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先收藏了，楼主辛苦了
I’ll Always Love You 我永远爱你
I’ll Always Love You
This is a story about Elfie - the best dog in the whole world. We grew up together, but Elfie grew much faster than I did.
I lovedresting my head on her warm coat.
Then we would dream together.
My brother and sister loved Elfie very much, but she was my dog.
Every day, Elfie and I played together.
Elfie loved to chase squirrels and to dig in my mother’s flower garden.
Sometimes my folks would get very angry with Elfie when she would get into
mischief.
But they still loved her, even when they scolded her.
The trouble was, no one told her except me.
The years passed quickly, and while I was growing taller and taller,
Elfie was growing rounder and rounder.
The older Elfie got, the more she slept, and the less she liked to walk.
I was getting worried.
We took Elfie to the vet, but there wasn’t much he could do.
“ Elfie is just growing old,” he said.
It soon became too difficult for Elfie to climb the stairs.
But she had to sleep in my room.
I gave Elfie a soft pillow to sleep on, and before we went to sleep I would say to her,
“I’ll always love you.” I know she understood.
One morning I woke up and discovered that Elfie had died during the night.
We buried Elfie together.We all cried and hugged each other.
My brother and sister loved Elfie a lot, but they never told her so.
I was very sad, too, but it helped to remember that I had told her every night,
“ I’ll always love you.”
A neighbor offered me a puppy.
I knew Elfie wuoldn’t have minded, but I said no.
I gave him Elfie’s basket instead.
He needed it more than I did.
Someday I’ll have another dog, or a kitten or a goldfish.
But whatever it is, I’ll tell it every night: “ I’ll always love you.”
Through The Magic Mirror by Anthony Browne
Through The Magic Mirror
Toby sat in the big chair.
He was fed up.
Fed up with books, fed up with toys, fed up with everything.
He went into the living room.
Nothing was happening there.
Going back upstairs he saw himself in a mirror.
Something looked very strange.What was wrong?
He put out his hand to touch the mirror- and walked right through it.
He was out in the street.
It seemed like the same old street, but was it?
An invisible man passed by.
On the corner was a painting of a painting of a painting.
Just then a dog came along, taking a man for a walk.
Toby walked on.
Two men were painting a fence.
Toby took another look.
He could hardly believe what he saw.
Suddenly the sky became dark as a flock of choirboys flew overhead.
A terrified cat darted past, chased by a gang of hungry mice.
And the traffic seemed somehow different.
Across the road Toby saw a poster for the zoo.
But what was happening?
The animals on the poster started to walk down the picture.
Toby ran as fast as he could.
Where was that mirror?
Of course, there it was, right behind him.
Toby stepped through, back into his own house.
He turned around and looked at himself in the mirror.
When he saw his face, he smiled.
Then, he ran down to tea.
The Sun Tree
The Sun Tree
Once upon a time, there lived an old woman in a village. She has a magic apple tree in her garden.All year long the tree was covered with white flowers and golden apples. They gave out wonderful warmth and light. The people in the village called it the Sun Tree.
Soon the king of the land heard about it. He wanted the tree in his castle. The old woman gave the king a seed to plant. The king told the best gardener to plant it, but it didn't grow.
The king went again to the woman's house to take the tree away. The poor woman was very sad and asked the king if she could keep one of the seeds, the king said yes. Soon the tree in the castle died, but a new Sun Tree grew in it's place at the woman's house. When the king heard about the new Sun Tree he was very surprised.
He thought, "The Sun Tree needs this land to grow." So he told the woman, I am going to live here. You must move out. The old woman was very sad. She asked the king if she could have a seed, the king said no.
On that day the old woman moved out. On the way to their new house the bird flew out of his cage. He said to the king, " You must not live here, the Sun Tree won't grow with you around." But the king didn't listen to the bird. When the king's new house was done, the king decided to have a party. When everyone got to the house, a girl shouted, "What a strange tree, it can walk!"
The Sun Tree kept on walking until it got to the woman's new house. This time the king didn't get the tree. He knew that not everything on his land was his.
How the Mice Beat the Men
How the Mice Beat the Men
The mice and the men ate the same food.
They lived in the same houses.
But they did not like each other at all.
The mice said the men ate too much food.
The men said the mice gnawed the walls of the houses.
The mice and men decided to go to war.
The men were sure they would win.
They were so much bigger than the mice.
The men did many things to get ready for the war.
They put new strings on their bows.
They put feathers on their arrows.
They made slings to throw rocks at the mice.
Before the war, the men had a big war dance.
The dancing made them very tired.
They all fell asleep.
Then the little mice crept into the room.
They gnawed the strings of the bows.
They cut the feathers from the arrows.
They broke the slings with their sharp teeth.
Then they gave a great war yell.
Squeak!”
The men woke up, and they saw the mice.
They reached for their bows, but the strings were gnawed.
They picked up their arrows.
The feathers were all cut.
They took up their slings.
Every sling was broken.
The men had nothing to fight with.
The mice won the war, even though they were smaller.
Mice have been in men’s houses ever since.
