[American Story] 【整理】2008-03-15 The Killers (3)

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American Story : The Killers [3]

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【整理】－－依yiyi

 

Nick and Sam, the cook, were sitting on the floor. Al had tied them up and had staffed a towel in their mouths.

 

George cooked the ham and eggs, put them on a roll of bread and put the sandwich in a brown paper bag. The man paid for his food and left.

 

"This smart boy can do everything." Max said, "He can even cook. You would make a girl a nice wife, smart boy."

 

"Your friend Ole Anderson isn't going to come tonight." George said, "It's already a quarter to seven."

 

"We'll give in ten minutes." Max said.

 

Max watched the mirror and the clock. The hands of the clock marked seven o'clock and then five minutes past seven.

 

"Come on, Al." said Max, "We'd better go. He's not coming tonight."

 

Al came out of the kitchen. The small shotgun made a little bump on the inside of his tight winter coat.

 

"What about the three smart boys?" Al asked.

 

"They're all right." Max said, "Goodbye, smart boy." he said to George, "You were all lucky tonight."

 

The two of them went out of the door. George watched them through the window. They passed under the streetlight, across the street. George went back through the kitchen door and untied Nick and Sam.

 

"They were going to shoot Ole Anderson." George said.

 

"They were going to shoot him when he came in here to eat? Ole Anderson?" Nick asked.

 

George nodded. "Listen!" George said to Nick, "You had better go see Ole Anderson."

 

"I'll go see him." Nick said, "Where did he live?"

 

"He lives up at Hirsch’s hotel." George said.

 

Outside the streetlights were shining through the branches of a tree. Nick walked up the street to Hirsch’s hotel. He walked in and saw a woman near the main desk.

 

"Is Ole Anderson here?" He asked.

 

"Yes, he is in." she said.

 

Nick followed the woman up a flight of stairs and back to the end of a dark hallway. She knocked on one of the doors.

 

"Who is it?" A voice asked.

 

"It's someone to see you. Mr. Anderson."

 

[ 本帖最后由 依yiyi 于 2008-3-20 11:41 编辑 ]

omkys

Nick and sam,the cook,were sitting on the floor.Alle had tied them up and had staffed a towel in their mouths.
George cooked the ham and eggs.Put them on a roll of bread and put the sandwich in a broad paper bag.
The man paid for his food and left.
"This smart boy can do everything."Max said,"He can even cook.You would make a girl a nice wife.Smart boy."
"Your friend Ole Anderson isn't going to come tonight."George said," It's already a quarter to 7."
"We'll give him 10 minutes."Max said.
Max watched  the mirror and the clock.The heads of the clock marked 7 o'clock.And then 5 minutes past 7.
"Come on,Alle."Said Max,"we better go.He's not coming tonight."
Allen came out of the kitchen.A small shotgun made a little bop on the inside of his tight winter coat.
"What about the three smart boys?"Allen asked.
"They are alright."Max said,"Goodby smart boy."He said to George.
"You were all lucy tonight."The two of them went out of the door.George watched them through the window.They past under the street light.Crossed the street.George went back through the kitchen door and untied Nick and Sam.
"They were going to shoot Ole Anderson."George said.
"They were going to shoot him when he came in here to eat."
"Ole Anderson ?"Nick asked.
George nodded.
"Listen,"George said to Nick,"You had better go see Ole Anderson."
"I'll go see him,"Nick said,"Where did he live?"
"He lives on * hotel."George said.
Outside the sreet lights were shining through the branches of  a tree.Nick walked up  the sreet to * hotel.He walked in and saw a woman near the main desk.
"Is Ole Anderson here?"He asked.
"Yes,he is in."she said.
Nick followed the woman up a flight of stairs and back to the end of a dark hallway.
she knocked on one of the doors.
"Who is it?"A voice asked.
"It's someone to see you.Mr.Anderson."

jessiyear

Homework

 

Nick and Sam, the cook, were sitting on the floor. Al had tied them up and stuck a towel on their mouths. George cooked the ham-and-eggs and put the sandwich on a blond paper bank. The man paid for the food and left.

“This smart boy can do anything.” Max said, “He can even cook. You’ll make a girl nice wife, smart boy.”

“Your friend Ollie Anderson isn’t going to com tonight.” George said, “It’s already a quarter to seven.”

