我搬进新家不久,有一天,门铃响了,我打开门,一个瘦小的大约十二三岁的男孩子站在门前,他先礼貌地问候,再自我介绍他的名字叫亨利,指着我家斜对面那栋房子,告诉我那是他家,然后问我:“你家的草地要剪吗?”我看了一眼长高了的草坪,说:“要啊!”他就问:“我可以帮你剪草吗?”我注 Soon after I moved into my new home, one day the doorbell rang, and I opened the door. A thin boy, about twelve or three years old, stood at the door. He first politely greeted and introduced himself as Henry. My house ran diagonally across the house and told me it was his home. Then asked me, “Do you want to cut the grass in your house?” I glanced at the tall lawn and said, “Yeah!” he asked. “ Can I cut grass for you?” I note