Princess SmartyPants 頑皮公主不出嫁
Princess SmartyPants
By Babette Cole
Princess SmartyPants did not want to get married.She enjoyed being a Ms.
Because she was very pretty and rich, all the princes wanted her to be their Mrs.
Princess SmartyPants wanted to live in her castle with her pets and do exactly as she pleased.
“It’s high time you smartened yourself up,” said her Mother, the Queen.“ Stop messing about with those animals and find yourself a husband!”
Suitors were always turning up at the castle making a nuisance of themselves.
“Right,” declared Princess SmartyPants, “whoever can accomplish the tasks that I set will, as they say, win my hand.”
She asked Prince Compost to stop slugs from eating her garden.
She asked Prince Rushforth to feed her pets.
She challenged Prince Pelvis to a roller-disco marathon.
She invited Prince Boneshakere for a cross-country on her motorbike.
She called on Prince Vertigo to rescue her from her tower.
She sent Prince Bashthumb to chop some firewood in the royal forest.
She suggested to Prince Fetlock that he might like to put her pony through its paces.
She told Prince Grovel to take her Mother, the Queen, shopping.
She commanded Prince Swimbladder to retrieve her magic ring form the goldfish pond.
None of the princes could accomplish the task he was set.They all left in disgrace.
“That’s that, then,” said SmartyPants, thinking she was safe.
Then Prince Swashbuckle turned up.
He stopped the slugs eating her garden.
…fed her pets…
…roller-discoed until dawn…
…rode for miles on her mortobike…
He rescued her from her tower.
He found some firewood in the forest.
He even tamed her horried pony…
…took her Mother, the Queen, shopping and retrieved her magic ring from the goldfish pond.
Prince Swashbuckle didn’t think Prince SmartyPants was so smart.
So she gave him a magic kiss…
… and he turned into a gigantic warty toad.
Prince Swashbuckle left in a big hurry!
When the other princes heard what had happened to Prince Swashbuckle, none of them wanted to marry SmartyPants…
… so she lived happily ever after.
The Paper Bag Princess 纸袋公主~ by Robert N. Munsch
The Paper Bag Princess by Robert Munsch
Elizabeth was a beautiful princess. She lived in a castle and had expensive princess clothes.She was going to marry a prince named Ronald.
Unfortunately, a dragon smashed her castle, burned all her clothes with his fiery breath, and carried off Prince Ronald.
Elizabeth decided to chase the dragon and get Ronald back.
She looked everywhere for something to wear, but the only thing she could find that was not burnt was a paper bag.So she put on the paper bag and followed the dragon.
He was easy to follow, because he left a trail of burnt forests and horses’ bones.
Finally, Elizabeth came to a cave with a large door that had a huge knocker on it.She took hold of the knocker and banged on the door.
The dragon stuck his nose out of the door and said, “Well, a princess! I love princesses, but I have already eaten a whole castle today.I am a very busy dragon.Come back tomorrow.”
He slammed the door so fast that Elizabeth almost got her nose caught.
Elizabeth grabbed the knocker and banged on the door again.
The dragon stuck his nose out of the door and said, “Go away.I love to eat princesses, but I have already eaten a whole castle today.I am a very busy dragon.Come back tomorrow.”
“Wait,” shouted Elizabeth.“Is it true that you are the smartest and fiercest dragon in the whole world?”“Yes,” said the dragon.
“Is it true,” said Elizabeth, “that you can burn up ten forests with your fiery breath?”
“Oh, yes,” said the dragon, and he took a huge, deep breath and breathed out so much fire that he burnt up fifty forests.
“Fantastic,” said Elizabeth, and the dragon took another huge breath and breathed out so much fire that he burnt up one hundred forests.
“Magnificent,” said Elizabeth, and the dragon took another huge breath, but this time nothing came out.The dragon didn’t even have enough fire left to cook a meatball.
Elizabeth said, “Dragon, is it true that you can fly around the world in just ten seconds?”
“Why, yes,” said the dragon, and jumped up and flew all the way around the world in just ten seconds.
He was very tired when he got back, but Elizabeth shouted, “Fantastic, do it again!”
So the dragon jumped up and flew around the whole world in just twenty seconds.
When he got back he was too tired to talk, and he lay down and went straight to sleep.
Elizabeth whispered, very softly, “Hey, dragon.”The dragon didn’t move at all.
She lifted up the dragon’s ear and put her head right inside.She shouted as loud as she could, “Hey, dragon!”
The dragon was so tired he didn’t even move.
Elizabeth walked right over the dragon and opened the door to the cave.
There was Prince Ronald.He looked at her and said, “Elizabeth, you are a mess!You smell like ashes, your hair is all tangled and you are wearing a dirty old paper bag.Come back when you are dressed like a real princess.”
“Ronald,” said Elizabeth, “your clothes are really pretty and your hair is very neat.You look like a real prince, but you are a bum.”
They didn’t get married after all.
Winnie’s Magic Wand 温妮的魔法棒
Winnie’s Magic Wand Korky Paul and Valerie Thomas
A Special day Winnie jumped out of bed.
