She looked sadly at her red plaits. 'I hate my hair.'

她伤心地看着她的红发辫。“我恨我的头发。”

Tell us about this delicious-looking plait.

跟我们讲解一下这个美味的辫子蛋糕。

You can braid or plait and it's a noun as well.

编辫子你可以用 braid 或 plait，它也有名词词性。

No party would be the same without a sausage plait. Fantastic.

没有香肠卷就不叫派对了, 太棒了。

It was the white man with the long plaited queue and the gold earrings that spoke to him.

是那个有长辫子，带着金耳环的白人男子冲他说话。

I turned onto my side and ripped the rubber band out, quickly combing through the plaits with my fingers.

我转过头，把橡胶圈扯下来，用手指很快地梳了几下头发。

By keeping the meat juices inside the plait, Yvonne is ensuring that the flavours will seep into the pastry.

把肉汁锁在饼皮里，就可以确保香味渗入饼皮。

What a spread, Dave. That sausage plait is the ultimate sausage roll.It's nectar to the gods, dude.

香肠卷真的是太棒了 简直就是天堂的料理。

Why would you ask that? - The plaits.

为什么要问这个 -辫子。

A one-way ticket to Bangkok, s'il vous plait, oh, I'm sorry.

一张到曼谷的单程机票，谢谢，很抱歉。

A braid. We call that a plait in British English.

辫子。在英英语中我们叫辫子为 plait。

As soon as the man with the plaited queue had driven the second peg into the ground, they began measuring again.

当梳辫子的男子将第二个木钉子插入沙地后，他们开始测量。

If you want a spicy sausage plait, then add some chilli, add some garlic.

如果你喜欢吃辣 可以加点辣椒粉和大蒜。

A little later, he wrote a poem praising—he claimed—a girl with a dark-blond plait whom he had met at the House of Writers.

其后不久，他写了一首诗赞美他在作者之家遇到的一名梳着暗金色发辫的女孩――反正他是这样声称的。

A girl of fifteen, perhaps, was plaiting pandanus-leaf to make a hat, and an old woman was sitting on her haunches smoking a pipe.

“一个女孩子，大概有十五六岁吧，正在用凤梨树叶编草帽，一个太婆蹲在地上抽烟袋。

Into this twilight apartment sundry nimble hands keep coiling away the long blanket-piece as if it were a great live mass of plaited serpents.

在这间昏蒙的屋子里，许多敏捷的手不停地把那些长长的绒毡卷起来，仿佛它是一团大蟒蛇。

He made the women blush by praising their muscles and their fat yellow plaits.

他称赞妇女们的肌肉和肥大的黄色辫子，让她们脸红。

There we have it, ladies and gentlemen, Yvonne's sausage celebration plait.

香肠卷做好了，女士们先生们，这就是伊凡的香肠卷。

'Diana! What a beautiful name! 'said Anne excitedly. 'Her hair isn't red, is it? I hope it isn't. 'She looked sadly at her red plaits. 'I hate my hair. '

“戴安娜！多好听的名字！”安妮兴奋地说。“她的头发不是红色的吧？我希望不是。”她伤心地看着她的红发辫。“我恨我的头发。”

She often changed her coiffure; she did her hair a la Chinoise, in flowing curls, in plaited coils; she parted in on one side and rolled it under like a man's.

她梳中国的头发，有时云鬓蓬松，有时编成发辫；她把头发中间的分缝留在一边，像男人的头发一样在下边卷起。