“We will give him ten minutes.” Max said.

Max watched the mirror and the clock. The hands of the clock marked seven o’clock. And then five minutes past seven.

“Come on, now.“ said Max, “We’d better go. He’s not coming tonight.”

Al came out of the kitchen. A small shotgun made a little bump and inside it was a tight water coat.

“What about the three smart boys?” Al asked.

“They’re all right.” Max said, “Good bye, smart boy.” He said to George, “You’ll lucky tonight.”

The two of them went out the door. George watched them through the window. They passed under the street light and crossed the street. George went back through the kitchen door and untied Nick and Sam.

“They were going to shoot Ollie Anderson.” George said, “They were going to shoot him when he came here to eat.”

“Ollie Anderson?” Nick asked.

George nodded.

“Listen,” George said to Nick, “You had better go to see Ollie Anderson.”

“I’ll go to see him.“Nick said, “Where does he live?”

“He lives at Hershere’s Hotel.” George said.

Outside the street lights were shining through the branches of trees. Nick walked up the street to Hershere’s Hotle. He walked in and saw a woman near the main desk.

“Is Ollie Anderson here?” he asked.

“Yes, he’s in.” she said.

Nick followed the women up the five-floor stairs and back to the end of the black hall way.

She knocked on one of the doors.

“Who is it?” a voice asked.

“It’s someone to see you, Mr. Anderson.”

yingjielee0619

Nick and Sam, the cook were sitting on the floor. * the time's up,and they stuffed a tower in their mouth. George cooked the ham and eggs. Put a * roller of bread and put the sandwish in a brown paper bag. The man paid for this food and left.

 

"This smart boy can do everything", Mac said, "he can even cook, you would make a girl a nice wife, smart boy. "

 

"Your friend O*E* isn't going to come tonight" George said, "It is already a quarter to seven."

 

"We'll give him ten minutes " Mac said. Max watched the mirror and the clock. The hands of the clock marked seven o'clock. And then five minutes passed seven.

 

"Come on now" said Max,"we're about to go,he is not coming tonight"

 

* came out of the kitchen. The small short gun made a little bump on the inside of its tied watercold.

 

"What about the three smart boys" * asked.

 

"They're all right" Mac said.

 

"Goodbye, smart boy," he said to George, "You will lucky tonight."

 

The two of them walked out of the door. George watched them through the window. They passed under the street lights and crossed the street.

 

George went back trough the kitchen's door and untied Nick and Sam.

 

"They were going to shot O E, " George said,"They were going and shot him when he came in here to eat."

 

"O E?"Nick asked. Georege nodded.

 

"Listen" George said to Nick "You had better go see O E."

 

"I'll go see him," Nick said, "Where did he live?"

 

"He lives at * Hotel" George said.

 

Outside the street lights were shining through the branches of the tree.

 

Nick walked up the street to * hotel. He walked in and saw a woman near the main desk.

 

"Is O*E* here?" he asked.

 

"Yes, he is in." she said.

 

Nick followed the woman up a flight stairs and back to the end of a dark hall way. She knocked on one of the doors.

 

"Who is it?" a voice asked.

 

"It is someone to see you, Mr E."

向日葵的理想

Nick and sam,the cook,were sitting on the floor.Alle had tied them up and had staffed a towel in their mouths. George cooked the ham and eggs.Put them on a roll of bread and put the sandwich in a brown paper bag. The man paid for his food and left. "This smart boy can do everything."Max said,"He can even cook.You would make a girl a nice wife.Smart boy." "Your friend Ole Anderson isn't going to come tonight."George said," It's already a quarter to 7." "We'll give him 10 minutes."Max said. Max watched the mirror and the clock.The hands of the clock marked 7 o'clock.And then 5 minutes past 7. "Come on,Alle."Said Max,"we better go.He's not coming tonight." Allen came out of the kitchen.A small shotgun made a little bop on the inside of his tight winter coat. "What about the three smart boys?"Allen asked. "They are alright."Max said,"Goodby smart boy."He said to George. "You were all lucy tonight."The two of them went out of the door.George watched them through the window.They past under the street light.Crossed the street.George went back through the kitchen door and untied Nick and Sam. "They were going to shoot Ole Anderson."George said. "They were going to shoot him when he came in here to eat." "Ole Anderson ?"Nick asked. George nodded. "Listen,"George said to Nick,"You had better go see Ole Anderson." "I'll go see him,"Nick said,"Where did he live?" "He lives on **'hotel."George said. Outside the sreet lights were shining through the branches of a tree.Nick walked up the sreet to **'s hotel.He walked in and saw a woman near the main desk. "Is Ole Anderson here?"He asked. "Yes,he is in."she said. Nick followed the woman up a flight of stairs and back to the end of a dark hallway. she knocked on one of the doors. "Who is it?"A voice asked. "It's someone to see you.Mr.Anderson."