It was a special day. It was the day of the Witches’ Magic Show.
Winnie was making a wonderful new spell.
“What shall I wear?”
She got out her party dress. It was
very pretty. It was pink, blue and purple
with stars and ribbons on it.
Oh no! She had spilt jelly on it!
She put it the washing machine.
Swish, swish, clunk…
She took the dress out but…….
she had also washed her magic wand.
“I hope it still works,’ said Winnie.
ABRACADABRA ….
Winnie dried the wand with a towel.
She wanted to change an apple into an orange.
She closed her eyes, waved her wand and shouted………
Suddenly………
there was an apple tree growing in her kitchen.
The wand was not working properly!
She tried again….
but this time the apple tree changed into an enormous apple pie.
“Oh no! Oh no!” Winnie moaned.
Now she was worried.
Wilbur was worried too.Wilbur had an idea!
He ran out of the house,.down the road, and into the town.
Perhaps he could find a new wand for Winnie.
Shops, shops ….
He looked in all the shops.
He went to the Magic book shop, the food shop, the pet shop, CD Rom shop …..
. and many more shops but there were no magic wands.
Then…in a little shop was a box of wands!
Wilbur grabbed one and ran home.Winnie was worried.It was late.
It was time for the Magic Show.
What could Winnie do?
There was no magic wand!
Then…Wilbur ran through the cat flap with the new wand.
Clever Wilbur “Oh Wilbur! You are a clever cat.” said
Winnie.She had no time! She did not put on her party dress.
Off to the party …..She jumped on her broomstick, Wilbur
jumped on her shoulder, and away they flew Magic..
Winnie was on stage.
“I will turn my beautiful black cat into a green one.”
She waved her wand and shouted …..
ABRACADABRA! Nothing happened!
Everyone waited..
Wilbur waited……
Winnie waited….
At last….
a bunch of paper flowers popped out of the trick wand.
Everyone clapped and laughed and cheered.
They enjoyed the trick!
“Where did you get the wand?” .they asked.
Winnie smiled.
But she didn’t say anything. And neither did Wilbur.
Edited by Melanie Zeng 2012-2-14
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Alexander and the Wind-Up Mouse 亚力山大和发条老鼠
"Help! Help! A mouse!"
There was a scream. Then a crash.
Cups, saucers, and spoons were flying in all directions.
Alexander ran for his hole as fast as his little legs would carry him.One day, when there was no one in the house, Alexander heard a squeak
in Annie's room. He sneaked in and what did he see?
Another mouse.
But not an ordinary mouse like himself. Instead of legs it had two little wheels,
and on its back there was a key.
"Who are you?" asked Alexander.
"I am Willy the wind-up mouse, Annie's favorite toy.
They wind me to make me run around in circles, they cuddle me,
and at night I sleep on a soft white pillow between the doll
and a woolly teddy bear.
Everyone loves me."
"They don't care much for me," said Alexander sadly.
But he was happy to have found a friend.
"Let's go to the kitchen and look for crumbs," he said.
"Oh, I can't," said Willy. "I can only move when they wind me.
But I don't mind. Everybody loves me."
Alexander, too, came to love Willy. He went to visit him whenever he could.
He told him of his adventures with brooms, flying saucers, and mousetraps.
Willy talked about the penguin, the woolly bear, and mostly about Annie.
The two friends spent many happy hours together.
But when he was alone in the dark of his hideout,
Alexander thought of Willy with envy.
"Ah!" he sighed. "Why can't I be a wind-up mouse like Willy
and be cuddled and loved."
One day Willy told a strange story.
"I've heard," he whispered mysteriously, "that in the garden, at the end of the pebblepath,
close to the blackberry bush, there lives a magic lizard who can change one animal into another."
"Do you mean," said Alexander, "that he could change me into a wind-up mouse like you?"
That very afternoon, Alexander went into the garden and ran to the end of the path.
"Lizard, lizard," he whispered. And suddenly there stood before him,
full of the colors of the flowers and butterflies, a large lizard.
"Is it true that you could change me into a wind-up mouse?" asked Alexander
in a quivering voice.
"When the moon is round," said the lizard, "bring me a purple pebble."
For days and days Alexander searched the garden for a purple pebble.
In vain.
He found yellow pebbles and blue pebbles and green pebbles—but not one tiny purple pebble.
At last, tired and hungry, he returned to the house.
In a corner of the pantry he saw a box full of old toys, and there, between blocks and broken dolls, was Willy.
"What happened?" said Alexander, surprised.
Willy told him a sad story. It had been Annie's birthday.
There had been a party and everyone had brought a gift.
"The next day," Willy sighed, "many of the old toys were dumped in this box.
We will all be thrown away."
Alexander was almost in tears. "Poor, poor Willy!" he thought.
But then suddenly something caught his eye. Could it really be...? Yes it was!
It was a little purple pebble.
All excited, he ran to the garden, the precious pebble tight in his arms.
There was a full moon. Out of breath, Alexander stopped near the blackberry bush.
"Lizard, lizard, in the bush," he called quickly. The leaves rustled and there stood the lizard.
