每天五分钟听经典英文故事，读绘本，磨耳朵。一桩迷雾荒原上的诅咒奇案，福尔摩斯如何识破幽灵猎犬背后的真凶。 Sherlock Holmes and Doctor Watson lived at 221B Baker Street in London One autumn morning, a country doctor named Mortimer came to see them He held an old, yellowed paper in his hands "The Baskerville family," he said, "has been cursed for many, many years" Long ago, a wild man named Hugo Baskerville chased a girl across the moor He set his hounds after her When his friends found him, he lay on the dark moor with his throat torn open A huge black hound stood over him, with fire in its eyes Since that night, the men of the Baskerville family died alone on the moor, one by one Now the curse seemed to strike again Sir Charles Baskerville was found dead on the Yew Alley outside the great house His face was frozen in fear Beside him in the muddy ground were the footprints of a huge hound Doctor Mortimer was afraid for the next heir He was a young man named Sir Henry, who had just come home from Canada If the curse was real, he would be the next to die Holmes didn't go to Devonshire at once He sent Watson to go with Sir Henry to Baskerville Hall "Write to me," he said, "and tell me everything that happens" The old house was huge and cold At night the wind blew in from the moor, like something roaring far away On the moor, Watson met a naturalist named Stapleton and his sister The sister was lovely, but she said one thing to Sir Henry that Watson never forgot "Go back to London," she whispered "Don't stay on the moor" Sir Henry didn't listen He was falling in love with the girl Strange things followed The housekeeper's wife crept out at night to bring food to a convict on the moor, her own brother Watson saw a lone figure standing far off in the mist Then came the terrible night The convict was found dead, wearing Sir Henry's old clothes Something huge had torn his throat "It was the hound," people said "The hound mistook him for Sir Henry" Just when Watson was losing hope, he found a man hiding in a little stone hut on the moor It was Holmes He had been there all along And Holmes told the whole truth There was no curse at all Stapleton, the quiet naturalist, was the real Baskerville He had come to the moor in secret He had spread the legend and bought a giant hound, and he painted it with phosphorus so that it glowed in the dark First he scared Sir Charles to death, for Sir Charles had a weak heart Now he meant to kill Sir Henry and take the whole estate His so-called sister was really his wife, and he kept her locked up, beaten and bruised That night, the fog rolled in over the moor Stapleton laid a trap and sent Sir Henry walking home alone through the mist The hound sprang out, glowing green, with a low growl rolling in its throat Guns roared Holmes, Watson, and Inspector Lestrade all fired at once The giant hound fell into the mud and never rose again Stapleton turned and ran toward the marsh, the mire that swallows men whole The next morning, people found a line of footprints leading into the deep marsh, and then nothing Sir Henry was very ill, and he was sent away to rest When he came home, the fog had lifted And the house was quiet at night again The eyes in the dark never gleamed again

每天五分钟听经典英文故事，读绘本，磨耳朵。祖孙一场公交车之旅，一路问答间学会在平凡生活里看见并分享身边的美。 It was Sunday and the rain had just started to fall as CJ and his nana stepped out of the church They stood under a gray sky at the bus stop and rain tapped on Nana's flowered umbrella CJ looked up and asked "Why do we have to stand in the rain to wait for the bus" Nana smiled and said "Look the big tree is drinking too It's been thirsty all week" A car slid past them and CJ's friend Colby sat inside waving The car drove away warm and dry and CJ whispered "Why don't we have a car" Nana didn't hesitate "Don't we have a big bus that breathes fire and the driver even does magic" The bus pulled up the door opened and the driver winked at CJ On the bus CJ saw two older boys each with big headphones bobbing their heads to the beat "Why don't I have one of those" he asked and Nana pointed out the window "Somebody out there is sitting under a tree listening to the birds sing That one doesn't need charging and it can't be plugged into your ears" The bus rolled on and a blind man stepped aboard with his guide dog "Why can't he see" CJ asked and Nana said "Some people see with their ears" CJ went quiet and watched the blind man's ear twitch like he was hearing something very soft The bus passed an old dirty road with faded paint on the walls and a trash can tipped by the curb "It's dirty here" CJ said and Nana said "The more you stand in a dirty place the better you can see what is truly beautiful" A man with a guitar sat down and strummed a few chords and the music spread like water CJ closed his eyes and heard it climb high then settle softly onto everyone When he opened his eyes everyone on the bus was smiling and even the guide dog slowly wagged its tail The driver called out "Market Street last stop" CJ knew this road well with cracks in the ground and broken bottles by the wall "Why is it always here" he asked and Nana said "The most beautiful things are often right in front of your eyes" They walked into a low building on Market Street and warmth and the smell of good food rushed out CJ saw so many familiar faces Somebody waved at him somebody called his name Nana put on an apron and ladled food onto plate after plate and CJ stood on his tiptoes to pass the plates along He looked at the people holding their plates and said "Nana I'm glad we came" Nana looked at him and said nothing She just smiled bright as the brightest lamp in the room

