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Sure enough, a photo from the era shows an 18-year-old ''in tie-dyed T-shirt, midriff exposed, long hair, flares, and bare feet," notes Powell."It's a daft look, but it's him all right.

毫无疑问，当时的照片中的布莱尔就是一个18岁的叛逆青年，他穿着打染过的T恤，露出肚脐眼，留着长发，喇叭裤并且赤脚。

My English teacher Andy is a handsome youngling: He has an average height and medium-heavy build, wears short hair. He often has a deep color shirt with a broad brimmed tie, a suiting trouser, a pair of black shoe leather with a worn teacher's book. He likes to chat with others with friendly smile on his face. He is really an easy-going man.

我的老师Andy是一个英俊的小伙子：中等微胖的身材，短短的头发，常常穿一件深色衬衫、一条深色西裤、一双黑皮鞋，打着一条宽宽的领带，拿着一本烂烂的教科书，常常微笑地和人聊天，随和极了。

My English teacher Andy is a handsome youngling: He has anaverage height and medium-heavy build, wears short hair. He often has a deep color shirt with a broad brimmed tie, a suiting trouser, a pair of black shoe leather with a worn teacher's book. He likes to chat with others with friendly smile on his face. He is really an easy-going man.

我的老师Andy是一个英俊的小伙子：中等微胖的身材，短短的头发，常常穿一件深色衬衫、一条深色西裤、一双黑皮鞋，打着一条宽宽的领带，拿着一本烂烂的教科书，常常微笑地和人聊天，随和极了。

Portrait: My English Teacher - Andy My Englishteacher Andy is a handsome youngling: He has anaverage height and medium-heavy build, wears short hair. He often has a deep color shirt with a broad brimmed tie, a suiting trouser, a pair of black shoe leather with a worn teacher's book.

我的老师Andy是一个英俊的小伙子：中等微胖的身材，短短的头发，常常穿一件深色衬衫、一条深色西裤、一双黑皮鞋，打着一条宽宽的领带，拿着一本烂烂的教科书，常常微笑地和人聊天，随和极了。

It looks like a cubism picture of a woman with big hair and numerous earings on her knees pleasuring a guy wearing a London t-shirt.

看上去像一张立体主义绘画，一个头发蓬乱的戴着无数耳饰的女人跪在地上，给一个穿着伦敦T恤的男人

It looks like a cubism picture of a woman with big hair and numerous earings on her knees pleasuring a guy wearing a London t-shirt.

看上去像一张立体主义绘画，一个头发蓬乱的戴着无数耳饰的女人跪在。。。

Nobody knew me except one familiar face -- Ah Tan, with a very dirty T-shirt and trousers. Totally different from the time he was working in a laundry shop. The only thing unchange was his face and his hair style.

没有人认识我，除了一张熟悉的面孔－－Ah Tan，他的T恤和裤子脏兮兮的，和当初在洗衣店工作时的样子简直判若两人，唯一没有改变以是他的脸和发型。

Stifling air enfolded him, sticking his shirt to his chest and his hair to his forehead.

沉闷的空气席卷着他，他的衣服粘上他的胸口，他的头发粘上他的前额。

I started fixing my hair and unbuttoning a couple of buttons on my shirt, hoping the policeman would let me off with a warning.

为了争取让阿SIR警告一次而不开罚单，我解开了几颗衬衫的扣子，还举起双手拢拢头发。

His blue-checked western shirt was wet with sweat and plastered to him in a way that was almost indecent, disclosing broad muscles and thick black hair form the area of his collarbone down.

汗水浸透了他的牛仔衫，粘在身上，样子好粗狂，雄健的肌肉袒露着，厚黑的头发披到锁骨下。

But we don't care about Battlegrounds.

但我们并不在乎沙场中的显露。

Ah! don't mention it, the butcher's shop is a horror.

啊！不用提了。提到肉，真是糟透了。