我一直在努力创建这个3x3的翻转卡网格(这是基本的Web设计课程的一项工作),而且花了几个小时,但无济于事。我正在使用一个复选框,以便在“选中”时翻转,而在“未选中”时翻转。现在,当我单击卡片时,它只是沿其轴翻转,但是内容仍然是“正面”。我的代码如下。对不起,如果有点混乱;我是编码的新手,几个月前刚刚开始通过在线课程学习。请帮助!
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font-family: Helvetica, sans-serif;
text-align: center;
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filter: none;
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border: solid 5px RGB(255, 255, 255, 0.3);
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perspective: 1000px;
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transform-style: preserve-3d;
display: block;
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display: none;
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width: 100%;
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transform-style: preserve-3d;
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position: absolute;
height: auto;
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background: none;
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backface-visibility: hidden;
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-webkit-transform: rotateX(180deg);
transform: rotateX(180deg);
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transform: rotateX(180deg);
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height:30px;
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<h1>Hamlet Review</h1>
<div class="body">
<table>
<tr>
<td>
<label>
<input type="checkbox"/>
<div class="thecard">
<div class="thefront">
<p style="font-size:13px; padding-left:5px">
“To be, or not to be, that is the question:<br>
Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer<br>
The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,<br>
Or to take arms against a sea of troubles<br>
And by opposing end them. To die—to sleep,<br>
No more; and by a sleep to say we end<br>
The heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks<br>
That flesh is heir to: 'tis a consummation<br>
Devoutly to be wish'd. To die, to sleep;<br>
To sleep, perchance to dream—ay, there's the rub:<br>
For in that sleep of death what dreams may come,<br>
When we have shuffled off this mortal coil,<br>
Must give us pause—there's the respect<br>
That makes calamity of so long life.<br>
For who would bear the whips and scorns of time,<br>
Th'oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely,<br>
The pangs of dispriz'd love, the law's delay,<br>
The insolence of office, and the spurns<br>
That patient merit of th'unworthy takes,<br>
When he himself might his quietus make<br>
With a bare bodkin? Who would fardels bear,<br>
To grunt and sweat under a weary life,<br>
But that the dread of something after death,<br>
The undiscovere'd country, from whose bourn<br>
No traveller returns, puzzles the will,<br>
And makes us rather bear those ills we have<br>
Than fly to others that we know not of?<br>
Thus conscience does make cowards of us all,<br>
And thus the native hue of resolution<br>
Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought,<br>
And enterprises of great pitch and moment<br>
With this regard their currents turn awry<br>
And lose the name of action” (III.1.57-89).
</p>
</div>
<div class="theback">Hamlet</div>
</div>
</label>
</td>
<td>
<label>
<input type="checkbox"/>
<div class="thecard">
<div class="thefront">
“Get thee to a nunnery, go. Farewell” (III.1.138-139).
</div>
<div class="theback">Hamlet</div>
</div>
</label>
</td>
<td>
<label>
<input type="checkbox"/>
<div class="thecard">
<div class="thefront">
“O, what a noble mind is here o'erthrown! The courtier's, scholar's, eye, tongue, sword, the expectancy and rose of the fair state, the glass of fashion and the mould of form” (III.1.150-154).
</div>
<div class="theback">Ophelia</div>
</div>
</label>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td>
<label>
<input type="checkbox"/>
<div class="thecard">
<div class="thefront">
“It shall do well. But yet do I believe the origin and commencement of his grief sprung from neglected love” (III.1.176-178).
</div>
<div class="theback">Polonius</div>
</div>
</label>
</td>
<td>
<label>
<input type="checkbox"/>
<div class="thecard">
<div class="thefront">
“To England send him; or confine him where your wisdom best shall think” (III.1.197-198).
</div>
<div class="theback">Polonius</div>
</div>
</label>
</td>
<td>
<label>
<input type="checkbox"/>
<div class="thecard">
<div class="thefront">
“Madness in great ones must not go unwatch'd go” (III.1.189).
