我们来到街角的路灯处,我心想有多少次啊迪尔就站在那里抱着那根粗大的灯杆,张望,等待,满怀希望。我还想有多少次啊杰姆和我走过这段路,但走进拉德利家的前门,我这辈子才是第二次。布尔和我从台阶走上门廊。他用手摸到了前门把手,然后轻轻松开我的手,打开门,走进去,关上了身后的门。自那以后我再没见过他。[2]邻居之间,有人去世会送食物,有人生病会送花儿, We came to the street corner of the street, I thought how many times ah.. Deere stood there holding that thick pole, looking, waiting, full of hope. How many times do I still want to wait? Jem and I walked this way, but walking into the front door of Radley’s house was the second time in my life. Boolean and I step onto the porch from the steps. He touched the front door handle with his hand, then gently released my hand, opened the door, walked in, and closed the door behind him. I have not seen him since then. [2] Between neighbors, some people will send food when they die, and some will send flowers when they are sick.