Length -- 5 to 5.6 inches. About an inch smaller than the English sparrow. Male -- Gray head and throat; the breast gray; the feathers with black edges that make them look crinkled, like crape. The black markings converge into a spot on upper breast. Upper parts, except head, olive. Underneath rich yellow. Female -- Similar, but duller; throat and breast buff and dusky where the male is black. Back olive-green.英文原著 · 《Bird Neighbors》
"For the present it will suffice," said Dicky, softening as he crinkled the envelope and looked down at the half-inch thickness of smooth, dingy bills.英文原著 · 《Cabbages and Kings》
"Tut, tut, Jeemes Brown. Don't stand there arguing. It's a gude and necessary regulation, but it's no' the law o' the land. I turned the dog in to settle a matter with my ain conscience, and John Knox would have done the same thing in the bonny face o' Queen Mary. What it is, is nae beesiness of yours. The dog was a sma' young terrier of the Highland breed, but with a drop to his ears and a crinkle in his frosty coat--no' just an ordinar' dog. I know him weel. He came to my place to be fed, near dead of hunger, then led me here.英文原著 · 《Greyfriars Bobby》
Night. The Empress sits alone, and the clock ticks, one after one. The clock nicks off the edges of her life. She is chipped like an old bit of china; she is frayed like a garment of last year's wearing. She is soft, crinkled, like a fading rose. And each minute flows by brushing against her, shearing off another and another petal. The Empress crushes her breasts with her hands and weeps. And the tall clouds sail over Malmaison like a procession of stately ships bound for the moon.英文原著 · 《Men, Women and Ghosts》
Dust and ashes, dust and ashes! And Scheherazade was but a strange, sad sound. Beauty increased and waned like the moon. A little shadow around the eyes, a little crinkle in the neck, the backs of the hands stiffening like parchment. Dust and ashes, dust and ashes! But the little blue shadow would glow like an Easter morning. Or it would be a poor, lonely, unlit shadow in the cold gloom of the clanging worlds. Poor Golden Bells!英文原著 · 《Messer Marco Polo》
"Did you ever see that dog before?"
Harley shook his head. "You have seen him before," she insisted. "Look at that crinkled ear. Think! Think back! Remember!"
Still her husband shook his head. "Remember the Solomons," she pressed. "Remember the Ariel.英文原著 · 《Michael, Brother of Jerry》
And you still do that thing where you crinkle your nose and snort.美剧 · 《Shameless》
That her eyes crinkle when she is happy or sad or angry or worried.美剧 · 《The Good Doctor》