The man was brutish and coarse.那人野蛮粗俗。Using a pestle and mortar, pulverise the bran to a coarse powder...用杵和臼，将麸皮磨成粗粉。The voice, less coarse now, stirred her as it had then.现在那声音已不那么刺耳，它又如当年一样让她怦然心动。The voice, less coars...
I see him chafe and fret at every pore.我看见他非常暴躁.As she spoke we could see that she was in a fret.她讲话时,我们看得出她很烦躁.He could rest only when he was too drained of energy to fret further.只有当他精疲力竭无力再操心时他才能得以休息。...