hair-shirt

汗衫,恤衫,汗巾,衬衫

Definitions

n.名词 noun

1
- : a garment of coarse haircloth, worn next to the skin as a penance by ascetics and penitents.
- : self-imposed punishment, suffering, sacrifice, or penance.

nounpersonal punishment

Synonyms

Cassandra, whose hair has already begun to fall out from her court-mandated chemotherapy, could face a similar outcome.
But his fingers moved through her silky strands of hair, and then down her neck.
Prices are relatively inexpensive and come in at around 135 euros for a shirt or 35 euros for hand woven boxers.
The kids had a gift for him too, a tee shirt with ‘Baseball Spoken Here’ stenciled across the front.
Marvin takes off his T-shirt and dives into his swimming pool.
If you use it wisely, it may be Ulysses' hauberk; if you reject it, the shirt of Nessus were a cooler winding-sheet!
I pictured him as slim and young looking, smooth-faced, with golden curly hair, and big brown eyes.
He was tall and of familiar figure, and the firelight was playing in the tossed curls of his short, fair hair.
His hair was darker—almost brown save at the temples, where age had faded it to an ashen colour.
He frowned, and bent his head, and his long hair fell over his face, while the poor Stuttgardter sat there like a beaten hound.

汗衫,恤衫,汗巾,衬衫

n.名词 noun

1
- : a garment of coarse haircloth, worn next to the skin as a penance by ascetics and penitents.
- : self-imposed punishment, suffering, sacrifice, or penance.

nounpersonal punishment

Synonyms

Cassandra, whose hair has already begun to fall out from her court-mandated chemotherapy, could face a similar outcome.
But his fingers moved through her silky strands of hair, and then down her neck.
Prices are relatively inexpensive and come in at around 135 euros for a shirt or 35 euros for hand woven boxers.
The kids had a gift for him too, a tee shirt with ‘Baseball Spoken Here’ stenciled across the front.
Marvin takes off his T-shirt and dives into his swimming pool.
If you use it wisely, it may be Ulysses' hauberk; if you reject it, the shirt of Nessus were a cooler winding-sheet!
I pictured him as slim and young looking, smooth-faced, with golden curly hair, and big brown eyes.
He was tall and of familiar figure, and the firelight was playing in the tossed curls of his short, fair hair.
His hair was darker—almost brown save at the temples, where age had faded it to an ashen colour.
He frowned, and bent his head, and his long hair fell over his face, while the poor Stuttgardter sat there like a beaten hound.