The cake on the bus

我带着一个蛋糕上了公交车。

Wǒ dàizhe yí ge dàngāo shàng le gōngjiāochē.

I get on a bus carrying a cake.

车里没有座位，我只好一只手拿着盒子。

Chē li méiyǒu zuòwèi, wǒ zhǐhǎo yì zhī shǒu názhe hézi.

There are no seats, so I have to hold the box in one hand.

汽车一停，盒子就往前倒。我赶紧用两只手抱住它。

Qìchē yì tíng, hézi jiù wǎng qián dǎo. Wǒ gǎnjǐn yòng liǎng zhī shǒu bàozhù tā.

As soon as the bus stops, the box tips forward. I quickly catch it with both hands.

一位奶奶指着身边，说：“放这里吧。”

Yí wèi nǎinai zhǐzhe shēnbiān, shuō: “Fàng zhèlǐ ba.”

An elderly woman points beside her. “Put it here,” she says.

我说：“您的袋子放在哪里？”她把布袋放在腿上。

Wǒ shuō: “Nín de dàizi fàng zài nǎlǐ?” Tā bǎ bùdài fàng zài tuǐ shang.

“Where will you put your bag?” I ask. She moves her cloth bag onto her lap.

蛋糕有了座位。一路上，我们两个人都扶着盒子。

Dàngāo yǒu le zuòwèi. Yílù shang, wǒmen liǎng ge rén dōu fúzhe hézi.

The cake has a seat. The two of us steady the box for the rest of the journey.