"The moon is round, the pebble found," said the lizard. "Who or what do you wish to be?"
"I want to be..." Alexander stopped.
Then suddenly he said, "Lizard, lizard, could you change Willy into a mouse like me?"
The lizard blinked. There was a blinding light. And then all was quiet.
The purple pebble was gone.
Alexander ran back to the house as fast as he could.
The box was there, but alas it was empty.
"Too late," he thought, and with a heavy heart he went to his hole in the baseboard.
Something squeaked!
Cautiously Alexander moved closer to the hole. There was a mouse inside.
"Who are you?" said Alexander, a little frightened.
"My name is Willy," said the mouse.
"Willy!" cried Alexander. "The lizard...the lizard did it!"
He huggled Willy and then they ran to the garden path.
And there they danced until dawn.
Typed by Melanie Zeng 2012/2/16
Mean Soup 生气汤（incompleted）
It had been a bad day for Horace.
He forgot the answer to question three.
Zelda gave him a love note.
And Lulu, the show-and tell cow, stepped on his foot.
As if this wasn’t enough, his mother sent Miss Pearl to pick him up from school.
She swerved and screeched and nearly killed three poodles before they made it home.
Horace felt so mean he stepped on a flower.
His mother said,”Hello.” And Horace hissed.
Typed by Melanie Zeng
Now One Foot, Now the Other 先左脚，再右脚
Now One Foot, Now the Other
De Paola, Tomie
Bobby was named after his best friend, his
grandfather, Bob. When Bobby was just a baby,
his grandfather told everyone, “Bobby will be
three years old before he can say Grandpa, so I’m
going to have him call me Bob.” And “Bob” was
the first word Bobby said. Bob was the one who
helped Bobby learn to walk. “Hold on to my
hands, Bobby,” his grandfather said. “Now one
foot, not the other.” One of the best things Bob
and Bobby did was to play with the old wooden
blocks that were kept on a shelf, in the small
sewing room under the front stairs. The blocks
had letter on two sides, numbers on two sides and
pictures of animals and other things on the last
two sides. Bob and Bobby would slowly, very
slowly put the blocks one on top of the other,
building a tall tower. There were thirty blocks.
Sometimes the tower would fall down when only
half the blocks were piled up. Sometimes the
tower would be almost finished. “Just one more
block,” Bob would say. “And that’s the elephant
block,” Bobby would say. And they would
carefully put the elephant block on the very top.
But Bob would sneeze and the tower would fall
down. Bobby would laugh and laugh. “Elephants
always make you sneeze, Bob,” Bobby would say.
“We’ll just have to try the next time,” his
grandfather would say. Then Bob would sit Bobby
on his knee and tell him stories. “Bob, tell me the
story about how you taught me to walk,” Bobby
would say. And his grandfather would tell Bobby
how he held Bobby’s hands and said, “Now one
foot, now the other. And before you knew it. . .”
On Bobby’s fifth birthday, Bob and he had a
special day. They went to the amusement park.
They rode a roller coaster, ate hot dogs and ice
cream. They had their pictures taken in a
machine, and they sang a song and made a
phonograph record. And when it got dark, they
watched the fireworks. On the way home, Bob
told Bobby stories. “Now, tell me the story about
how you taught me to walk,” Bobby said. And Bob
did. Not long after Bobby’s birthday, his
grandfather got very sick. Bobby came home and
his grandfather wasn’t there. “Bob is in the
hospital,” Dad told Bobby. “He’s had what is
called a stroke.” “I want to go see him,” Bobby
said. “You can’t, honey,” Mon told him. “Right
now Bob’s too sick to see anyone. He can’t move
his arms and legs, and he can’t talk. The doctor’s
not sure if he knows who anyone is. We’ll just
have to wait and hope Bob gets better.”Bobby
didn’t know what to do. He didn’t want to eat; he
had a hard time going to sleep at night. Bob just
had to get better. Months and months and
months went by. Bob was still in the hospitals.
Bobby missed his grandfather. One day when
Bobby came home from school, his fahter told him
that Bob was coming home. “Now, Bobby,” Dad
said, “Bob is sitll very sick. He can’t move or talk.
When he sees your mother and me, he still doesn’t
know who we are, and the doctor doesn’t think
he’ll get any better. So, don’t be scared if he
doesn’t remember you.” But Bobby was scared.
His grandfather didn’t remember him. He just lay
in bed. And when Dad carried him, Bob sat in a
chair. But he didn’t talk or even move. One day,
Bob tried to say something to Bobby, but the
sound that come out was awful. Bobby ran out of
the room. “Bob sound like a monster!” Bobby
cried. “He can’t help it, Bobby,” Mom said. So,
Bobby went back to the room where Bob was
sitting. It looked like a tear was coming down
Bob’s face. “I didn’t mean to run away, Bob. I
was scared. I’m sorry,” Bobby said. “Do you know
who I am?” Bobby thought he saw bob blink his
eye. “Mom, Mom,” Bobby called. “Bob knows who
I am.” “Oh, Bobby,” Mom said. “You’re just going
to upset yourself. Your grandfather doesn’t
recognize any of us.” But Bobby knew better. He
ran to the small sewing room, under the front
stairs. He took the blocks off the shelf and ran
back to where Bob wa sitting. Bob’s mouth made
a small smile. Bobby began to build the tower.
