eeriness

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英[ˈɪərinəs]美[ˈɪrinəs]

n. 阴森；胆怯；怪诞

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1.The experience of déjà vu is usually accompanied by a compelling sense of familiarity, and also a sense of "eeriness", "strangeness", "weirdness", or what Sigmund Freud calls "the uncanny".

这种似曾相识的经历通常都伴有强烈的熟悉感，同时还会觉得“怪诞”、“陌生”、“异常”，或者像弗洛伊德所说的“诡异”。

2.The experience of déjà vu is usually accompanied by a compelling sense of familiarity, and also a sense of "eeriness", "strangeness", "weirdness", or what Sigmund Freud calls "the uncanny".

这种似曾相识的经历通常都伴有强烈的熟悉感，同时还会觉得“怪诞”、“陌生”、“异常”，或者像弗洛伊德所说的“诡异”。

3.In a way, it seems a pity to think of the island as a tourist hotspot, even if it allows more people to experience its breathtaking eeriness.

在某种程度上，把端岛当作旅游地又有些让人遗憾，尽管这使得更多的人可以体验到它的惊险怪诞。

4.Only two of them, however, are needed to explain the uncanny valley. These are humanness and eeriness.

然而，这四者中只有两个可以用来解释“恐怖谷”，那就是人性和怪诞性。

5.They think they can find their way by following a new compass direction-the quality of eeriness.

遵循一个新方向——怪诞特性——他们相信可以开拓自己的道路。

6.Language is always full of eeriness and ambiguity.

语言总是充满了吊诡和歧义。

7.It felt eeriness outside, a bit cold!

出门感觉阴森森的，有点冷！

8.The abandoned house had an unsettling eeriness, making it hard to step inside.

这座废弃的房子散发着一种令人不安的阴森，让人难以走进去。

9.As the fog rolled in, a sense of eeriness enveloped the quiet street.

随着雾气弥漫，安静的街道被一种阴森的气氛笼罩。

10.The old photograph had an eeriness about it that sent chills down my spine.

那张旧照片有一种阴森的感觉，让我不寒而栗。

11.Walking through the empty forest at night was filled with eeriness and uncertainty.

在夜晚穿过空旷的森林充满了阴森和不确定感。

12.The sound of the wind howling through the trees added to the eeriness of the night.

风在树间呼啸的声音增添了夜晚的阴森感。

作文

The night was unusually quiet, the kind of silence that envelops a place and creates an atmosphere of eeriness. The moon hung low in the sky, casting long shadows that danced across the ground. As I walked through the deserted streets, I couldn't shake off the feeling of being watched. The eeriness of the night seemed to seep into my bones, making every rustle of leaves sound like a whisper of secrets long forgotten. I had always loved exploring abandoned places, drawn by the stories they held and the history that lingered in the air. But tonight was different. The air felt thick with anticipation, as if the very fabric of reality was fraying at the edges. Each step I took echoed loudly, amplifying the sense of isolation that surrounded me. It was then that I stumbled upon an old, dilapidated house at the end of the street. Its windows were shattered, and the door hung ajar, creaking ominously in the slight breeze. The sight of it sent a shiver down my spine, and I hesitated for a moment, contemplating whether to enter. The eeriness of the place was palpable, wrapping around me like a cold blanket. Yet, curiosity got the better of me, and I pushed the door open. Inside, the darkness was nearly suffocating. My phone's flashlight barely pierced through the gloom, revealing dust-covered furniture and cobwebs that clung to the corners. The air was stale, filled with the scent of decay and neglect. As I moved further into the house, the eeriness intensified. I could hear my own heartbeat, loud and frantic, as if it were in sync with the unsettling atmosphere. Suddenly, I heard a noise—a soft thud from upstairs. My heart raced, and I froze, straining to listen. The sound echoed again, followed by what seemed like a whisper. The eeriness of the moment gripped me tightly, and I felt an overwhelming urge to flee. But a strange compulsion kept me rooted to the spot, urging me to investigate further. With each step I took towards the staircase, the air grew colder. The wooden steps creaked under my weight, each sound magnified in the stillness. As I reached the top, I was met with a long hallway lined with closed doors. The eeriness was almost suffocating now, a tangible force pressing against me. I hesitated before opening the first door, half-expecting to find something supernatural waiting for me. To my surprise, the room was empty, save for a single chair in the center. It looked as if it had been left there in a hurry, the way it faced the wall, as if someone had been deep in thought before abruptly leaving. The eeriness of the scene sent chills down my spine, and I quickly shut the door, opting to explore another room. As I continued down the hallway, I realized that the eeriness was not just in the house itself, but in the stories it held—the lives that had once inhabited these walls. Each room felt like a snapshot of a moment frozen in time, filled with echoes of laughter, sorrow, and perhaps even fear. I couldn't help but wonder what had happened here, what had led to this profound sense of abandonment. Eventually, I made my way back downstairs, the eeriness of the house still clinging to me like a shadow. As I stepped outside, the cool night air hit me, washing away some of the tension I had felt inside. I looked back at the house, its dark silhouette looming against the starry sky. The eeriness would stay with me, a haunting reminder of the mysteries that lie hidden in the world, waiting for someone brave enough to uncover them.

