In the springtime of the world, the veil that separated the worlds of flesh and spirit was gossamer-thin. 在世界刚刚萌芽的时候,分隔血肉和灵魂的纱布就像蜘蛛网一样轻薄。
Neither could Voyager make sense of a faint outer extension— a gossamer ring that accompanied the main one. 还是行星环物质的来源(些物质一旦在轨道上就会向内飘移)航行者号也看不清行星环外缘模糊的那一片——陪伴著主环,薄轻纱似的行星环。
The delicate warmth of mohair will take the chill off any night- or day. Silky soft and gossamer light, you'll enjoy the perfect luxury of our pure mohair pile. 无论是晚上还是白天,有了精致暖和的马海毛,寒意荡然无存。如丝般柔软和轻盈,我们豪华型马海毛毛毯是您最渴求的享受。
gossamer
[ noun ]
a gauze fabric with an extremely fine texture
<noun.artifact>
filaments from a web that was spun by a spider
<noun.artifact> [ adj ]
characterized by unusual lightness and delicacy
<adj.all> this smallest and most ethereal of birds gossamer shading through his playing
so thin as to transmit light
<adj.all> a hat with a diaphanous veil filmy wings of a moth gauzy clouds of dandelion down gossamer cobwebs sheer silk stockings transparent chiffon vaporous silks
Gossamer \Gos"sa*mer\, n. [OE. gossomer, gossummer, gosesomer, perh. for goose summer, from its downy appearance, or perh. for God's summer, cf. G. mariengarr gossamer, properly Mary's yarn, in allusion to the Virgin Mary. Perhaps the E. word alluded to a legend that the gossamer was the remnant of the Virgin Mary's winding sheet, which dropped from her when she was taken up to heaven. For the use of summer in the sense of film or threads, cf. G. M["a]dchensommer, Altweibersommer, fliegender Sommer, all meaning, gossamer.] 1. A fine, filmy substance, like cobwebs, floating in the air, in calm, clear weather, especially in autumn. It is seen in stubble fields and on furze or low bushes, and is formed by small spiders.
2. Any very thin gauzelike fabric; also, a thin waterproof stuff.
3. An outer garment, made of waterproof gossamer.
{Gossamer spider} (Zo["o]l.), any small or young spider which spins webs by which to sail in the air. See {Ballooning spider}.
She wafts and struts around the stage, sweeping her arms in arcs with gossamer sleeves floating along behind, her strong and well-trained voice singing - gibberish.
Mr. Terrile and his colleagues haven't yet conceded, and busily plot the arc, showing it inexplicably clumpy in one part, gossamer thin in another.