每天五分钟听经典英文故事，读绘本，磨耳朵。美国公使一家搬进闹鬼古宅，用实用主义把老幽灵整得灰头土脸，直到小女儿弗吉尼亚用怜悯让他安息。 Canterville Chase was up for sale, but no one in England would even ask about the price, because the old house was haunted Lord Canterville was honest with every buyer, he told them a ghost lived here, that it had been in the house for three hundred years, and that it appeared whenever a member of the family was about to die The buyer was Mr. Otis, an American minister, he only laughed and said that suited him fine, they would take the house, the furniture, and the ghost too The family moved in on a July evening, in the library, in front of the fireplace, there was a dark red stain on the floor Mrs. Umney, the housekeeper, lowered her voice and whispered that it was the blood of the lady Sir Simon killed in 1575, and that in three hundred years, no one had ever been able to wash it away Washington said nothing, he pulled out his American stain remover, knelt down, and scrubbed the stain away The next morning the stain was gone, but on the third morning, it came back, even brighter than before So it went on and on, the stain was scrubbed away, and back it came, again and again, neither of them would give up That night, a long hallway echoed with the sound of heavy chains dragging across the stone floor The door opened by itself, and an old man stood in the doorway His eyes were red, his long gray hair fell to his shoulders, and rusty chains were wrapped all around him, a low moan rose from his throat Mr. Otis stepped out in his dressing gown and placed a small bottle of oil in the ghost's hand, telling him his chains were far too noisy, and that he really should oil them Before he could finish, the twins poked their heads out from under the covers, one on each side, and two pillows flew through the air The old man stood frozen in the doorway, and at last, without a word, he drifted back to his own room, for the first time in three hundred years, he knew what shame felt like His name was Simon, and he had once been the master of this house, he had killed his own wife, and his wife's brothers had locked him in a secret room and left him to starve After that, he became a ghost, and he kept what little dignity he had left by frightening people He put on heavier chains, wrapped himself in armor, and dressed up as a headless knight, in the middle of the night, he let out screams loud enough to rattle the windows But not one person in this family was ever afraid Mrs. Otis handed him a bottle of medicine for his stomach, the twins spread butter on the stairs he always used, and set a hollowed pumpkin with a candle inside to look like a ghost Again and again he slipped, again and again he bumped into doors, until at last he hid in the darkest corner and didn't come out at all Then, one afternoon, he met the youngest daughter, Virginia, upstairs, the girl didn't scream when she saw him, and she didn't run She looked at his drooping shoulders and asked him softly why he was so sad For a long moment, he couldn't speak, then he told her about those three hundred years, about his hunger, and how much he wanted to stop, and how he could never stop On the window of the library, there were words carved into the glass, saying that when a golden-haired girl prays for a sinner and sheds a tear, this house will be at peace, and he may at last lie down and rest Virginia understood, and she told him that she would help him She followed him to a wall, the wall slowly opened, and inside it was dark, with no bottom in sight That evening, no one in the family could find Virginia, the twins searched every cupboard, and her mother stood in the rain, calling her name again and again When the sky grew dark, still no one had seen her, at midnight, a storm beat hard against the roof Suddenly, the wooden panel of the library slid open, and there stood Virginia, her hair was wet, and in her arms she held a small box She told them not to ask where he had gone, that he was so pitiful, and that now he was dead at last She opened the box, inside were jewels left for her, and a thank-you that couldn't be spoken aloud Later, in a secret room deep inside the house, they found the bones of Sir Simon, with the chains still wrapped around his wrists, they buried him in the old graveyard The bloodstain never appeared again, and the whole house fell quiet Many years later, someone asked about the ghost, Virginia only smiled She said it was a secret she would keep for the rest of her life She said the ghost had taught her one thing, that pity is stronger than death

