好饿的毛毛虫｜The Very Hungry Caterpillar

原著作者｜艾瑞·卡尔

• On moonlit leaves, a tiny egg lay still
• Stars twinkled and wind gently blew
• Morning came, the sun slowly climbed the hill
• The first golden light fell on the shell, crack, a crack appeared
• The little creature pushed hard, the shell broke in two
• A tiny green worm wiggled out, so small, so soft
• Its tummy rumbled, so hungry, so hungry
• Monday, the orchard smelled of apples
• Red apples hung on branches, dewdrops sparkling bright
• The worm looked up at the apple, opened wide
• Chomp, sweet juice flowed into its mouth
• But still hungry, tummy rumbled on
• Tuesday, pears bent the branches down
• Yellow pears like little lanterns, swaying to and fro
• One bite, so juicy, filling the mouth with water
• Mm, so sweet, the worm's eyes squinted with delight
• But still hungry, tummy rumbled on
• Wednesday, purple plums grew ripe
• Round plums hung in clusters, like strings of gems
• The worm crawled over, gently took a bite
• Tart and sweet spread through its mouth
• Still not full, the worm wiggled about
• Thursday, strawberries turned red
• Under green leaves they hid, red strawberries giving off sweet fragrance
• The worm burrowed under the leaves, found one
• Bite, soft and sweet
• But still hungry, tummy rumbled on
• Friday, oranges hung everywhere
• Round oranges, orange and round, their skin full of tiny holes
• The worm bit hard, juice squirted out
• Thin-skinned and juicy, so sweet
• But still hungry, tummy rumbled on
• Saturday, junk food beckoned
• Cake, cookies, ice cream, sweet smells wafting over
• The worm couldn't resist, rushed over, gobbling it down
• So sweet, so good, more, give me more
• Suddenly, tummy hurt, hurt so bad
• The worm clutched its belly, rolling on the ground
• Sunday, leaves swayed gently
• A tender green leaf drifted down, landing right beside the worm
• The worm crawled onto the leaf, took a bite
• Cool and refreshing, tummy stopped aching
• The worm rested in the leaf's shade, and let out a comfortable sigh
• Days passed, the worm grew bigger
• Body getting round and plump, skin feeling tight
• The worm felt so tired, found a branch
• It spun a thin strand of silk, wrapping itself in it
• A white cocoon hung from the branch, swaying gently
• The worm slept inside the cocoon, dreaming many dreams
• One day, crack, the cocoon broke open
• The worm crawled out, shook its wings
• Oh, what is this, wings gleaming with light
• Blue, green, orange, purple, rainbow patterns
• The worm spread its wings and flew up
• Wind held the wings, gently floating toward the sky
• I'm a butterfly, the worm turned with joy
• In the garden, flowers opened petals waiting
• The butterfly flew over meadows, over streams, toward the far horizon