一个星期六

Holy Saturday───n.圣周六，即复活前夕

Holy Saturdays───神圣的星期六

Saturday───n.星期六

oversaturate───过饱和

yesterday───adv.在昨天；n.昨天；最近，往昔

one's salad days───色拉日

oversaturated───adj.[化学]过饱和的；硅石的

She reminded Kate about the director's car, which they had seen parked one Saturday morning in its specially reserved spot.───她提醒凯特园长的车，她们一个周六看到它停在在专门预留的停车位上。

Dinah: Yeah, but it's only one Saturday a year.───黛娜：毕竟一年只有一个周六要这么做。

one Saturday morning in February Carlo came to us.───里一个周六的早晨，卡罗来到我们这里。

One Saturday night she was in the town looking for her companions as it was time to go home, when she met Alec d'Urberville.───一个周六的晚上，她正在镇上寻找同伴儿，因为到该回去的时候了。这时，她遇上了亚历克·德伯。

Then, one Saturday, I decided to take him to a cafe for a soft drink.───后来有一个礼拜六，我决定带他去咖啡店喝点饮料。

Late one Saturday evening, I was awakened by the ringing of my phone. In a sleepy voice I said "hello" .───一个周六的深夜，我被电话铃声吵醒。我带着睡腔说了句“喂”。

One Saturday, when I had an appointment of going for a visit, Grandma called me on the phone and told me to go home as soon as possible.───一个星期六，我和同学约好去玩儿。姥姥打来电话，让我放学快点儿回家。

One Saturday morning my mother left me a long list of chores. I was not allowed to go out and play until every job was crossed off the list.───一个星期六的早晨，我妈妈列了一张清单，给我留了一大堆家务，要求我把那些事情全做完才可出去玩。

One Saturday, Mrs. Barnett, the head librarian, summoned me to the circulation desk, a formidable walnut fortress.───有一个周六，图书馆馆长巴尼特女士把我叫到借书台，庄严的胡桃木制成的借书台像一座堡垒。

One Saturday afternoon while Les was at the station, a deejay named Rock was drinking while on the air.

On one Saturday in October, five hundred students marched through Poughkeepsie protesting the Klan.

I remember we went up to Euston together one Saturday morning, very excited, to buy the ticket in advance.

As far as Liz can remember the idea came upon them rather more casually, one Saturday morning in early November over breakfast.

One Saturday, in September 1995, my pulse races, I get dizzy, and feel faint.

One Saturday afternoon last winter, I drove north on Route 85 through the rolling rangeland of southeastern Wyoming.

I joined an eight person group one Saturday morning at ParAvion's centre in Bishops Cannings.

One Saturday a couple of young punks decided to start a fight with my father.

One Saturday morning, without telling anyone of my plan, I boarded a bus and headed out.