每天五分钟听经典英文故事，读绘本，磨耳朵。贫苦樵夫阿里巴巴意外发现芝麻开门宝藏，招来杀身之祸，全凭机智女仆马尔基娜三次化险为夷。 In the deep mountains of Persia there lived a poor woodcutter named Ali Baba His rich brother Cassim ate well with his wife, while Ali Baba could hardly feed his own family One day Ali Baba heard the thunder of many horses and saw yellow dust fill the sky Forty riders galloped up, each with a long sword at his side Their captain stood before a huge rock and cried out, "Open, Sesame" The rock split open, and inside lay a cave piled high with gold and silver When the riders left, Ali Baba called out the same magic words and stepped inside He took only a few bags of gold, just enough to keep his family well But those few bags of gold would soon bring great danger to his door His brother's wife smeared wax on the bottom of the scale and found a gold coin stuck there That night Cassim forced his poor brother to tell him the secret of the cave The next morning Cassim drove ten donkeys up the mountain and cried, "Open, Sesame" He filled bag after bag with treasure until he heard horses outside But in his fear he forgot the magic words and shouted barley and wheat instead The stone door would not move, no matter what name he called The thieves found Cassim, cut him into four pieces, and hung them at the cave door Ali Baba crept up the mountain and froze when he saw what had happened He carried the body home in secret, too afraid to tell a single soul Then the clever maidservant Morgiana stepped forward with a plan She brought a blindfolded tailor to sew the broken body whole again The family told the whole town that Cassim had died of a sudden sickness The forty thieves found the body gone and knew someone else shared their secret The captain drew a white chalk circle on Ali Baba's gate in the night Morgiana saw it and drew the same circle on every gate along the street The thieves came and stamped their feet in fury at dozens of white circles Then the captain dressed as an oil merchant and sent his men to hide in great oil jars At night Morgiana heard a whisper from a jar, "Is it time yet" She boiled oil and poured it into every jar to burn the hidden thieves Later the captain returned as a silk merchant, but Morgiana knew his eyes at once While she danced she drove a dagger into the captain's heart and saved the family Ali Baba thanked her with tears, and Morgiana married into his family and lived in joy And the stone door with its treasure stayed shut, while the mountain wind blew year after year

每天五分钟听经典英文故事，读绘本，磨耳朵。一个挥霍的年轻人七次出海冒险，用机智与勇气在死亡边缘换回财富的传奇故事。 In the busiest street of Baghdad, a porter leaned against a rich merchant's wall to catch his breath He carried a sack of rice on his back His name was Sinbad, just like the owner of the house But their lives were as different as night and day He looked up at the carved door and sighed The door opened The owner invited him in, served him food and wine, and asked why he sighed The porter said, "I carry rice all day longI earn less than the price of half a chickenhow come you live in such a big house and wear such fine clothes" The owner laughed "Do you think this house came freesit down, and I'll tell you how I got everything I own" When I was young, my father left me a lot of money I spent it on parties and fun In a few years, it was all gone When I had nothing left but a bed, I sold the bed I bought goods and sailed away with the merchants I told myself, either I win back my father's fortune, or I die at sea On my first voyage, our ship stopped by a small island We went ashore to build a fire and cook Suddenly, the "island" began to move It wasn't an island at all It was a giant whale, fast asleep The whale got scared and dove into the sea The ship sailed away without me I grabbed a piece of wood and drifted on the sea for a whole day and night A merchant ship picked me up By luck, my old ship's goods were still safe, and the captain gave them all back to me I sold the goods, made a good profit, and went home to Baghdad But I didn't keep that money for long On my second voyage, I overslept on a desert island When I woke up, the ship was gone All alone, I found a huge egg It was a roc's egg I tied myself to the bird's leg When the roc flew, it carried me into the Valley of Diamonds That valley was full of diamonds, everywhere you looked But giant snakes, thick as tree trunks, coiled at the bottom Anyone who landed there would die I filled a bag with diamonds Then I saw a piece of meat fall from the mountaintop, and a huge eagle swooped down to grab it Then I understood The merchants on the mountaintop used meat to lure the eagles, so the birds would carry diamonds up to them So I tied myself to a piece of meat An eagle carried me up to the mountaintop The merchants were shocked I shared my diamonds with them and took a bag home to Baghdad On my third voyage, a storm blew our ship to the land of cannibals A giant roasted my friends one by one on a spit My friends and I took red-hot iron rods and poked out the giant's eyes We ran to the sea and built a raft The giant chased us with his friends and threw stones They sank our raft, and two of my friends were caught and eaten I drifted alone to another