qise

Nick and Sam ,the cook were sitting on the floor.Alle had tied them up and had staffed a towel in their mouths.George cooked sam and eggs.Put them on a roll of bread and put the sandwish in the brown paper bag.The man paid this food and left.

"The smart boy can do every thing."Mac said."He can even cook,you would make a girl nice wife.smart boy."

"Your friend Ole Anderson isn't going to come tonight."George said,"It's already a quarter to 7."

"We'll give you ten minutes."Mac said.Mac watch the mirror and the clock.The hand of the clock marked 7 o'clock.And then,5 minutes past 7.

"Come on, Alle."said Mac."We are about to go,he's not coming tonight.I'll come out the kitchen."The small short gun made a little bump on the inside of his tight wet coat.

"What about the three smart boys?"Alle asked.

"That's all right."Mac said.

"Good bye,smart boy."He said to George."You were lucky tonight."The two of them walked out the door.George watched them through the window.They passed on the street light,crossed the street.George went back to the kitchen door and untied Nick and Sam."They are going to shot Ole Anderson."George said. When he came in here to eat."

"Ole Anderson ?"Nick asked.George noded."Listen,"George said to Nick."You had better go see Ole Anderson."

"I'll do see him."Nick said."What did he live?"

“He lives at Hershere’s Hotel.” George said.

"Outside the street lights shinning through the branches of the trees.

Nick walked out the street at Hershere's Hotel."He walked in and saw a woman near the main desk.

"Is Ole Anderson here?"He asked."Yes,he is in."She said.

Nick followed the woman up a flight stairs and back to the end of a dark hallway.

She knocked one of the doors.

"Who is it?"A voice asked.

"It's someone to see you, Mr.Anderson."

cancerruby

Nick and Sam, the cook, were sitting on the floor. Al had tied them up and stuck a towel on their mouths. George cooked the ham-and-eggs and ( rolled bread)put the sandwichon a blond paper bank. The man paid for the food and left. “This smart boy can do anything.” Max said, “He can even cook. You’ll make a girl (as a) nice wife, smart boy.” “Your friend Ollie Anderson isn’t going to com tonight.” George said, “It’s already a quarter to seven.” “We will give him ten minutes.” Max said. Max watched the mirror and the clock. The hands of the clock marked seven o’clock. And then five minutes past seven. “Come on, now.“ said Max, “We’d better go. He’s not coming tonight.” Al came out of the kitchen. A small shotgun made a little bump and inside it was a tight water coat. “What about the three smart boys?” Al asked. “They’re all right.” Max said, “Good bye, smart boy.” He said to George, “You’ll lucky tonight.” The two of them went out the door. George watched them through the window. They passed under the street light and crossed the street. George went back through the kitchen door and untied Nick and Sam. “They were going to shoot Ollie Anderson.” George said, “They were going to shoot him when he came here to eat.” “Ollie Anderson?” Nick asked. George nodded. “Listen,” George said to Nick, “You had better go to see Ollie Anderson.” “I’ll go to see him.“Nick said, “Where does he live?” “He lives at Hershere’s Hotel.” George said. Outside the street lights were shining through the branches of trees. Nick walked up the street to Hershere’s Hotle. He walked in and saw a woman near the main desk. “Is Ollie Anderson here?” he asked. “Yes, he’s in.” she said. Nick followed the women up the five-floor stairs and back to the end of the (dark) hall way. She knocked on one of the doors. “Who is it?” a voice asked. “It’s someone to see you, Mr. Anderson.”

wo_xihuan

 

请按阶梯改,应该是on omkys,把你的改为homework了~~yiyi

 