Halfway. . . Almost to the top . . . Only one block
left. “Ok, Bob,” said Bobby. “Now the elephant
block.” And Bob made a strange noise that
sounded like a sneeze. The blocks fell down and
Bob smiled and moved his fingers up and down.
Bobby laughed and laughed. Now he knew the Bob
would get better. And Bob did. Slowly, he began
to talk a little. It sounded strange but he could
say “Bobby” just as clear as day. Bob began to
move his fingers and then his hands. Bobby still
helped to feed his grandfather, but one day Bob
could almost hold a spoon by himself. But, he still
couldn’t walk. When the weather got nice and
warm, Dad carried Bob out to a chair set up on
the lawn. Bobby sat with him. “Bobby,” Bob said.
“Story.” So, Bobby told Bob some stories. Then
Bob stood up very slowly. “You. Me. Walk,” said
Bob. Bobby knew exactly what Bob wanted to do.
Bobby stood in front of Bob and let Bob lean on
his shoulders. “OK, Bob. Now one foot.” Bob
moved one foot.” Bob moved one foot. “Now the
other foot.” Bob moved the other. By the end of
the summer, Bob and Bobby cold walk to the end
of the lawn and Bob could talk better and better
each day. On Bobby’s sixth birthday, Bobby got
the blocks. Slowly he built up the tower. Only
one block to go. “Here, elephant block,” Bob said.
Bobby put it on top. Bob sneezed! “Elephants
always make you sneeze, Bob,” Bobby said. “We’ll
just have to try the next time. Now, tell me
some stories.” Bob did. Then Bob said, “Bobby, tell
story how you teach bob to walk.” “Well, Bob,
you leaned on my shoulders and then I said, ‘Now
one foot, now the other,’ And before you knew it.
. .”
[ 本帖最后由 melaniezeng 于 2012-2-17 08:52 编辑 ]
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The Snail and the Whale 小海螺和大鲸鱼
The Snail and the Whale小海螺和大鲸鱼
By Julia Donaldson and Axel Scheffler
This is the tale of a tiny snailAnd a great bit, grey-blue humpback whale.
This is the rock as black as soot.And this is the snail with an itchy foot.
The sea snail slithered all over the rock.And gazed at the sea and the ships in the dock.As she gazed, she sniffed and sighed.“The sea is deep and the world is wide! How I long to sail!”Said the tiny snail.
These are the other snails in the flock,Who all stuck tight to the smooth black rock and said to the snail with the itchy foot, “Be quite! Don’t wiggle! Sit still! Stay put!”
But the tiny sea snail sniffed and sighed, then cried, “I’ve got it! I’ll hitch a ride!”This is the trail of the tiny snail, A silvery trail that looped and curled and said, “Ride wanted around the world.”
This is the whale who came one night. When the tide was high and the stars were bright, A humpback whale, immensely long, who sang to the snail a wonderful song of shimmering ice and coral caves and shooting stars and enormous waves.
And this is the tail Of the humpback whale. He held it out of the starlit sea, and said to the snail, “Come sail with me.”
This is the sea, so wild and free that carried the whale and the snail on his tail to towering icebers and far off lands.
With fiery mountains and golden sands.
These are the waves that arched and crashed and frolicked and sprayed and splashed the tiny snail on the tail of the whale.
These are the caves beneath the waves, where colorful fish with feathery fins and sharks with hideous toothy grins. Swam past the whale and the snail on his tail.
This is the sky so vast and high, Sometimes sunny and blue and warm. Sometimes filled with a thunderstorm, with zigzag lightning flashing and frightening. The tiny snail on the tail of the whale.
And she gazed at the sky, the sea, the land, the waves and the caves and the golden sand. She gazed and gazed, amazed by it all. And she said to the whale, “I feel so small.”
But then came the day the whale lost his way…
These are the speedboats, running a race, zigging and zooming all over the place. Upsetting the whale with their earsplitting roar. Making him swim too close to the shore.
This is the tide, slipping away,
And this is the whale lying beached in a bay,
“Quick, off the sand and back to the sea!, cried the snail. “I can’t move on the land. I’m too big.” moaned the whale. The snail felt helpless and terribly small, then cried “I‘ve got it and started to crawl.”“I must not fail,” said the tiny snail.
Then, “I’ve got it!” she cried, and started to crawl. “I must not fail!” said the tiny snail.
This is the bell on the school in the bay, ringing the children in the from their play. This is the teacher, holding her chalk, telling the class,
This is the board, as black as soot,
And this is the snail with the itchy foot!
“A snail! A snail!” The teacher turns pale. “Look!” say the children, “It’s leaving a trail!”.
This is the trail of the tiny snail, a silvery trail saying, “SAVE THE WHALE!”
These are the children, running from school fetching the firemen, digging a pool,
Squirting and spraying to keep the whale cool.
