那天大约是早上七点，我来到海登家，“梆梆”地敲着他卧室的门。 一边敲一边喊着：“懒虫，该出发了，爷爷奶奶的车马上就要到了！”

I reached Hayden’s house at around seven in the morning and banged on his bedroom door.

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雨鼓点般地落在她卡夫特帕拉德花园住宅的屋檐上，她听着忧伤的挽歌，一边用红色铅笔敲着牙齿，一边看雨水汇成的溪流从窗玻璃蜿蜒而下。

The rain drummed on the eaves of her garden fiat at cuffe parade. she listened to its dismal threnody tapping her teeth with her red pencil and watching streams snaking down the windowpanes.

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老痒懒得和我费话，一边拿树枝敲着路边的草丛，一边就带头走去。

The old Yang is lazy and I fee words, simultaneously take tree branch to knock the grass cluster of wayside, part take the lead to walk.

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