Nick and Sam, the cook, were sitting on the floor. Al had tied them up and stuck a towel on their mouths. George cooked the ham-and-eggs ，put them on a roll of breakand ( rolled bread) and put the sandwich in a blond paper bag. The man paid for histhe food and left. “This smart boy can do everythinganything.” Max said, “He can even cook. You’ll make a girl a(as a) nice wife, smart boy.” “Your friend Ollie Anderson isn’t going to come tonight.” George said, “It’s already a quarter to seven.” “We will give him ten minutes.” Max said. Max watched the mirror and the clock. The hands of the clock marked seven o’clock. And then five minutes passedpast seven. “Come on, now.“ said Max, “We’d better go. He’s not coming tonight.” Al came out of the kitchen. The A small shotgun made a little bump and inside of hisit was a tight water coat. “What about the three smart boys?” Al asked. “They’re all right.” Max said, “Good bye, smart boy.” He said to George, “You’ll lucky tonight.” The two of them went out the door. George watched them through the window. They passed under the street light and crossed the street. George went back through the kitchen door and untied Nick and Sam. “They were going to shoot Ollie Anderson.” George said, “They were going to shoot him when he came in here to eat.” “Ollie Anderson?” Nick asked. George nodded. “Listen,” George said to Nick, “You had better go to see Ollie Anderson.” “I’ll go to see him.“Nick said, “Where does he live?” “He lives up at Hershere’s Hotel.” George said. Outside the street lights were shining through the branches of trees. Nick walked up the street to Hershere’s Hotle. He walked in and saw a woman near the main desk. “Is Ollie Anderson here?” he asked. “Yes, he’s in.” she said. Nick followed the women up the five-floor stairs and back to the end of the (dark) hall way. She knocked on one of the doors. “Who is it?” a voice asked. “It’s someone to see you, Mr. Anderson.”

 

 

[ 本帖最后由 依yiyi 于 2008-3-20 08:31 编辑 ]

scorpiocc

HOMEWORK

 

Nick and Sam, the cook, were sitting on the floor. Al had tied them up and staffed a towel on their mouse. George cooked the ham and eggs, put all of them on the bread and put the sandwich in the brown paper bag. The man paid for his food and left.

"This smart boy can do everything" Max said, "He can even cook. You would make a girl a nice wife, Smart boy."
"Your friend Ole Anderson isn't going to come tonight." George said, "It's already a quarter to 7."
"We will give him ten minutes." Max said.

Max watched the mirror and the clock. The hands of the clock marked 7 o'clock, and then five minutes past 7.

"Come on Ale," said Max, "we'd better go. He is not coming tonight."

Ale came out of the kitchen. A small shotgun made a little bump on the inside of his tight winter coat.

"What about these three smart boys?" Ale asked.
"They are all right." Max said, "Goodbye smart boys." he said to George, "You are very lucky tonight."

Two of them went out of the door. George watched them though the window. They pass under the streetlight, cross the street. George went back though the kitchen door and untied Sam and Nick.

"They were going to shoot Ole Anderson." George said, "They were going to shoot him when he came in here to eat."
"Ole Anderson?" nick asked. George nodded.
"Listen," George said to Nick, "you had better go see Ole Anderson."
"I'll go see him." Nick said, "Where did he live?"
"He live in the Hershere's Hotel" George said.

Outside the streetlight was shining though the breach of the tree. Nick walk up the street to Hershere's Hotel. He walked in and saw a woman near the main desk.

"Is Ole Anderson here?" he asked.
"Yes, he is in." she said.

Nick followed the woman up the flat stairs back to the end of the dark hall way. She knocked on one of the doors.

"Who is it?" a voice asked.
"It's someone to see you, Mr. Anderson."

依yiyi

Nick and Sam, the cook, were sitting on the floor. Al had tied them up and had staffed a towel in their mouths.

 

George cooked the ham and eggs, put them on a roll of bread and put the sandwich in a brown paper bag. The man paid for his food and left.

 

"This smart boy can do everything." Max said, "He can even cook. You would make a girl a nice wife, smart boy."

 

"Your friend Ole Anderson isn't going to come tonight." George said, "It's already a quarter to seven."

 

"We'll give in ten minutes." Max said.

 

Max watched the mirror and the clock. The hands of the clock marked seven o'clock and then five minutes past seven.