island, where a group of merchants saved me I came home with new wealth My fourth voyage was the closest I ever came to death After my ship was wrecked, I drifted to an island of savages The people there caught us and fed us grass, fattening us up like animals before they ate us My friends were eaten one by one But I refused to eat the grass I grew thin as a stick, so nobody paid me any mind One night, I slipped away I climbed over the mountain and reached a polite country, where I got married But my wife fell sick and died In that land, when a wife dies, the husband must be buried with her They threw me into a deep pit The pit was full of food and water left by earlier burials, and full of bones too I lived on that food One day, a wild beast crawled in through a hole in the wall I followed it and found a way out I climbed out of the pit, and some passing merchants saved me I went home to Baghdad with treasure On my fifth voyage, I met something even scarier A white-bearded old man climbed onto my shoulders, and he wouldn't get off They call him the Old Man of the Sea He rode me by day and by night He ate and slept on my back He used me like a donkey, and I carried him for years Then one day, I picked grapes and made wine The old man drank too much and fell into a deep sleep I threw him off my shoulders, and he fell to the ground and died At last I was free I caught a ship and went home On my sixth voyage, my ship was wrecked again I drifted to an island covered with jewels There I found an underground river I built a raft and floated down it for days and nights Some merchants downstream fished me out They sent me home to Baghdad Only then did I learn that the river ran all the way to the edge of Baghdad On my seventh voyage, I ran into pirates, and they sold me as a slave My master made me shoot elephants with a bow and arrow to get their ivory Day after day, I shot arrows into the elephant herd Then one day, the elephants led me to a secret place It was piled high with ivory It was the elephants' own graveyard, where they came to bury their kind I told my master the secret, and he gave me a big share of the treasure With ivory and gold, I came back to Baghdad one last time Sinbad finished his story He looked at the porter and said, "You ask me why I live in such a big houseseven voyages, and seven times I nearly died at seaI barely escaped with my lifethis house was bought with my life" He told his steward to bring a bag of gold coins and gave it to the porter Porter Sinbad took the coins and couldn't speak From that day on, the two Sinbads were friends And the porter never sighed at the street corner again

每天五分钟听经典英文故事,读绘本,磨耳朵。一个穷裁缝之子用神灯改写命运,从地底到王座,守护挚爱的奇幻冒险。

每天五分钟听经典英文故事,读绘本,磨耳朵。一个关于自我认同的温暖童话,名字不是标签,是你活过的痕迹。 Xiao Man lived high up in a tall apartment building Looking down from his balcony, cars looked like rolling tin cans, and people like scattered sesame seeds But in this city, the most important thing really was cans Not canned meat, not canned peaches, but name cans Everyone got a name can on the day they were born Dad's can was deep blue, like the sea at midnight Mom's was cream white with tiny flowers on it Uncle Wang sold breakfast downstairs, his gold can always smelled like fried dough His classmate Lily had a pink can, covered in sparkles and star stickers Xiao Man's can was a plain red tin can His name was written by his mom in black marker Xiao Man loved his red can Every morning he'd polish it first thing, every night he'd check the lid was tight Names were well-behaved little things, they wouldn't run off if you kept them sealed But one morning, something went wrong Xiao Man reached for his can on the nightstand It felt lighter than usual He lifted the lid and looked inside, it was empty He shook it upside down, no glowing name jumped out He checked under the bed, under the pillow, in every drawer He even looked inside his socks Nothing His name was gone Xiao Man ran downstairs in a panic Uncle Wang was setting up his stall, his gold can glinting on the counter Xiao Man asked if he'd seen his name Uncle Wang looked down and smiled, asking if he wanted to buy fried dough Uncle Wang didn't recognize him anymore Xiao Man ran to school Lily had her pink can on the desk, kids crowded around to see the sparkles Xiao Man pushed through and asked about his red can Lily tilted her head and asked who he was Even his best friend didn't know him The bell rang The teacher opened the roll and read every name She read the whole book, but never said Xiao Man Xiao Man raised his hand and opened his mouth No sound came out People without names don't even get to say "here" He ran out of school and into the park An old grandpa was watering flowers by the bed His can was dark and worn, the label rubbed away like old stone Xiao Man asked if he'd ever lost his name too The old man looked at him for a long time, then smiled He didn't answer, he just kept watering his flowers Water landed on petals, the petals trembled, and drops rolled into the soil Xiao Man sat by the fountain, staring at his blurry reflection Without a name, he looked like a