Me, whom the city holds, whose feet have worn its stony highways, Familiar with its loneliest street, Its ways were never my ways.

城市呵，羁绊我的双脚，奔波跋涉，砾石将心磨破，空荡无人的街道，熟悉，有尽，孤独中云山雾罩。

" I'm very well indeed, thank you! " said Lockhart exuberantly, palling a rather battered peacock-feather quill from his pocket.

“我很好，谢谢！”洛哈特热情洋溢地说，从兜里掏出一磨破的孔雀羽毛笔。

He coughed again and rolled his buttocks on the bed and yawned bitterly and reached sideways for a frayed pack of cigarettes on the night table.

他又咳了一声， 在上打了个滚， 狠狠地打了个哈欠， 伸手去拿上一包磨破了的香烟。

Her knees are abraded, rug burns on her back.

她的膝盖磨破了 背上有毯状烧伤。

The elders winced as they padded across on paws raw from the damp tunnel.

当长老们用从潮湿的隧道中磨破的爪子走过来时，他们皱起了眉。

In a small budget film, he played a badly-off and homeless person wearing worn-out shoes and messy clothes.

在一部小预算的电影里，他穿着磨破的鞋子和脏兮兮的衣服，扮演了一名贫穷又无家可归的人。