quite sure of

keeping her grandmother near her. And the matches gave such a brilliant light

that it was brighter than at noon-day: never formerly had the grandmother been

so beautiful and so tall. She took the little maiden, on her arm, and both

flew in brightness and in joy so high, so very high, and then above was

neither cold, nor hunger, nor anxiety--they were with God.

But in the corner, at the cold hour of dawn, sat the poor girl, with rosy

cheeks and with a smiling mouth, leaning against the wall--frozen to death on

the last evening of the old year. Stiff and stark sat the child there with her

matches, of which one bundle had been burnt. "She wanted to warm herself,"

people said. No one had the slightest suspicion of what beautiful things she

had seen; no one even dreamed of the splendor in which, with her grandmother

she had entered on the joys of a new year.