The adjoining room was littered with swords , bags , sabretaches , open trunks , and dirty boots 前面的房间里,乱七八糟地放着马刀手提包图囊打开的箱笼邋遢的靴子。
Natasha tasha sabretache . keep to the right , your honour , there are bushes here , said the voice of an hussar , by whom rostov was riding as he fell asleep 带上娜塔什卡图囊“阁下,靠右边点儿,要不然,真会碰着这儿的灌木林, ”传来骠骑兵的说话声,罗斯托夫昏昏欲睡地从他身边走过去。