fuzzy shadow If nobody can call your name, do you really exist Just then, a ball of orange fur rubbed against his ankle It was Tangerine The stray cat he'd been feeding for a whole month Tangerine had no can, no tag, no collar Nobody in this city had ever given her a name But Xiao Man knew her She was Tangerine when she chased butterflies She was Tangerine when she rolled in the sun belly-up She was Tangerine when she waited at the gate at three for dried fish Nobody gave Tangerine a name can, but Xiao Man knew exactly who she was He watched her chase a butterfly into the grass He watched her jump on a bench and curl up to wash her face She turned her head suddenly, and looked straight at him with round yellow eyes Xiao Man stood up and ran home He didn't check trash cans or ask strangers He ran to his room and closed the door He took out crayons and drew an orange cat on paper He gave the cat wings, flying high above the clouds He dipped his fingers in blue paint, and pressed handprints all over the page He opened the window and sang his favorite song as loud as he could He sang loud and off-key, so loud the neighbors peeked out to see He laughed as he sang, and tears rolled down his face A tear dropped onto his red tin can That's when something floated in through the window A tiny glowing character landed softly in his palm It was the first part of his name He held his breath A few seconds later, another character floated in It was the second part The two characters sat quietly in his hand, like two tiny awake fireflies He gently placed them back in the red can, and closed the lid He looked down at the can It had marks on it now A streak of blue crayon, a dusty cat paw print, a smudge of grease, a teardrop "Xiao Man, dinner's ready," his mom called from the kitchen "Coming," he shouted back He opened the door, the smell of tomato and eggs filled the hall Dad was setting chopsticks, Mom was scooping rice Neither of them noticed a thing They didn't need to open a can to know When they called his name, he was right there That night before bed, he put the red can back He didn't seal the lid tight He left a little crack open What if his name wanted to go for a walk again That was okay He knew how to call it back

每天五分钟听经典英文故事，读绘本，磨耳朵｜孤女朱迪在神秘资助人的帮助下走进大学，用一封封书信书写成长，遇见爱与归属的暖心经典。 Every first Wednesday of the month,the John Grier Home felt like a trial Ninety-seven children had to be scrubbed clean The bedsheets couldn't have a single wrinkle When the trustees arrived,the children could only say"Yes, sir"or"No, sir" Eighteen-year-old Jerusha worked from five in the morning till evening,mopping floors,making sandwiches,and looking after a whole room of little ones When the trustees finally left,she saw a man crossing the hall His car's headlights shone through the door,stretching his shadow tall and thin His arms and legs looked like a daddy longlegs spider She didn't know it yet,but that shadow would change her whole life The superintendent called Jerusha into her office One of the trustees,who wouldn't give his name,had read her essay,"Blue Wednesday" It was a funny piece about inspection day at the orphanage He wasn't angry He thought she had a real gift for writing He wanted to pay for four years of college,all her tuition and living costs There was just one condition She had to write him a letter every month about her studies and her life The letters were to go to"Mr John Smith,"and he would never write back Jerusha rode a train for the first time She had a little room all to herself for the first time She also learned that other children grew up with Christmas gifts,letters from family,and bedtime stories Her childhood had only been bells,rules,and rows of small beds She didn't like the name the superintendent had picked for her So she used the only nickname she'd had as a child,Judy And the benefactor she'd only seen as a shadow,she called him"Daddy-Long-Legs" College days were so bright they made her dizzy Sally was warm and friendly Julia came from a wealthy New York family They talked about books,plays,and trips that Judy had never heard of The other girls had grown up reading"Little Women" Judy didn't read it until college,when she bought a copy in secret and caught up She read one book after another,slowly filling in the gaps She bombed exams She argued with her teachers,only to find out she'd been wrong She even lost her temper with Daddy-Long-Legs in her letters He stayed silent Now and then,his secretary sent a check or a short reply But Judy still wrote her monthly letters like family news She wrote about fallen leaves on the basketball court She wrote about trying on real gloves for the first time She wrote about failed essays and about her dream of becoming a writer A girl who had never had a home first imagined a family on paper,someone she could talk to That first summer,she didn't have to go back to the orphanage She went to Lock Willow Farm instead,with its hills,cows,orchards,and free wind For the first time,she didn't have to keep looking over her shoulder,afraid someone would drag her back She learned the farm had once belonged