This is the tide coming into the bay,
And these are the villagers shouting, “Hooray!” And the whale and the snail travel safely away…
Back to the dock And the flock on the rock, who said, “How time’s flown!” and “Haven’t you grown!”
And the whale and the snail told their wonderful tale of shimmering ice and coral caves, and shooting stars and enormous waves, and how the snail, so small and frail, with her looping, curling, slivery trail, saved the life of the humpback whale.
And of how the snail, so small and frail, with her looping, curling, silvery trail, saved the life of the humpback whale.
Then the humpback whale held out his tail and on crawled snail after snail, after snail.
And they sang to the sea as they all set sail on the tail of the gray-blue humpback whale.
浩大的工程，谢谢了
Thankyou !
Rumpelstiltskin
by Paul O. Zelinsky
01 - Once there was a poor miller who had a beautiful daughter.
02L - On his way to town one day, the miller encountered the king. Wanting to impress him, the miller said, "I have a daughter who knows the art of spinning straw into gold."
Now, the king had a passion for gold, and such an art intrigued him. So he ordered the miller to send his daughter to the castle straightaway.
When the girl was brought before him, the king led her to a room that was filled with straw. He gave her spools and a spinning wheel, and said, "You may spin all night, but if you have not spun this straw into gold by morning, you will have to die." With that, he locked the door, and the girl was left inside, alone.
03L - There sat the poor miller's daughter, without the slightest idar how anyone could spin straw into gold. For the life of her she did not know what to do. She grew more and more frightened, and then she began to weep.
03R - Suddenly the door sprang open and a tiny man stepped in.
"Good evening, Mistress Miller," he said. "Why are you sobbing?"
"Oh," the girl cried, "I must spin this straw into gold and I don't know how."
04 - "What will you give me if I spin it for you?" the little man asked.
"My necklace," answered the girl.
The little man took her necklace and sat down at the spinning wheel. He pulled three times--whir! whir! whir!--and the spool was wound full of gold thread. He fitted another spool on, and--whir! whir! whir!--three pulls and that one too was full. And so it went until morning, when all the straw was spun and all the spools were full of gold.
05 - When the king came at sunrise, he was amazed and delighted, but all that gold only made him greedier. So he led the miller's daughter to a larger room filled with straw, and he ordered her to spin this straw too before dawn, if she valued her life.
06 - The girl did not know what to do. She began to weep. Once more the door opened and the little man stepped in. "What will you give me if I spin this straw into gold for you?" he asked.
"The ring on my finger," answered the girl, and the little man took her ring. The he set the spinning wheel whirring, and before the night was over, he had spun all the straw into gleaming gold.
07 - Shortly after sunrise, the king returned. Piles of golden spools glowed in the morning light. The king rejoiced at the sight of so much gold, but still he was not satisfied.
He led the miller's daughter to a third, even bigger room that was filed high with straw. "Tonight you must spin this straw too," ordered the king. "And if you succeed, you shall become my wife." Because, he thought, I could not find a richer wife in all the world.
08 - When the king had left, the little man appeared for the third time. "What will you give me if I spin for you yet once more?" he asked.
"I have nothing else," the girl replied.
"Then promise that when you become queen, your first child will belong to me."
The miller's daughter gasped. How could she promise such a thing? Then she thought, but who knows whether that will ever happen? And as she could think of no other way to save herself, she promised, and the little man once again spun all the straw into gold.
09 - When the king came in the morning and found everything as he had wished, he married the miller's beautiful daughter, and she became a queen.
10 - a year passed, and the queen brought a handsome baby boy into the world. She gave scarcely a thought to the little man. But one day he appeared suddenly in her room. "Now give me what you promised me," he demanded.
The queen pleaded with the little man: He could take all the royal treasure if he would only let her keep her child. But her pleading was in vain. Then she began to weep so piteously that at last the little man was moved.
"I will give you three days," he said, "If by the end of that time you know my name, you may keep your child."
11 - Long into the night the queen sat, and through the next day, thinking over all the names she had ever heard.
That evening the little man returned. Beginning with Caspar, Melchior, and Balthazar, the queen recited every name she knew, one after another. But to each one the little man replied, "That is not my name."
12 - The second day the queen had inquiries made in town, searching for new names. And when the little man came that evening, she posed the strangest and most unusual ones to him. She tried Beastyribs and Leg O'Ram and Stringbones--but he would only reply, "That is not my name."
13 - Now the queen grew truly frightened, and she sent her most faithful servant into the woods to look for the little man. The servant searched through thickets and over clearings, deep into the forest. At last, near the top of a high hill, she spied him.
14 - He was riding on a cooking spoon around a great fire, and crying out:
I brew my beer, I bake my loaves,
And soon the queen's own son I'll claim.
O lucky me! For no one knows
That Rumpelstiltskin is my name!
The servant made her way back as fast as she could manage and at midday reached the castle. You can imagine how glad the queen was when she heard the name.
15 - Late that evening the little man arrived. "Now, Mrs. Queen," he said, "do you know my name or do I take the child?"
So the queen asked him, "Is your name Will?"
"No."
