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英语故事集
TheBoyWhoCriedWolf
Thereoncewasashepherdboywhowasboredashesatonthehillsidewatchingthevillagesheep.Toamusehimselfhetookagreatbreathandsangout,"Wolf!
Wolf!
TheWolfischasingthesheep!
"
Thevillagerscamerunningupthehilltohelptheboydrivethewolfaway.Butwhentheyarrivedatthetopofthehill,theyfoundnowolf.Theboylaughedatthesightoftheirangryfaces.
"Don'tcry'wolf',shepherdboy,"saidthevillagers,"whenthere'snowolf!
"Theywentgrumblingbackdownthehill.
Later,theboysangoutagain,"Wolf!
Wolf!
Thewolfischasingthesheep!
"Tohisnaughtydelight,hewatchedthevillagersrunupthehilltohelphimdrivethewolfaway.
Whenthevillagerssawnowolftheysternlysaid,"Saveyourfrightenedsongforwhenthereisreallysomethingwrong!
Don'tcry'wolf'whenthereisNOwolf!
"
Buttheboyjustgrinnedandwatchedthemgogrumblingdownthehilloncemore.
Later,hesawaREALwolfprowlingabouthisflock.Alarmed,heleapedtohisfeetandsangoutasloudlyashecould,"Wolf!
Wolf!
"
Butthevillagersthoughthewastryingtofoolthemagain,andsotheydidn'tcome.
Atsunset,everyonewonderedwhytheshepherdboyhadn'treturnedtothevillagewiththeirsheep.Theywentupthehilltofindtheboy.Theyfoundhimweeping.
"Therereallywasawolfhere!
Theflockhasscattered!
Icriedout,"Wolf!
"Whydidn'tyoucome?
"
Anoldmantriedtocomforttheboyastheywalkedbacktothevillage.
"We'llhelpyoulookforthelostsheepinthemorning,"hesaid,puttinghisarmaroundtheyouth,"Nobodybelievesaliar...evenwhenheistellingthetruth!
"
TheLittleMatchGirl
Inthewinterof1845,apoorlittlegirltriedtosellmatchesinthestreetsforherfamily.Itwasacold,coldevening.Itwassnowingandpeopleinhorsecarriagesandinthestreetsdidnotnoticethelittlegirl...-Notuntilthenextmorning,whenshewaslyingquietinthesnow...
Onceuponatimealittlegirltriedtomakealivingbysellingmatchesinthestreet.
Thesnow-cladstreetsweredeserted.Frombrightlylitwindowscamethetinkleoflaughterandthesoundofsinging.Butthepoorlittlematchsellersatsadlybesidethefountain.Herraggeddressandwornshawldidnotkeepoutthecold.Shehadn'tsoldoneboxofmatchesalldayandshewasfrightenedtogohome,forherfatherwouldcertainlybeangry.
Thelittlegirl'sfingerswerestiffwithcold.Ifonlyshecouldlightamatch!
Butwhatwouldherfathersayatsuchawaste!
Falteringlyshetookoutamatchandlitit.Whatanicewarmflame!
Thelittlematchsellercuppedherhandoverit,andasshedidso,shemagicallysawinitslightabigbrightlyburningstove.
Sheheldoutherhandstotheheat,butjustthenthematchwentoutandthevisionfaded.Thenightseemeddarkerthanbeforeanditwasgettingcolder.
Afterhesitatingforalongtime,shestruckanothermatchonthewall,andthistimetheglimmerturnedthewallintoagreatsheetofcrystal.Beyondthatstoodafinetableladenwithfoodandlitbyacandlestick.Holdingoutherarmstowardstheplates,thelittlematchsellerseemedtopassthroughtheglass,butthenthematchwentoutandthemagicfaded.
Shelitthethirdmatchandanevenmorewonderfulthinghappened.TherestoodaChristmastreehungwithhundredsofcandles,glitteringwithtinselandcoloredballs."Oh,howlovely!
"exclaimedthelittlematchseller,holdingupthematch.Then,thematchburnedherfingerandflickeredout.
Scarcelyawareofwhatshewasdoing,thelittlematchsellerlitanothermatch.Thistime,shesawhergrandmother."Granny,staywithme!
"shepleaded,asshelitonematchaftertheother,sothathergrandmotherwouldnotdisappearlikealltheothervisions.
However,Grannydidnotvanish,butgazedsmilinglyather.Thensheopenedherarmsandthelittlegirlhuggedhercrying:
"Granny,takemeawaywithyou!
"
Acolddaydawnedandapalesunshoneonthefountainandtheicyroad.Closebylaythelifelessbodyofalittlegirlsurroundedbyspentmatches."Poorlittlething!
"exclaimedthepassersby."Shewastryingtokeepwarm!
"
Butbythattime,thelittlematchsellerwasfaraway,wherethereisneithercold,norhunger,norpain.
TheBear’sTail
Long,longago,thebearhadalongtail.Onecoldwintermorning,abearmetafoxwithsomefish.
“Goodmorning,MrFox.Howcanyougetsomanyfish?
”thebearasked.Thecunningfoxdecidedtomakefunofthebear.Sohesaid,“Igotthefishfromapond.FollowmeandIwillshowyouhowtocatchthem.”
Thefoxandthebearcametothefrozenpond.Therewasasmallholeintheice.“Sitdownhereandputyourtailthroughthisholeintheice.Youmustkeepyourtailthereforalongtime.It’sdifficultforeveryone,forthewaterisverycold.”Saidthefox.Thebearsatdown,noddinghishead.“Ifyoufeelthatagreatmanyfishbiteyourtail,youcanpullwithallyourmight,”saidthefox.