to Julia's uncle,Jervis Pendleton Mrs Semple,who ran the farm,still called him"Master Jervie" Then Jervis came to visit He climbed hills with Judy,fished,read books,and told her plainly when her stories were too fancy They laughed at the same things In her letters to Daddy-Long-Legs,Judy mentioned him more and more She didn't realize the man who'd sent her to this farm and the man who read her letters were the same person Judy's stories came back again and again She rewrote them again and again At last,one story earned her fifty dollars She also won a two-year scholarship for her grades Daddy-Long-Legs didn't want her to take it For the first time,Judy refused to obey She was grateful for his help,but she didn't want to live her whole life as someone who just received charity She wanted to pay her own way She hoped he'd use the saved money to send another orphan girl to school After college,Judy stayed at Lock Willow to write She finally wrote about the place she knew best and most wanted to escape,the orphanage itself The story was bought,printed in a magazine,then published as a book She sent the thousand dollars she'd earned to Daddy-Long-Legs She told him she still owed him a lot,but she could at least start paying him back Just then,Jervis asked her to marry him Judy loved him But she thought of the Pendleton name and of how she didn't even know who her parents were She was afraid that one day Jervis would regret it So she said no,without explaining why Jervis thought she was in love with Sally's brother,Jimmy,and he left with that misunderstanding For almost two months,Judy heard nothing from him She only learned from Julia's letters that he'd been caught in a storm while hunting in Canada and had come down with pneumonia Judy couldn't bear it anymore She wrote to Daddy-Long-Legs,begging to see him just once She wanted to ask this family she'd never met face to face whether she should go back and tell Jervis the truth After a few days,an invitation came at last On an October morning,Judy left the farm before dawn She took the train to New York and walked once around a tall,quiet house before she found the courage to ring the bell The butler led her into a dim study By the fireplace,a man still weak from illness sat wrapped in a blanket in an armchair When he heard her name,he held the back of the chair and slowly stood up It was Jervis Judy thought he'd just come to help her meet Daddy-Long-Legs Then Jervis smiled and held out his hand "Dear little Judy,haven't you guessed by now,I'm Daddy-Long-Legs" The trips he'd turned down,the farm he'd arranged,the feelings he always seemed to know ahead of time,all at once,they made sense They only had half an hour before the doctor sent Judy away When she got back to Lock Willow,the woods had sunk into the night But the stars shone brighter than they ever had before The next day,she wrote her last letter The name at the top was no longer just a father she'd imagined,and no longer just Jervis,the man she loved The girl who had grown up without a home had always felt the world had barely taken her in Now she could finally write at the bottom of her letter,"We truly belong to each other"

每天五分钟听经典英文故事，读绘本，磨耳朵。狼孩莫格里在丛林中成长，在野兽与人类之间寻找归属，历经考验学会勇气与法则。 Deep in the Seeonee Hills of India, the night was dry and hot Father Wolf and Mother Wolf Raksha had just heard their cubs stir, when a heavy, hoarse voice came from the cave mouth It was Shere Khan the lame tiger He had attacked a human camp, and a man and woman had run for their lives, leaving their tiny baby behind in the jungle He'd lost the grown-ups, but he'd smelled the child He followed the scent to the wolf den and demanded the "man's cub" Raksha stepped in front of her cubs She didn't back down Bagheera the black panther stepped out of the shadows He had brought a freshly killed bull In the jungle, a bull can buy a life He used the bull to buy the human boy's right to live with the pack Old Akela the wolf chief nodded his head Baloo the brown bear volunteered to be the boy's teacher, to teach him the Law of the Jungle and every animal's language They named him Mowgli It means "frog", because he was bare and smooth, with no fur at all And so Mowgli grew up with the wolf pack He didn't remember humans, or his parents, or the night Shere Khan had hunted him He only remembered the warmth of Raksha's belly, and Bagheera's cool fur as they hunted at night And he remembered Baloo's deep, patient voice, saying the Law of the Jungle again and again The jungle had laws The only ones who didn't follow them were the monkey people, and every tribe looked down on them But the monkeys came to Mowgli anyway, promising a world with no rules Mowgli went with them He thought freedom meant never following rules Later, Kaa the python saved him Kaa was the oldest creature in the jungle, his body able to rise from the ground to the treetops After that day, Mowgli understood that a place without laws isn't freedom It's chaos But Shere Khan kept waiting He waited for Akela to grow old The pack rule was simple, if a wolf chief missed his kill, he was no longer fit