</div>
<div class="theback">Claudius</div>
</div>
</label>
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td>
<label>
<input type="checkbox"/>
<div class="thecard">
<div class="thefront">
“Speak the speech, I pray you, as I pronounced it to you, trippingly on the tongue. But if you mouth it, as many of our players do, I had as lief the town-crier spoke my lines” (III.2.1-4).
</div>
<div class="theback">Hamlet</div>
</div>
</label>
</td>
<td>
<label>
<input type="checkbox"/>
<div class="thecard">
<div class="thefront">
“The lady doth protest too much, methinks” (III.2.218).
</div>
<div class="theback">Gertrude</div>
</div>
</label>
</td>
<td>
<label style="overflow:hidden">
<input type="checkbox"/>
<div class="thecard" style="height:180px">
<div class="thefront">
<p>“The Mousetrap. Marry, how? Tropically. This play is the image of a murder done in Vienna. Gonzago is the Duke's name; his wife, Baptista. You shall see anon. 'Tis a knavish piece of work; but what o' that? Your majesty, and we that have free souls, it touches us not" (III.2.222-227).</p>
</div>
<div class="theback">Hamlet</div>
</div>
</label>
</td>
</tr>
</table>
</div>
<div class="menubar">Designed by Michael Chen.</div>
您不翻转容纳两张卡片的容器,先从一张已经翻转的卡片开始,然后当复选框被翻转时,将先前翻转的卡片翻转,再翻转另一张卡片。
我最小化了您的代码以进行说明。
label {
height: 300px;
width: 20em;
padding: 15px;
margin: 3px;
position: relative;
-webkit-perspective: 1000px;
perspective: 1000px;
-webkit-transform-style: preserve-3d;
transform-style: preserve-3d;
display: block;
}
input {
display: none;
}
div.thecard {
position: relative;
width: 100%;
height: 100%;
-webkit-transform-style: preserve-3d;
transform-style: preserve-3d;
background: none;
z-index: 20;
}
div.thecard div {
position: absolute;
-webkit-transition: all 600ms;
transition: all 600ms;
height: 100%;
overflow-y: auto;
background: none;
backface-visibility: hidden;
}
div.thecard div.theback {
transform: rotateX(180deg);
}
:checked+.thecard>.theback {
transform: rotateX(360deg);
}
:checked+.thecard>.thefront {
transform: rotateX(180deg);
}
<label>
<input type="checkbox">
<div class="thecard">
<div class="thefront">
<p style="font-size:13px; padding-left:5px">
“To be, or not to be, that is the question:<br>
Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer<br>
The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,<br>
Or to take arms against a sea of troubles<br>
And by opposing end them. To die—to sleep,<br>
No more; and by a sleep to say we end<br>
The heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks<br>
That flesh is heir to: 'tis a consummation<br>
Devoutly to be wish'd. To die, to sleep;<br>
To sleep, perchance to dream—ay, there's the rub:<br>
For in that sleep of death what dreams may come,<br>
When we have shuffled off this mortal coil,<br>
Must give us pause—there's the respect<br>
That makes calamity of so long life.<br>
For who would bear the whips and scorns of time,<br>
Th'oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely,<br>
The pangs of dispriz'd love, the law's delay,<br>
The insolence of office, and the spurns<br>
That patient merit of th'unworthy takes,<br>
When he himself might his quietus make<br>
With a bare bodkin? Who would fardels bear,<br>
To grunt and sweat under a weary life,<br>
But that the dread of something after death,<br>
The undiscovere'd country, from whose bourn<br>
No traveller returns, puzzles the will,<br>
And makes us rather bear those ills we have<br>
Than fly to others that we know not of?<br>
Thus conscience does make cowards of us all,<br>
And thus the native hue of resolution<br>
Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought,<br>
And enterprises of great pitch and moment<br>
With this regard their currents turn awry<br>
And lose the name of action” (III.1.57-89).
</p>
</div>
<div class="theback">Hamlet</div>
</div>
</label>