"Is your name Phil?'
"No."
"In that case, is your name Rumpelstiltskin?"
"The Devil told you that! The Devil told you that!" shrieked Rumpelstiltskin. And in a fury he jumped on his cooking spoon and flew out the window.
16 - And he never was heard from again.
Rapunzel长发姑娘(1998 Caldecott Medal Book)
01 - Long ago, there lived a man and a woman who had no children. As year followed year, this was their only sorrow. Then one spring, the wife felt her dress growing tight around her waist. Joyfully she said to her husband, "We are going to have a child at last."
02 - The wife liked to sit by a small window at the back of their house and look down into a beautiful garden. Flowers grew there, and rare fruits and herbs of every kind. The garden belonged to a sorceress, who had enclosed it on all sides with a high wall. No one ever dared to enter it.
One day, as the wife sat by the window, her eyes fixed on a bed of rapunzel. The herb looked so luxuriant, so green and thick and fresh, that she felt a terrible longing to taste it. Day after day her craving grew, until she began to suffer from it. She became pale and wretched, and said to her husband, "If I cannot eat some of the rapunzel from the garden behind our house, I am going to die."
03 - Her husband was alarmed to hear such desperate words. He loved his wife dearly, and saw no choice but to bring her some of the rapunzel.
Ten times, twenty times he circled the garden wall, but found neither door nor gate. So, lowering himself through the window at the back of the house, he climbed down into the sorceress' garden. Quickly he pulled up as much rapunzel as he could hold and scrambled back up through the window.
His wife made a salad of the roots and greens, and devoured it with a wild hunger. So intensely delicious was the taste that she nearly fainted as she ate. Yet the next day her craving for rapunzel was even fiercer than before.
04 & 05 - Once again the husband made his way down the wall and into the garden. But this time as he reached for the rapunzel, the sorceress rose up before him. "How dare you come here to steal my rapunzel!" she cried. "Oh, it will serve you ill!"
"Have mercy on me," the man begged. "My wife is carrying our child. She has seen your rapunzel from our window and conceived such a longing for it that she will die unless she can eat some. What am I to do?"
The sorceress considered his words. "If what you say is true, you may take the rapunzal that you need. But in return, you must give me the child your wife will bear."
The frightened busband did not know what to say. Rather than see his wife die, he agreed to the demand. And when the child was born, the sorceress appeared in the roon. She named the baby girl Rapunzel and carried her away.
06 - The sorceress cared for the baby, seeing to her every need. Rapunzel grew to be a child of rare beauty, with pale skin and an abundance of flowing red-gold hair. When she reached the age of twelve, the sorceress led her into the forest to live in a high tower.
07 - The tower was a great column rising in the middle of the woods. Although it looked narrow on the outside, on the inside it was large, with many elegant rooms. Yet no door led into this tower, and its only window was at the very top.
When the sorceress wished to enter, she stood below the window and called, "Rapunzel, Rapunzel, let down your hair." Then Rapunzel would unpin her silky braids, wind them around a hook on the window frame, and let them tumble all the way to the ground. The sorceress would grab hold of them and hoist herself up.
08 - For years, Rapunzel lived alone in her rooms above the treetops, visited only by the sorceress. Then one day a king's son came riding through the woods. As he neared the tower, he heard a voice sweeter than any he had ever known. It was Rapunzel, singing to the forest birds. Charmed by her voice, the prince fell deeply in love. He circled the tower ten times, twenty times, but found no entrance. "How strange this tower is," he said to himself, and felt he would die of sadness.
He inquired at the nearest houses, where he was told that the tower belonged to a sorceress, who was keeping a youny girl shut away inside. Day after day the prince returned, hoping to glimpse the girl whose sweet singing had moved him so.
09 - One morning he saw the sorceress appear below the window and call up, "Rapunzel, Rapunzel, let down your hair!"
At once the prince knew how he, too, might enter the tower.
The next evening he stood under the window and called, "Rapunzel, Rapunzel, let down your hair!" Rapunzel's hair came billowing down. The king's son took hold of it and pulled himself up.
"Heaven preserve me!" cried Rapunzel when the prince stepped through her window, for she had never set eyes on a man before. But he began to speak to her in such a friendly way that her fear was soon gone.
10 - "Your singing was so beautiful," the prince told her, "that I knew I must see your face, or my heart could have no peace." Rapunzel saw that he was young and handsome; in her own heart she felt a happiness she had never known. And when the prince, grown bold, proposed to marry her then and there, she consented. They held a ceremony in the tower, and every evening after that, he returned. The sorceress, who came only by day, knew nothing of his visits.
11 - One day when the sorceress entered the tower, Rapunzel said, "If you please, Stepmother, help me with my dress. It is growing so tight around my waist, it doesn't want to fit me anymore."
Instantly the sorceress understood what Rapunzel did not. "Oh, you wicked child!" she shrieked. "What do I hear you say? I thought I had kept you safe, away from the whole world, but you have betrayed me!"
12 - In a rage, she seized the braids and coils of Rapunzel's silky hair and sheared them off. Then she sent the miserable girl to a wild country, to live alone with no one to care for her. After some months in this wilderness, Rapunzel gave birth to twins, a boy and a girl.