夜晚异常安静，这种沉默笼罩着一个地方，营造出一种诡异的氛围。月亮低挂在天空中，投射出长长的阴影，在地上舞动。当我走过空荡荡的街道时，无法摆脱被注视的感觉。夜晚的诡异似乎渗透到我的骨髓里，让每一片树叶的沙沙声都听起来像是久违秘密的低语。 我一直喜欢探索废弃的地方，被它们所承载的故事和空气中弥留的历史所吸引。但今晚却不同。空气中弥漫着期待的厚重感，仿佛现实的织物在边缘处撕裂。每一步的回声都显得格外响亮，放大了周围孤立无援的感觉。 就在这时，我发现了街尽头一栋破旧的房子。窗户破碎，门半开着，轻风中发出不祥的吱吱声。看到这一幕让我脊背发凉，我犹豫了一下，考虑是否要进去。这个地方的诡异感显而易见，像冷冰冰的毯子一样裹住我。然而，好奇心战胜了恐惧，我推开了门。 里面的黑暗几乎令人窒息。我的手机手电筒微弱的光线几乎无法穿透阴霾，只能勉强照亮满是灰尘的家具和粘在角落的蜘蛛网。空气中弥漫着腐朽和被忽视的气味。随着我深入房子，诡异感愈发强烈。我能听到自己的心跳声，急促而狂乱，仿佛与周围不安的气氛同步。 突然，我听到了一声响动——从楼上传来的轻微撞击声。我的心跳加速，身体僵住，竖起耳朵倾听。声音又响了一次，接着似乎传来了一声低语。此刻的诡异感紧紧抓住我，我感到一种强烈的逃跑冲动。但一种奇怪的冲动让我停在原地，催促我进一步调查。 随着我向楼梯走去，空气变得愈加寒冷。木制台阶在我脚下吱吱作响，每一个声音在寂静中显得格外响亮。当我到达楼顶时，眼前是一条长长的走廊，两侧是关着的门。此刻的诡异感几乎令人窒息，像一种可触摸的力量压迫着我。我犹豫着打开第一扇门，半期待着有什么超自然的东西在等着我。 令我惊讶的是，房间里空无一物，只有中央的一把椅子。它看起来像是匆忙留下的，正对着墙壁，仿佛有人在这里深思熟虑，随后匆忙离去。这个场景的诡异感让我脊背发凉，我迅速关上了门，选择去探索另一个房间。 随着我继续沿着走廊前进，我意识到这种诡异不仅存在于房子本身，更在于它所承载的故事——曾经居住在这些墙壁中的生命。每个房间都像是一个定格的瞬间，充满了笑声、悲伤，甚至是恐惧的回声。我不禁想知道这里发生了什么，是什么导致了这种深刻的被遗弃感。 最终，我回到了楼下，房子的诡异感依然如影随形。当我走出门外，凉爽的夜风扑面而来，洗去了一些我在里面感受到的紧张。我回头望着那栋房子，它的黑色轮廓在星空下显得格外高耸。这种诡异感将伴随我，成为一个挥之不去的提醒，提醒着我世界上隐藏的神秘，等待着那些勇敢的人去揭开它们。