piě zuǐ yáo tóu 撇嘴摇头 twist lips and shake the head tā piě zuǐ lù chū qīng miè de xiào róng 她撇嘴,露出轻蔑的笑容。 Her lips twisted with a sneer. tā piě zuǐ biǎo shì huái yí 她撇嘴表示怀疑。 She curled her upper lip in a show of scepticism. ...
it destroys families it didn t happen it does feel good to it does not seem so c it doesnt even matter it doesnt matter what it doesnt matter what it dont matter whatev it dont mean a thing it dont get better th it even it exists to give you it feels right when i it feels strang...
cast a brick 2 v.curl one's lip (in contempt, disbelief or disappointment) tā zuǐ yī piě shén me yě méi shuō zǒu kāi le 她嘴一撇,什么也没说,走开了。 She curled her lips and left without saying a single word. tā yī piě zuǐ kū le qǐ lai ...
Does it also feel authentic, like could I picture my own children doing something like this when they were younger? Absolutely. (I mean, my son did warm to a restaurant straw wrapper that he kept on his bedside table for months.) Is it all kinds of delightful because the story is ...
ahead and not even really tasting the spoonfuls of vanilla almond granola, she wondered briefly, where Allen was. The thought only half formed, however, before Rachel gave up sustenance for sleep and curled up on the couch. She was fast asleep before the remaining cereal had time to go ...
Things happened, and the pain swallowed me up for a while. And I am learning that I do not handle my own pain well. I have no tolerance for my own tears. My own suffering. It simply does not feel just, when I am so aware of my privelege. There is a magnitute of suffering out...
mascara or lipstick. That not wearing cosmetics was meant to be the true indicator of a girl that is 100% comfortable with herself, and does not need the compliments that stem from a pretty lipstick or glowing complexion. I liked that thought, but I’ll admit that it’s not my primary...
There are also a ton of different colors on the market to play with. It's rare to find something so sexy and comfy at the same time, but these shirts are exactly that. Wear them out on the town or curled up at home. We don't want to say that plaid is the coziest of all des...
“What do you mean we’re giving it away?!” “We’d like to contest the move.” To be honest, writing about this day/night/day is making me emotional. I’m snug and safe in a sparsely-populated coffee shop and am anxious just recalling it. Tears feel close. Should I keep writing...
Let’s face it, as much as I love being on my bike riding downhill and through streams, or even climbing trails that take me closer and closer to God, it doesn’t mean I can’t also be a city gal. Out of all the cities I’ve traveled to (not a ton) I have loved them all...