这有个小木笛，我拨弄了一会儿然后给了别人。

There was a little wooden flute in there. I tootled on it and passed it around.

莫雅咧嘴向他笑，手指拨弄他的头发。她的脸上汗水淋淋，但是没有丝毫的睡意。

Maura was grinning at him, pulling sections of his hair through her fingers, her face damp with sweat but not at all sleepy.

她极为爱好龟兹乐，不久她就可以在可汗的宫廷中拨弄嵌金的古筝，继续这一乐事了。

And she was especially fond of Kuchean music, a pleasure which she would continue to enjoy in the kaghan's palace where she would play on a gold-inlaid zither.