His hair was tousled and his face near geranium with excitement.

他的头发已经凌乱不堪，那张脸也激动得象朵天竺葵。

" There are. It's just, my boy—" The fox tousled the boy's fur.

“有。只不过，我的孩子——”那只狐狸弄乱了小家伙的毛。

I recognized again that tousled bronze hair.

我了那一头蓬乱的古铜色头发。

But the hair was the Duke's—coal-colored and tousled.

但头发是公爵的——煤灰色，乱糟糟的。

Even his wing-shaped eyebrows were rough and tousled.

就连他那羽翼状的眉毛， 也显得粗糙凌乱。

The wind tousled Velma's hair and tickled her butterfly's wings.

风乱了维尔玛的头发，挠痒了她蝴蝶的翅膀。

He faced her slowly, the sea breeze tousling his hair.

他慢慢地面对着她， 海风乱了他的头发。

Her hair, cut short and loosely curled, but tousled, was brightly hennaed.

她的头发剪短，松散地卷曲，但凌乱不堪，是鲜艳的指甲花。

Bernie tousled his daughter's flames."When you are ready, "he said.

火柱揉了揉小焰的火焰，说道：“等你能独当一面的时候。”

Emma McChesney's hair was slightly tousled.

Emma McChesney 的头发有些凌乱。

He sat propped in a chair, his face gaunt, his hair tousled above the broad forehead.

他靠在椅子， 面容憔悴，宽阔的前的头发乱糟糟的。

He got up himself, laughing and glowing, and tousled; his eyes like a bit of the sky.

他自己也站了起来，笑得满脸通红，头发乱糟糟的；他的眼睛有点像天空。

How graceful and perfect in every way it seemed as compared with the silly, dusty, tousled sheep!

与愚蠢、满身灰尘、蓬乱的绵羊相比，它在各面显得多么优雅和完美！

My mother, unable to resist his charm, reached out to him and tousled his hair and said, " Che muvi star! "

母亲无法抗拒奥利弗的魅力，伸手<span class="key">揉揉他的头发说：“Che star！”

I've actually had dreams where the only thing happening was me sitting with Jay while he, you know, tousles my hair, calling me " sport."

我梦过很多次这情景，但梦中唯一发生的事就是我和杰坐在一起，他揉着我的头发叫我" 好小子" 。

He wanted to reach out his hand and touch her sunburned, tousled hair — but not as he had ever touched a woman.

他想伸手去抚摸她被晒伤的凌乱的头发——但不像他曾经抚摸过一个女人。

She started as she saw the consternation on Waddington's face; his head was tousled as though he had just jumped out of bed.

当她看到沃丁顿脸的惊愕时， 她吃了一惊；他的头乱糟糟的， 就好像他刚从床跳起来一样。

She is wearing one of his T-shirts, and her long hair is tousled in a way that prompts reflexive thoughts of the previous night.

她穿着他的一件 T 恤，长发乱糟糟的， 不禁让人想起昨晚的事。

Afterward, people shook his hand. Some of them tousled my hair and shook my hand too. I was so proud of Baba, of us.

接着，来宾与他握手。有些人摸摸我的头发，也跟我握手。我为爸爸自豪，为我们骄傲。

Dear Frantic Buffalo: We're sorry to have to tell you that no rollers have yet been developed that do not occasionally catch the fingers of boys who tousle.

亲爱的焦急的布法罗：很抱歉不得不告诉您，目前尚未研发一种卷发器， 能够完全避免偶尔夹住那些喜欢乱揉头发的男孩的手指。