TeacherGwen 我们一起神翻译|4.11

She was standing behind us, a slim-hipped beauty with velvety coal black hair, an open thermos and Styrofoam cup in her hand. I blinked, my heart quickening. She had thick black eyebrows that touched in the middle like the arched wings of a flying bird, and the gracefully hooked nose of a princess from old Persia--maybe that of Tahmineh, Rostam’s wife and Sohrab’s mother from the Shahnamah. Her eyes, walnut brown and shaded by fanned lashes, met mine. Held for a moment. Flew away.  

一个苗条的美人站在我们身后，她柔顺的头发跟炭一般黑，手持着一个打开了的保温瓶，是泡沫聚苯乙烯材质的。我眨了眨眼，心跳加速。她的黑眉毛很浓密，如果手点在她的眉心的话，那对眉毛就像一对飞翔的鸟儿的翅膀。她优雅的高鼻子像是来自古代波斯的一位公主——可能是来自出身于Shahnamah的 Tahmineh,即Rostam的妻子和Sohrab的母亲。她核桃般棕色的眼眸被成扇形的睫毛遮掩。那双眼眸看向了我，维持了一瞬间，然后看向别处。