eerie

简明释义

英[ˈɪəri]美[ˈɪri]

adj. 可怕的；怪异的

比 较 级 e e r i e r

最 高 级 e e r i e s t

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1.The Eerie Silence: Renewing Our Search for Alien Intelligence. By Paul Davies.

《可怕的沉寂：用新的方法去寻找外星智能生命》作者：保罗•戴维斯。

2.Our first reader-contributed space photo was an eerie glowing space bubble.

我们第一位读者贡献的太空照是奇异的“闪烁太空气泡”。

3.I found the silence underwater really eerie.

我发觉水下的寂静真令人恐怖。

4.The office is an eerie place at night.

晚上的办公室是个比较怪异的地方。

5.I walked down the eerie dark path.

我沿着漆黑吓人的小路走着。

6.London's eerie choices for the 2012 games prompt questions about what makes a successful mascot.

伦敦为2012奥运会选出的怪异吉祥物令人们对成功的吉祥物是什么样子的产生了疑问。

7.Eerie Autumn haunts you with a grotesque selection of 15 ghostly wallpapers.

万圣节 主题则带有15张诡异的壁纸。

8.There is something undeniably soulful about the eerie whine of the highland bagpipes.

高原风笛神秘的哀鸣有着不容置疑的深情。

9.I had an eerie feeling that someone was watching me.

我当时有一种非常奇怪的感觉，老觉得有人在一直盯著我。

10.The abandoned house had an eerie 阴森的 atmosphere that made everyone feel uneasy.

那座废弃的房子有一种阴森的气氛，让每个人都感到不安。

11.As we walked through the foggy forest, the eerie 怪异的 silence was unsettling.

当我们走过雾蒙蒙的森林时，怪异的寂静让人感到不安。

12.The old photograph gave me an eerie 诡异的 feeling as if the people were watching me.

那张旧照片给了我一种诡异的感觉，仿佛那些人正在注视着我。

13.There was an eerie 可怕的 glow coming from the cave that made us hesitate to enter.

洞穴里发出一种可怕的光芒，让我们犹豫是否要进去。

14.The sound of the wind howling through the trees was eerie 怪异的, almost like whispering voices.

风在树间呼啸的声音是怪异的，几乎像是在低语。

作文

As I stepped into the old, abandoned house at the end of the street, an eerie feeling washed over me. The air was thick with dust, and the floorboards creaked under my weight. It was as if the house itself was alive, whispering secrets from a time long past. The walls were lined with peeling wallpaper, and cobwebs hung in the corners like ghostly curtains. I couldn't shake the sensation that I was being watched, a chill running down my spine as shadows danced in the dim light. This eerie atmosphere made my heart race, and I hesitated for a moment before venturing further inside. The living room was particularly unsettling. A broken chandelier hung precariously from the ceiling, its crystals glinting in the faint light. Dust motes floated in the air, swirling around me as I moved. I could almost hear the echoes of laughter and conversations that once filled this space. Now, it was silent, save for the occasional rustle of leaves outside. The silence was eerie, amplifying every small sound and making me acutely aware of my own presence. I felt as though the house was holding its breath, waiting for something to happen. As I explored the kitchen, I noticed the remnants of a life once lived. An old, rusted can of food sat on the counter, untouched for years. The refrigerator stood ajar, its contents long spoiled and unrecognizable. The eerie stillness of the room contrasted sharply with the memories it held. I imagined families gathering here, sharing meals and stories, their voices filling the air with warmth and joy. Now, it was just a hollow shell, a haunting reminder of what once was. In the back of the house, I found a staircase leading to the second floor. Each step I took echoed in the stillness, adding to the eerie ambiance. As I reached the top, I was greeted by a long hallway lined with doors. Each door seemed to hold its own mystery, and I felt an overwhelming urge to open them all. But a part of me hesitated, fearing what I might find behind those closed doors. I chose the first door on the left, pushing it open slowly. Inside, I discovered a child's bedroom, frozen in time. Dust covered the toys scattered across the floor, and the bed was unmade, as if someone had just gotten up. The eerie feeling intensified as I imagined the child who once played here, their laughter echoing through the halls. What had happened to them? The unanswered questions lingered in the air, thickening the atmosphere. As I continued my exploration, I couldn't shake the feeling that I was not alone. The house seemed to be alive with memories, and I could almost hear the whispers of those who had once called it home. Each room held its own story, and the eerie silence only deepened the sense of mystery. I felt like an intruder in a place that was still very much inhabited by the past. Eventually, I made my way back to the front door, my heart still racing from the eerie experience. As I stepped outside, I took one last look at the house, its windows dark and foreboding. I realized that some places are meant to be left undisturbed, their stories locked away in the shadows. The eerie feeling would linger with me long after I had left, a reminder of the mysteries that lie within the walls of forgotten homes.

