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

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。不过，我的孩子——”那狐狸弄乱了小家伙的毛。

Emma McChesney's hair was slightly tousled.

Emma McChesney 的头发有些凌乱。

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

风吹乱了维尔玛的头发，挠痒了她蝴蝶的翅膀。

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

慢慢地面对着她， 海风吹乱了的头发。

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。”

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

靠在椅子上， 面容憔悴，宽阔的前额上方的头发乱糟糟的。

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

自己也站了起来，笑得满脸通红，头发乱糟糟的；的眼睛有点像天空。

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">揉揉的头发说：“Che star！”

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

当她看到沃丁顿脸上的惊愕时， 她吃了一惊；的头乱糟糟的， 就好像床上跳起来一样。

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。

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，揉着我的头发叫我" 好小子" 。

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，目前尚未研发出一种卷发器， 能够完全避免偶尔夹住那些喜欢乱揉头发的男孩的手指。

He unhooks his helmet and takes it off with one gloved hand, and his hair underneath is just attractively tousled enough to look like it's supposed to be that way.

解开头盔， 用一戴着手套的手把它摘下来，下面的头发凌乱得很迷人， 看起来就应该是这样的。

There she was, on the TV screen, tousling my hair in relief. It was Thanksgiving, and I was twelve. We'd gone to see my grandmother in California, the last year before she died.

她在那里，在电视屏幕上，如释重负地抚弄着我的发。那是在感恩节，我那时十二岁。我们去看住在加利福尼亚的外祖母，那是在她去世的前一年。

I clicked on the link, which showed a picture of a reed-thin blonde woman with an artfully tousled chignon smiling as she stood on the steps of a register office with an older, dark-haired man.

我点击了链接，上面显示了一张芦苇般瘦削的金发女人的照片， 她和一个年长的黑发男人站在登记处的台阶上， 头上梳着巧妙的蓬乱发髻， 微笑着。