to lead Shere Khan bribed the young wolves with meat, winning them over one by one He told them Akela was old, that it was time for him to step down, and time to give up the man's cub Bagheera told Mowgli all of this ahead of time He also told him something else, that humans had something every animal feared Fire They called it the Red Flower Mowgli went to the human village and stole fire from a clay pot He didn't know what fire was, but by the time he ran back, his hands were covered in blisters On the Council Rock in the moonlight, Akela was about to be killed Mowgli burst in, holding the pot of fire He flung fire at Shere Khan's face, scorching the whiskers on one side He waved the burning stick at the bribed wolves, and they tucked their tails and backed away Mowgli told Shere Khan he would come back and kill him Then he turned and walked into the human village He was not yet ten years old In the village lived a woman named Messua The moment she saw Mowgli, she cried and said he was her child, the one the tiger had carried away years ago Mowgli couldn't speak the human language, but Messua taught him word by word He learned quickly He slept in a bed, ate cooked food, and learned to bend down and plow the fields He didn't forget Shere Khan His wolf brother Grey Brother watched the tiger's moves from the jungle edge Shere Khan was older now, and lamer too, but he still waited He slept in the valley outside the village, waiting for the day Mowgli was alone Mowgli didn't wait for him He split the village buffalo herd into two groups He led one, and Grey Brother led the other They charged into the valley from both ends at once Horns and hooves crowded the narrow valley floor Shere Khan had nowhere to run He died under the buffalo's trampling feet Mowgli skinned the tiger, threw the pelt over his shoulders, and walked back to the Council Rock He spread the skin on the spot where Shere Khan used to sit The wolves who had betrayed him lowered their heads and dared not look at him But the village didn't want him anymore The villagers saw he could command buffalo and talk to wolves They called him a demon and drove him out with stones Messua was punished too Mowgli stood in the clearing between the village and the jungle Neither place felt like home He stayed in the jungle for a few more years, hunting with his four wolf brothers Baloo and Bagheera still sat with him in the moonlight, just like before But something had changed In the spring of his seventeenth year, a strange restlessness stirred inside him All the hinds were running, all the birds were molting, Kaa shed his skin, and Baloo grew a new coat Mowgli had everything he needed, but he couldn't sit still He ran to the village edge and watched human life from far away He didn't go in He just watched That night, when he returned to Baloo and Bagheera, he suddenly cried Jungle animals never cried in front of others Baloo and Bagheera watched him in silence They said nothing They knew what it was He said goodbye to his four wolf brothers, to Baloo, to Bagheera Bagheera just rubbed his head against Mowgli's leg He walked down the hillside, toward the human world he'd never truly belonged to Behind him was the jungle that had raised him Ahead of him were the humans he hadn't yet learned to understand

每天五分钟听经典英文故事，读绘本，磨耳朵。一个少年跟随教授从火山口进入地心，经历了一场惊心动魄的地下冒险。 Professor Lidenbrock burst into the study and Axel knew his uncle had gone mad again He clutched an old parchment full of strange symbols from a twelfth-century Icelandic book Axel tried to slip away but the professor grabbed him Sit down the professor said this is Saknussemm's secret code The two of them worked on that parchment all night long Axel's head spun from hunger his fingers traced the symbols by chance Then he froze Read backwards it was a single message Go down from the crater shadow of Sneffels and you'll reach the center of the earth I did it Arne Saknussemm The professor decided to leave right away Not tomorrow not next week right now Axel was terrified Going down into a volcano all the way to the earth's center how was that different from jumping into a furnace But the professor was his only family in the world He had no choice he had to follow They reached Iceland Endless lava fields stretched before them Sneffels volcano sat like a silent beast A man named Hans became their guide He barely spoke three words a day but he was strong as an ox His only demand was three silver coins a week On the last morning of June they stood at the crater's edge A long rope went down into the darkness Axel took one last look at the sun then crawled into the dark Underground there was no day and no night The passages were so tight they had to squeeze through sideways Some places were wide as a great cathedral After days of walking Axel found himself alone He called out for his uncle no answer He called for Hans only the echo of rocks replied He ran stones fell into endless cracks His lamp was almost out and his water was completely gone He lay down in the darkness sure he was about to die A rough hand grabbed his collar in the dark It was Hans