 

"Come on, Al." said Max, "We'd better go. He's not coming tonight."

 

Al came out of the kitchen. The small shotgun made a little bump on the inside of his tight winter coat.

 

"What about the three smart boys?" Al asked.

 

"They're all right." Max said, "Goodbye, smart boy." he said to George, "You were all lucky tonight."

 

The two of them went out of the door. George watched them through the window. They passed under the streetlight, across the street. George went back through the kitchen door and untied Nick and Sam.

 

"They were going to shoot Ole Anderson." George said.

 

"They were going to shoot him when he came in here to eat? Ole Anderson?" Nick asked.

George nodded. "Listen!" George said to Nick, "You had better go see Ole Anderson."

 

"I'll go see him." Nick said, "Where did he live?"

 

"He lives up at Hirsch’s hotel." George said.

 

Outside the streetlights were shining through the branches of a tree. Nick walked up the street to Hirsch’s hotel. He walked in and saw a woman near the main desk.

 

"Is Ole Anderson here?" He asked.

 

"Yes, he is in." she said.

 

Nick followed the woman up a flight of stairs and back to the end of a dark hallway. She knocked on one of the doors.

 

"Who is it?" A voice asked.

 

"It's someone to see you. Mr. Anderson."

ky46

   Nike and Sam, the cook, were sitting on the floor, Al had tied them up and had staffed a towel in their mouths.

   George cooked the ham and eggs, put them on a roll of bread and put the sandwich in a brown paper bag. The man paid for his food and left.

   "The smart boy can do everything." Max said ,"He can even cook, you would make a girl a nice wife smart boy."

   "You friend Ole Anderson isn't going to come tonight." George said " It's already a quarter to seven."

   "We'll give in ten minutes."Max said. Max watched the mirror and the clock. The hands of the clock marked seven o'clock and then five minutes past seven.

   "Come on, Al." said Max, "We'd better to go. He's not coming tonight."

   Al came out of the kitchen. The small shotgun made a little bump on the inside of his tight winter coat.

   "What about the three smart boys?" Al asked.

   "They're all right." Max said, "Goodbye, smart boy." he said to George, "You were all lucky tonight."

   The two of them went out of the door. George watched them through the window. They passed under the streetlight, across the street.

   George went back through the kitchen door and untied Nick and Sam. "They were going to shoot Ole Anderson." George said,"They were going to shoot him when he came in here to eat."

   "Ole Anderson?" Nick asked.

   George nodded. "Listen!" George said to Nick, "You had better go see Ole Anderson." "I'll go see him."

   Nick said, "Where did he live?" "He lives up at Hirsch’s hotel." George said.

   Outside the streetlights were shining through the branches of a tree. Nick walked up the street to Hirsch’s hotel. He walked in and saw a woman near the main desk.

   "Is Ole Anderson here?" He asked. "Yes, he is in." she said. Nick followed the woman up a flight of stairs and back to the end of a dark hallway. She knocked on one of the doors. "Who is it?" A voice asked. "It's someone to see you. Mr. Anderson."

[ 本帖最后由 ky46 于 2008-3-20 17:29 编辑 ]

lily tiger

homework

Nick and Sam,the cook,were sitting on the floor. Ale had tied them up and had stuffed athe towel on their mouths.
George cooked the ham and eggs. Put them on a roll of bread and put the sandwich in a brown paper bag.
The man paid for his food and left.
"This smart boy can do everything." Max said, "He can even cook. You would make a girl a nice wife. Smart boy."
"Your friend Ole Anderson isn't going to come tonight." George said, "It's already a quarter to seven."
"We'll give him ten minutes." Max said.
Max watched the mirror and the clock. The hands of the clock marked seven o'clock. And then five minutes past seven.
"Come on,Ale."Said Max, "We'd better go.He's not coming tonight."
Ale came out of the kitchen. A small shotgun made a little bump on the inside of his tight winter coat.
"What about the three smart boys?" Ale asked.
"They're alright." Max said,"Goodby smart boy." He said to George.
"You were all lucy tonight." The two of them went out of the door. George watched them through the window. They passed under the street light, crossed the street. George went back through the kitchen door and untied Nick and Sam.
"They were going to shoot Ole Anderson." George said.
"They were going to shoot him when he came in here to eat."
"Ole Anderson ?" Nick asked.
George nodded.
"Listen," George said to Nick, "You had better go see Ole Anderson."
"I'll go see him," Nick said, "Where does he live?"
"He lives up AT Hersis Hotel." George said.
Outside, the sreet lights were shining through the branches of a tree. Nick walked up the sreet to Hersis hotel. He walked in and saw a woman near the main desk.
"Is Ole Anderson here?" He asked.
"Yes,he is in."she said.
Nick followed the woman up a flight of stairs and back to the end of a dark hallway.
she knocked on one of the doors.
"Who is it?" A voice asked.
"It's someone to see you. Mr.Anderson."

