走在回家的路上

走在回家的路上，我设计了我的报复计划。

On the walk to home , I plotted my revenge .

他用嘴衔着那块肉走在回家的路上。

He is going home with the meat in his mouth .

我收完帐正走在回家的路上。

I was on my way back from collecting a bill .

他们正走在回家的路上。

You can do some shopping on your way home .

他慢慢地走在回家的路上。

He is walking slowly along the way to home .

现在，我会很快乐，因为那男孩正走在回家的路上。

I 'm gonna be happy now because the boy 's going home .

一天，一个父亲和他的小儿子走在回家的路上。

One day , a father and his little son were going home .

一天，比尔走在回家的路上。

One day Bill was on his way home .

她正走在回家的路上，这时两个大个子男孩拦住她。

She was on her way home when two big boys stopped her .

我走在回家的路上。

I 'm on my way home .

只用了十分钟，这位机械奇才就把手表修，走在回家的路上了。

In ten minutes this mechanical wizard had repaired the watch and was on his way home .

那天晚上我走在回家的路上，压力好像消失了。

When I tried it on the way home that night , the stress seemed to melt away .

只用了十分钟，这位机械奇才就把手表修好，走在回家的路上了。

In ten minutes , this mechanical wizard had repaired the watch and was on this way home ..

一个寒冷的冬天，一个农夫正走在回家的路上，他看到一个黑色的东西躺在雪地里。

One wintry day a Woodman was tramping home from his work when he saw something black lying on the snow .

走在回家的路上，他才意识到她正生病，很可能无法赴约。那天晚上他回到家后才发现她已经死去了。

Only on his way home did he suddenly realize that illness could have prevented her from meeting him , and only when he entered the farmhouse that evening did he discover that she was dead .

当这四个饥肠辘辘的小姑娘把温暖留给别人，走在回家的路上时，我想合城里再没人能比她们更幸福了。她们在圣诞节早上把最好的早餐送给穷人，自己却宁愿吃面包和牛奶。

And when they went away , leaving comfort behind , I think there were not in all the city four merrier people than the hungry little girls who gave away their breakfasts and themselves with bread and milk on Christmas morning .

1987年的一个寒冷的冬日,小威正走在下班回家的路上,一场暴风雪来了。

One cold winter day in 1987 , when Wei was on his way home from work , a heavy snowstorm came .

安德烈亚与约翰正走在放学回家的路上。

Andrea and John are walking home from school .

那还是我上高中一年级的时候。一天，我看见同班一个男孩走在放学回家的路上。

One day , when I was a freshman in high school , I saw a kid from my class was walking home from school .

和我父亲一样，我总是爱幻想。有时候在课堂上，我的心思就会不知不觉地飘走。我想象在回家的路上，有人从台阶上跳出来朝我开枪。

Like my father I 've always been a daydreamer , and sometimes in lessons my mind would drift and I 'd imagine that on the way home a terrorist might jump out and shoot me on those steps .