whiffle

简明释义

英[ˈwɪf(ə)l]美[ˈwɪfəl]

n. 轻拂；潺潺声；无足轻重的东西

vt. 一阵阵吹；动摇不定

vi. 一阵阵地吹；反复无常；摇曳

第 三 人 称 单 数 w h i f f l e s

现 在 分 词 w h i f f l i n g

过 去 式 w h i f f l e d

过 去 分 词 w h i f f l e d

英英释义

单词用法

同义词

反义词

例句

1.Nobody should ever ask "where is the foo-whiffle file?"

不应该有人还在问：“foo-whiffle文件在哪儿？”

2.Move whiffle bat as hands begin to move forward for the swing.

当手开始往前移动准备挥击的时候，手中的球棒要同时移动。

3.He cut a branch from a tree and made a whiffle-tree of it.

他砍了一根树枝，做了一根拴挽带的横杆。

4.Move whiffle bat as hands begin to move forward for the swing.

当手开始往前移动准备挥击的时候，手中的球棒要同时移动。

5.During the storm, the rain would whiffle against the windows, creating a rhythmic pattern.

在暴风雨中，雨水会轻轻拍打窗户，形成一种有节奏的模式。

6.As she walked by the bakery, the smell of fresh bread made her whiffle with delight.

当她经过面包店时，新鲜面包的香味让她陶醉不已。

7.The wind began to whiffle through the trees, creating a soothing melody.

风开始在树间轻声吹动，创造出一种舒缓的旋律。

8.The dog seemed to whiffle around the garden, searching for its favorite toy.

那只狗似乎在花园里四处嗅探，寻找它最喜欢的玩具。

9.He could hear the sound of the ball whiffling through the air as he pitched it.

当他投球时，他能听到球在空中轻声飞过的声音。

作文

In the quiet town of Maplewood, there was a peculiar little shop known as "The Whimsical Emporium." This shop was famous for its collection of odd trinkets and vintage items that seemed to have stories of their own. One day, as I wandered through the aisles filled with dusty books and peculiar knick-knacks, I stumbled upon an old, ornate box. It was beautifully crafted, with intricate designs etched into the wood. Curiosity piqued, I carefully opened the box, only to be greeted by a faint, sweet aroma that seemed to whiffle around me like a gentle breeze. The scent reminded me of summer days spent in my grandmother's garden, where flowers bloomed in vibrant colors and bees buzzed lazily from one blossom to another.As I inhaled deeply, I couldn't help but wonder about the origins of this enchanting fragrance. It was as if the box held the memories of countless summers, encapsulated within its wooden walls. Suddenly, I was transported back to my childhood, where I would spend hours playing outside, chasing butterflies and listening to the rustling leaves. The feeling was nostalgic and comforting, a reminder of simpler times when life was carefree.The shopkeeper, an elderly woman with twinkling eyes, noticed my fascination with the box. She approached me and said, "Ah, that box has a special history. It belonged to a traveler who collected scents from around the world. Each time he opened it, the scents would whiffle out, bringing memories of far-off places and adventures. It’s said that if you close your eyes and breathe in deeply, you can almost hear the whispers of those distant lands."Intrigued by her words, I decided to take a moment to truly immerse myself in the experience. I closed my eyes and breathed in the aroma once more. This time, the scent enveloped me, making me feel as though I were floating on a cloud of memories. I could almost envision the traveler, wandering through bustling markets in Morocco, or standing atop a mountain in the Swiss Alps, taking in the breathtaking views.As the minutes passed, I felt a connection to the world beyond my own. The scent continued to whiffle around me, each breath revealing new layers of complexity and depth. I realized that scents have a unique ability to transport us, to evoke emotions and memories that we may have long forgotten.After what felt like an eternity, I reluctantly opened my eyes, returning to the present moment. The shopkeeper smiled knowingly, as if she understood the journey I had just taken. I thanked her for sharing the story of the box and its magical contents. With the box cradled in my arms, I made my way to the counter, feeling grateful for the unexpected adventure I had experienced in that small corner of the world.Leaving the shop, I couldn’t shake off the feeling that the world is full of such wonders waiting to be discovered. Each scent and sound has the potential to whiffle through our lives, reminding us of who we are and where we come from. As I walked home, I took a deep breath, savoring the crisp air and the faint scent of autumn leaves. I knew that every moment, every memory, and every whiffle of fragrance contributes to the tapestry of our lives, weaving together the past and the present in a beautiful, intricate design.

在宁静的枫木镇，有一家名为“奇幻商店”的小店。这家商店因其收藏的奇特小饰品和复古物品而闻名，这些物品似乎都有自己的故事。一天，我在满是尘土的书籍和奇特摆件的过道中漫步，偶然发现了一个古老华丽的盒子。它雕工精美，木头上刻有复杂的图案。出于好奇，我小心翼翼地打开盒子，顿时被一阵淡淡的甜香气所迎接，这香气在我周围轻轻地whiffle，像微风一样。这个气味让我想起了在奶奶花园度过的夏日时光，那时鲜花盛开，色彩斑斓，蜜蜂懒洋洋地从一朵花飞到另一朵花。当我深吸一口气时，不禁想到了这个迷人香气的来源。仿佛这个盒子将无数个夏天的记忆封存于其木质墙壁之中。突然，我被带回了童年，那时我会花几个小时在外面玩耍，追逐蝴蝶，聆听树叶的沙沙声。这种感觉既怀旧又令人舒适，提醒着我简单的时光，那时生活是无忧无虑的。店主是一位眼神闪烁的老妇人，她注意到了我对盒子的迷恋。她走近我说：“哦，这个盒子有一个特别的历史。它属于一位旅行者，他收集了来自世界各地的香气。每次他打开它，香气都会whiffle出来，带来遥远地方和冒险的记忆。传说如果你闭上眼睛，深呼吸，你几乎可以听到那些遥远土地的低语。”被她的话所吸引，我决定花点时间真正沉浸在这个体验中。我闭上眼睛，再次深吸气。这一次，香气将我包围，让我觉得自己仿佛漂浮在记忆的云端。我几乎可以想象那个旅行者，漫步在摩洛哥熙熙攘攘的市场中，或站在瑞士阿尔卑斯山的顶峰，欣赏壮丽的景色。随着时间的推移，我感受到了一种与自己世界之外的联系。香气继续whiffle在我的周围，每一次呼吸都揭示出新的层次和深度。我意识到，香气有一种独特的能力，可以将我们传送到过去，唤起那些我们可能早已遗忘的情感和记忆。经过似乎是一个永恒的时刻，我不情愿地睁开眼睛，回到了现在。店主微笑着，仿佛她理解我刚刚经历的旅程。我感谢她分享关于这个盒子及其神奇内容的故事。怀抱着这个盒子，我朝柜台走去，心中感激我在这个小小的世界角落里意外经历的冒险。离开商店时，我无法摆脱这样的感觉：这个世界充满了等待被发现的奇迹。每一种气味和声音都有潜力在我们的生活中whiffle，提醒我们自己是谁，来自何方。当我走在回家的路上，深吸一口气，品味着清新的空气和秋叶的淡淡气息。我知道，每一个时刻、每一个记忆以及每一缕whiffle的香气都为我们生活的挂毯增添了色彩，将过去和现在编织在一起，形成一幅美丽而复杂的图案。