appeared

简明释义

英[əˈpɪəd]美[əˈpɪrd]

v. 似乎；出现；发表；提及（appear 的过去式和过去分词）

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例句

1.A bus appeared around the corner.

一辆公共汽车出现在拐角处。

2.A number of thin cracks appeared in the wall.

墙上出现了许多细裂缝。

3.A rotund, smiling, red-faced gentleman appeared.

一位圆滚滚的，面带笑容的，脸色红润的绅士出现了。

4.The angel appeared unto him in a dream.

在梦中天使出现在他面前。

5.He appeared to back-pedal on that statement.

他似乎想撤回那个说词。

6.There appeared no imminent danger.

眼前似乎没有危险。

7.The magician suddenly appeared on stage, leaving everyone in awe.

魔术师突然在舞台上出现，让每个人都惊叹不已。

8.The sun appeared from behind the clouds.

太阳从云层后面出现。

9.He appeared tired after working late last night.

他昨晚工作到很晚后，看起来有些疲惫。

10.A rainbow appeared after the rain, brightening the sky.

雨后出现了一道彩虹，照亮了天空。

11.She appeared to be lost in thought during the meeting.

她在会议期间似乎陷入了沉思。

作文

In the heart of a bustling city, there was a quaint little café that had been around for decades. It was a place where locals gathered to share stories, sip coffee, and enjoy the aroma of freshly baked pastries. One chilly autumn morning, as the sun rose slowly over the horizon, a mysterious figure suddenly appeared in front of the café. This figure, cloaked in a long, dark coat, seemed to have stepped out of a different era. The moment he appeared, the atmosphere in the café shifted; conversations hushed, and all eyes turned towards him. People were curious about who he was and why he had come to their little corner of the world.The man took a seat at a table by the window, and as he did, he pulled out an old leather-bound book from his bag. It looked ancient, with yellowed pages and a cover that had seen better days. As he flipped through the pages, it appeared as though he was searching for something specific. The café owner, a kind elderly woman named Mrs. Thompson, couldn't help but approach him. She was intrigued by the stranger and wanted to know more about him."Good morning, sir! I couldn't help but notice your interesting book. It appeared to be quite old. What is it about?" she asked with a warm smile.The man looked up, his eyes twinkling with a hint of mischief. "Ah, this book holds the secrets of the past, stories that have long been forgotten. I’m here to share them with anyone willing to listen," he replied, his voice deep and inviting.As word spread throughout the café, more customers began to gather around the man. They were captivated by his presence and the promise of stories that appeared to transcend time. One by one, they asked him questions, eager to learn about the tales hidden within the pages of his book. He spoke of adventures in distant lands, of brave heroes and wise sages. With every story he told, the café transformed into a realm of imagination. The air appeared to shimmer with excitement, and the once mundane morning routine turned into a magical experience.Hours flew by as people listened intently. The man’s stories appeared to weave a spell over everyone present, drawing them into a world where anything was possible. Even Mrs. Thompson, who had spent her life serving coffee and pastries, felt a spark of inspiration ignited within her. She realized that life was not just about the daily grind; it was also about the stories we carry and the connections we make.As the sun began to set, casting a golden hue over the café, the mysterious man stood up to leave. He packed his book carefully and looked around at the captivated faces. "Remember, my friends, stories are everywhere. They appear when we least expect them, and they remind us of the beauty of life. Never stop seeking them out," he said before he appeared to fade into the evening shadows.From that day on, the café was never the same. People would often reminisce about the day the stranger appeared and shared his stories. Inspired by his words, Mrs. Thompson started a storytelling night at the café, where locals could come together to share their own tales. The magic of that autumn morning lingered on, reminding everyone that sometimes, the most extraordinary moments appear in the most ordinary places.

在一个繁忙城市的中心，有一家已有几十年历史的小咖啡馆。这里是当地人聚集的地方，分享故事，品尝咖啡，享受新鲜烘焙糕点的香气。在一个寒冷的秋日早晨，当太阳慢慢升起时，一个神秘的人物突然出现在咖啡馆前。这位身穿长黑色外套的身影似乎从不同的时代走来。当他出现时，咖啡馆里的气氛发生了变化；谈话声变得低沉，所有的目光都转向了他。人们对他是谁以及为何来到这个小角落充满好奇。那人坐在窗边的一张桌子上，随即从包里拿出一本古老的皮革封面书籍。看起来很古老，纸张泛黄，封面也经历了岁月的洗礼。当他翻阅页面时，似乎在寻找某些特定的东西。咖啡馆老板，一位和蔼可亲的老奶奶汤普森女士，不禁走向他。她被这个陌生人吸引，想要了解更多关于他的事情。“早上好，先生！我不禁注意到您有本有趣的书。它看起来相当古老。它讲的是什么呢？”她微笑着问道。那人抬起头，眼中闪烁着一丝顽皮的光芒。“啊，这本书蕴含着过去的秘密，那些早已被遗忘的故事。我来这里是为了与任何愿意倾听的人分享这些故事，”他的声音深沉而迷人。随着消息在咖啡馆传播开来，越来越多的顾客开始围绕着这个人聚集。他们被他的存在和书中承诺的故事所吸引。一个接一个地，他们向他提问，渴望了解隐藏在书页中的故事。他讲述了遥远土地上的冒险，勇敢的英雄和智慧的贤者。随着他每一个故事的讲述，咖啡馆变成了一个想象的领域。空气中似乎闪烁着兴奋的光芒，以前单调的早晨例行公事变成了一场神奇的体验。时间飞逝，人们专心倾听。这个人的故事似乎在每个人面前编织了一种魔法，把他们带入一个无所不能的世界。即使是汤普森女士，这位一生都在服务咖啡和糕点的人，也感到内心被点燃了一丝灵感。她意识到生活不仅仅是日常的磨砺；它还关乎我们所携带的故事和我们所建立的联系。当太阳开始落下，给咖啡馆洒上金色的光辉时，神秘的人站起身来准备离开。他小心翼翼地收起书，环顾四周，看着那些被吸引的面孔。“记住，我的朋友们，故事无处不在。它们在你最意想不到的时候出现，并提醒我们生活的美好。永远不要停止寻找它们，”他说完便似乎消失在傍晚的阴影中。从那天起，咖啡馆再也不是以前的样子。人们经常回忆起那个陌生人出现并分享故事的日子。受到他话语的启发，汤普森女士在咖啡馆开始了一个讲故事之夜，让当地人可以聚在一起分享自己的故事。那个秋日早晨的魔力依然萦绕在心头，提醒着每个人，有时候，最非凡的时刻会出现在最普通的地方。