13 - Once the sorceress had cast Rapunzel out of the tower, she gathered the cutoff hair and fastened it to the window-hook. That evening, when the prince called up, "Rapunzel, Rapunzel, let down your hair!" she let the hair cascade down. The poor prince pulled himself up to the window, only to be confronted by the sorceress, her eyes wild with fury. "So you have come to fetch your dearest darling?" she cried. "Well, you shall not see her again--Rapunzel is lost to you forever!"
Struck through with grief, the prince let go of the braids, and he plummeted to the ground.
14 & 15 - Although the fall should have killed him, the prince lived. But his eyes were hurt; he could no longer see. Wretched and blind, he stumbled from place to place, eating nothing but roots and berries, thinking of nothing but the loss of his beloved wife. After a year of wandering in such misery, he came into the same wilderness where Rapunzel was living with her children. There one day he heard a voice so dear to him that he rushed toward it. Rapunzel saw him and opened her arms to him, weeping.
16 - As Rapunzel embraced the prince, two of her tears fell into his eyes. Suddenly his vision grew clear; once again the prince could see.
He gazed at Rapunzel and at their two beautiful children. He looked up at the hills beyond the rocky landscape and knew that he was not lost. The prince led his family out of the wilderness toward his kingdom, where they were received with great joy.
17 - There they lived a long life, happy and content.
The Snail and the Whale 小海螺和大鲸鱼
The Snail and the Whale小海螺和大鲸鱼
By Julia Donaldson and Axel Scheffler
This is the tale of a tiny snailAnd a great bit, grey-blue humpback whale.
This is the rock as black as soot.And this is the snail with an itchy foot.
The sea snail slithered all over the rock.And gazed at the sea and the ships in the dock.As she gazed, she sniffed and sighed.“The sea is deep and the world is wide! How I long to sail!”Said the tiny snail.
These are the other snails in the flock,Who all stuck tight to the smooth black rock and said to the snail with the itchy foot, “Be quite! Don’t wiggle! Sit still! Stay put!”
But the tiny sea snail sniffed and sighed, then cried, “I’ve got it! I’ll hitch a ride!”This is the trail of the tiny snail, A silvery trail that looped and curled and said, “Ride wanted around the world.”
This is the whale who came one night. When the tide was high and the stars were bright, A humpback whale, immensely long, who sang to the snail a wonderful song of shimmering ice and coral caves and shooting stars and enormous waves.
And this is the tail Of the humpback whale. He held it out of the starlit sea, and said to the snail, “Come sail with me.”
This is the sea, so wild and free that carried the whale and the snail on his tail to towering icebers and far off lands.
With fiery mountains and golden sands.
These are the waves that arched and crashed and frolicked and sprayed and splashed the tiny snail on the tail of the whale.
These are the caves beneath the waves, where colorful fish with feathery fins and sharks with hideous toothy grins. Swam past the whale and the snail on his tail.
This is the sky so vast and high, Sometimes sunny and blue and warm. Sometimes filled with a thunderstorm, with zigzag lightning flashing and frightening. The tiny snail on the tail of the whale.
And she gazed at the sky, the sea, the land, the waves and the caves and the golden sand. She gazed and gazed, amazed by it all. And she said to the whale, “I feel so small.”
But then came the day the whale lost his way…
These are the speedboats, running a race, zigging and zooming all over the place. Upsetting the whale with their earsplitting roar. Making him swim too close to the shore.
This is the tide, slipping away,
And this is the whale lying beached in a bay,
“Quick, off the sand and back to the sea!, cried the snail. “I can’t move on the land. I’m too big.” moaned the whale. The snail felt helpless and terribly small, then cried “I‘ve got it and started to crawl.”“I must not fail,” said the tiny snail.
Then, “I’ve got it!” she cried, and started to crawl. “I must not fail!” said the tiny snail.
This is the bell on the school in the bay, ringing the children in the from their play. This is the teacher, holding her chalk, telling the class,
This is the board, as black as soot,
And this is the snail with the itchy foot!
“A snail! A snail!” The teacher turns pale. “Look!” say the children, “It’s leaving a trail!”.
This is the trail of the tiny snail, a silvery trail saying, “SAVE THE WHALE!”
These are the children, running from school fetching the firemen, digging a pool,
Squirting and spraying to keep the whale cool.
This is the tide coming into the bay,
And these are the villagers shouting, “Hooray!” And the whale and the snail travel safely away…
Back to the dock And the flock on the rock, who said, “How time’s flown!” and “Haven’t you grown!”
And the whale and the snail told their wonderful tale of shimmering ice and coral caves, and shooting stars and enormous waves, and how the snail, so small and frail, with her looping, curling, slivery trail, saved the life of the humpback whale.
And of how the snail, so small and frail, with her looping, curling, silvery trail, saved the life of the humpback whale.
Then the humpback whale held out his tail and on crawled snail after snail, after snail.
And they sang to the sea as they all set sail on the tail of the gray-blue humpback whale.