当我走进街尾那座古老的废弃房子时，一种诡异的感觉涌上心头。空气中弥漫着灰尘，地板在我脚下吱吱作响。仿佛这座房子本身是活着的，低声诉说着久远的秘密。墙壁上贴着剥落的壁纸，角落里的蜘蛛网像幽灵般的窗帘挂在那里。我无法摆脱被注视的感觉，脊背发凉，阴影在微弱的光线中舞动。这种诡异的氛围让我心跳加速，我犹豫了一下才继续深入。 客厅特别让人不安。一盏破碎的吊灯摇摇欲坠地悬挂在天花板上，水晶在微弱的光线中闪烁。灰尘的微粒在空气中漂浮，随着我的移动而旋转。我几乎能听到曾经充满这个空间的笑声和谈话的回声。现在，除了偶尔传来的树叶沙沙声外，这里一片寂静。寂静是如此诡异的，放大了每一个小声音，让我对自己的存在感到敏感。我觉得这座房子屏住了呼吸，等待着什么事情的发生。 当我探索厨房时，我注意到曾经生活过的痕迹。一罐生锈的食物静静地放在台面上，已经多年未动。冰箱半开着，里面的东西早已变质，无法辨认。房间的诡异的寂静与它所承载的记忆形成了鲜明的对比。我想象着曾经的家庭在这里聚集，分享餐食和故事，他们的声音充满了温暖和快乐。现在，它只是一个空壳，成为曾经的幽灵般的提醒。 在房子的后面，我发现了一条通往二楼的楼梯。每一步都在静寂中回响，增添了诡异的氛围。当我到达楼上时，看到一条长长的走廊，走廊两侧都是门。每扇门似乎都藏着自己的秘密，我感到一种强烈的冲动想要打开它们。但我心中有一部分犹豫，害怕我可能会在那些关闭的门后找到什么。 我选择了左边的第一扇门，慢慢推开。里面是一间孩子的卧室，时间在这里凝固。灰尘覆盖着散落在地上的玩具，床没有整理，仿佛有人刚刚起床。随着我想象着曾经在这里玩耍的孩子，他们的笑声在走廊中回荡，那种诡异的感觉愈发强烈。他们发生了什么？未解之谜在空气中徘徊，浓厚的氛围让人窒息。 继续探索时，我无法摆脱自己并不孤单的感觉。房子似乎充满了记忆，我几乎能听到那些曾经称之为家的人的低语。每个房间都有自己的故事，而诡异的寂静只加深了神秘感。我觉得自己是一个闯入者，进入了一个依然被过去所占据的地方。 最终，我回到了前门，心仍因这次诡异的经历而怦怦直跳。当我走出门外时，最后看了一眼那座房子，窗户黑暗而令人畏惧。我意识到，有些地方注定要被遗忘，它们的故事锁在阴影中。那种诡异的感觉会在我离开之后依然萦绕在心头，提醒着我那些藏在被遗忘的家园墙壁中的秘密。