yz343489954

HW
Nike and Sam, the cook, were sitting on the floor. Al had tied them up and * a towel in their mouth. George cooked the ham and eggs, put them on a row of bread and put the sandwich in a brown paper bag. The man paid for his food and left. “This smart boy can do everything.” Max said, “He can even cook. You would make a girl a nice *, smart boy.” “Your friend Ole Anderson isn’t going to come tonight.” George said, “It’s already a quarter to seven.” “We’ll give him ten minutes.” Max said. Max watched the mirror and the clock. The hands of the clock marked seven o’clock, and then, five minutes past seven. “Come on, Al.” Said Max,“ We’d better go, he is not going to come tonight.” Al came out of the kitchen. The small sharp gun made a little dump on the inside of his tight winter coat. “What about these three smart boys?” Al asked. “They’re all right.” Max said. “Goodbye, smart boy.” He said to George, “You were lucky tonight.” The two of them went out the door. George watched them through the window. They passed under the street light and crossed the street. George went back through the kitchen door and untied Nike and Sam. “They were going to shoot Ole Anderson.” George said, “They were going to shoot him when he came in here to eat.” “Ole Anderson?” Nike asked. George nodded. “Listen.” George said to Nike, “You had better go see Ole Anderson.” “I’ll go see him.” Nike said, “Where does he live?” “He lives up at Hirsch’s Hotel.” George said. Outside the street lights were shinning through the brunches of the tree. Nike walked up the street to Hirsch’s Hotel. He walked in and saw a woman near the main desk. “Is Ole Anderson here?” He asked. “Yes, he is in.” She said. Nike followed the woman up a flight of stairs and back to the end of the dark *. She knocked on one of the doors. “Who is it?” A voice asked. “It’s someone to see you, Mr. Anderson.”

xsoctober

hw:
Nick and Sam-the cook were sitting on the floor.Al had tied their mop and had stuff the tower on the mops.George cooked the ham and eggs,put them on the roll of bread and puted the sandwitch in the brown paper bag. The man paid for his foot and left.
"This smart boy can do everything!"Max said,"he can even cook,you will make a girl a nice wife,smart boy!"
"Your friend Oly Andreson isn't going to come tonight"George said."It's already a quarter to seven"
"We'll give him ten minutes"Max said,
Max watched the mirror and clock,The hands of the clock marked seven o'clock,and then five minutes passed seven,
"Come on,Al"said Max,"We've got to go,he's not coming tonight"
Al came out the kitchen,the small shotgun made a litte bomp on the inside of his tight with a coat.
"What about the three smart boys"Al asked,
"They are alright"Max said"Good bye,smart boy!"He said to George,"You are well lucky tonight"the two of them went out of the door.
George watched them through the window,they passed under the street light acorssed the street.
George went back through the kitchen door and untied Nick and Sam.
"They were going to shoot Oly Andreson"George said,"they were going to shoot him when him came here to eat"
"Oly Andreson?"Nick asked.
George knoded.
"Listen"George said to Nick"you'd better go see Oly Andreson
"I'll go see him"Nick said"where does he live?"
He lives up here Heshes Hotel"George said.
Outside the street lights were shining through the branches of the tree.
Nick walked on the street to Heshes Hotel.He went in and saw a woman near the main desk,
"Is Oly Andrenson here?"He asked
"Yes,he's in"she said.
Nick followed the woman up a flat of stairs and back to the end of a dark hall way.She knocked on the one  of the doors,"who is it?"A voice asked,
"It's someone to see you,Mr.Andreson"

其实白纸不是我

Al had tied them up and had staffed a towel in their mouths  这句话是什么意思