Thebearputhistailthroughtheholeintheice.Hefeltverycold.Toeatthefish,thebearinsisted.hewaitedandwaited.Itbecamedark.Thebear’stailpained.Hethoughtmanyfishmightbitehistail.Sohewasveryhappy.Hepulledandpulled,butnotasinglefishcameout.Worsethanthat,thepartofthetailwasfrozenintheice.Itcouldn’tcomeout.
Thewoundedbearwentslowlydowntheroad,“Iwillrevengethefox.”Butthecunningfoxhadalreadyhidden.
Fromthenon,thebearhadashorttail.
SandandStone
Twofriendswerewalkingthroughthedesert.Duringthejourneytheyhadanargument,andonefriendslappedtheotherintheface.
Theonewhogotslappedwashurt,butwithoutsayinganything,hewroteinthesand,“Todaymybestfriendslappedmeintheface.”
Theykeptonwalkinguntiltheyfoundanoasiswheretheydecidedtotakeabath.Theonewhohadbeenslappedgotstuckinthemireandstarteddrowning,buthisfriendsavedhim.
Afterherecoveredfromtheneardrowning,hewroteonastone:
“Todaymybestfriendsavedmylife.”
Thefriendwhohadslappedandsavedhimasked,“AfterIhurtyou,youwroteinthesandandnowyouwriteonastone,why?
”
Themanreplied,“whensomeonehurtsusweshouldwriteitdowninthesandwherewindsofforgivenesscaneraseitaway.Butwhensomeonedoessomethinggoodforus,wemustengraveitinthestonewherenowindcanevereraseit.”
Learntowriteyourhurtsinthesandandtocurveyourbenefitsinthestone.
ALittleAnt
Oncetherewasalittleant.Shewantedtogetmarried,andsheonlywantedtomarrythestrongestcreature.Butshedidn’tknowwhoisthestrongestcreature.Shesawthewindblowhousesdown.Soshewantedtomarrythewind.
Butthewindtoldthelittleantthathewasn’tthestrongestcreature.“Therewasatowerintheforest.Hehadstoodthereforathousandyearsagainstmyforce.Thetowerwasthestrongestcreature.”
“Whydoyouwanttomarryme?
”thetowerasked.
“Becauseyouarethestrongestcreatureintheworld.Youarestrongerthanthewind,”saidtheant.
“Youareright,I’mstrongerthanthewind.ButI’mnotthestrongestcreatureintheworld.Look,howI’mdamaged!
Can’tyouguesswhohasdonethistome?
It’syou,ants.”
Atlast,thelittleantmarriedherownkind,becausetheywerethestrongestcreature.
LifeIsanEcho
Iamsurethatyouhaveheardthestoryofthelittleboy,whoshoutedtohismotheringreatangerthathehatedher.Then,perhapsfearingpunishment,heranoutofthehousetothehillsideandshoutedtothevalley,“Ihateyou.Ihateyou.Ihateyou.”Backfromthevalleycametheecho,“Ihateyou.Ihateyou.Ihateyou.”Theboyranintothehouseandtoldhismothertherewasalittleboyinthevalleysayinghehatedhim.Hismothertookhimbacktothehillsideandtoldhimtoshout,”Iloveyou.Iloveyou.Iloveyou.”Thelittleboydidashismothersayandthistimehediscoveredtherewasanicelittleboyinthevalleysaying,”Iloveyou.Iloveyou.Iloveyou.”
Lifeisanecho.Whatyousendoutcomesback.Whatyousow----youreap.Whatyougive----youget.Whatyouseeinothersexistsinyou.
TheWheelofFortune
Somepeoplebelievethatwearebornluckyorunlucky.TheythinkthatifwearebornwhentheWheelofFortuneisatthetop,weshallbeluckyinlife.IfwearebornwhentheWheelofFortuneisatthebottom,weshallbeunluckyinlife.
InIraqtheytellthestoryoftwobrothers,AhmedandAbdul.Fromthemomenthewasborn,Ahmedseemedtohavegoodluck.Whenhebecameaman,hewassuccessfulineverythinghedid.’youwereborn,’saidhismother,’whentheWheelofFortunewasatthetop.’
Abdulseemedtohaveonlybadluck.Whenhebecameaman,hefailedineverythinghedid.’Youwereborn,’hismothertoldhim,’whentheWheelofFortunewasatthebottom.’
Oneday,Ahmedthought,’ImusthelppoorAbdul.Heneedsmoneybadly.Buthe’sproud.Hewon’tacceptanymoney.WhatcanIdo?
’Ahmedthoughtabouttheproblemallday.Thenheknewwhattodo.EverymorningAbdulwalkedfromhishousetohisworkshop.AhmedputabagofmoneyonthepathforAbdultofind.Thenhehidbehindatree.
AsAbdulwalkedtowork,hesawtheflowersandthetrees.Hethoughttohimself,‘howluckyIamtobeabletosee.Itmustbesadtobeblind.I’llwalkwithmyeyesclosedforawhile.ThenI’llknowwhatit’sliketobeblind.’
Abdulputhishandsoverhiseyesanddidnotseethebagofmoneyonthepathinfrontofhim.Hewalkedstraightpastit.Ashepassed,Abdulthought,‘it’strueabouttheWheelofFortune.Ifsomeoneisbornwhenitisatthebottom,thereisnothinganyonecandotohelphim.’
TheCleverParrot
Amanhadaparrot.Itwasaverybeautifulbirdandeverydaytheman