The silent Icelander had tracked him by tiny marks on the rocks When Axel woke up he heard his uncle's voice Drink he said pushing the last of their water toward him Then they went deeper The walls began to sweat hot water The rock turned from black to reddish-brown Hans struck the wall with his pickax and a hot fountain burst out The three men laughed together in the steam They stepped out of the tunnel into an incredible sight An underground sea stretched before them waves crashed on black sand Above them a sky of giant stalactites glowed with dim green light The beach was covered in giant mushrooms taller than a man Golden spores floated in the air like shining mist Axel stood at the shoreline and for the first time he understood why Saknussemm kept going If no one had ever been here before this sea these mushrooms this glowing sky would belong only to the dark forever They built a raft and sailed out onto the sea On the second day the water exploded around them Two monsters rose from the depths an ichthyosaur and a plesiosaur They tore at each other in a violent fight blood turned the sea red Axel lay flat on the raft watching one beast's dead eyes glance their way Then it disappeared back into the deep In this place he thought humans were too small to even be prey Then the storm came Lightning hit the giant stalactites sending sparks like waterfalls into the sea Their raft spun in the waves for three days and three nights Finally it crashed onto an unknown shore They crawled out of the wreckage Hans pointed to a rock with three letters carved into it A S Saknussemm's mark They pushed on deeper into the cave In a giant underground cavern Axel saw something moving on a far slope A herd of huge mastodons And walking beside them a human figure three times normal size Leaning on a tree trunk as a staff Axel grabbed his uncle and they ran back the way they'd come They didn't stop until the figure disappeared behind the ridge The professor caught his breath his eyes shining with excitement There are people at the earth's center Saknussemm was right They hit a dead end Saknussemm had left his mark but no passage through The professor decided to blast the wall with gunpowder Hans lit the fuse and they hid in a crack in the rocks The explosion was much bigger than they'd expected The whole wall collapsed and the sea disappeared The blast had broken through the bottom of the cavern Seawater poured into the abyss pulling their raft along with it They tumbled through the dark waterway Axel's ears filled with the roar of water tearing through rock The water grew hotter and hotter around them He realized they weren't sinking anymore they were rising Deep underground water had turned to steam making the passage a giant cannon Then everything went silent The world became a cloud of white steam Axel woke up to a blue sky above him They lay on the slopes of Mount Stromboli covered in volcanic ash Sicilian children gathered around them thinking they were devils Hans sat up said something in Icelandic and went back to eating his dried fish Later the professor wrote a book becoming the most famous geologist in Europe Grauben waited at the Hamburg train station When Axel stepped off the train she stood on her toes and hugged his neck Hans didn't stay He put his wages in his pocket and sailed back to Iceland The professor asked if he'd like to go on another adventure Hans thought about it for a moment then slowly shook his head Three silver coins a week once is enough

每天五分钟听经典英文故事，读绘本，磨耳朵。一个永远不愿长大的男孩，带温迪飞往梦幻岛，经历与海盗胡克的惊险对决。 All children grow up Except one Wendy Darling knew she would grow up one day She ran in from the garden with a flower in her hand Her mother looked at her and said, "I wish you could stay just like this forever" The Darlings lived in London Wendy had two little brothers, John and Michael Their nanny was a big dog named Nana But Mr. Darling thought it looked silly to have a dog watching the nursery Some nights Wendy found leaves she'd never seen before by the window She said Peter Pan had forgotten to wipe his feet Her mother didn't believe her What child could climb to a third-floor window Then one night, Peter really did fly in Nana lunged at him Peter escaped, but his shadow got caught in the window and stayed behind A week later, Mr. Darling had a tantrum over the medicine and Nana He tied Nana up in the yard Then he and Mrs. Darling went out to dinner The children fell asleep And the window softly opened A boy landed on the floor He wore clothes made of leaves Next to him floated a tiny ball of light It was Tinker Bell, a fairy Peter rummaged through the drawers and found his shadow He tried to stick it back on with soap It wouldn't work The boy who never admitted to crying sat on the floor and wept Wendy woke up She took out her sewing kit and stitched the shadow back onto Peter's feet Peter was so happy he jumped around the room Then he claimed he'd done it all himself "Where do you live," Wendy asked "Second star to the right," Peter said "Straight on till morning" Peter told her about Neverland The Lost Boys lived there They had no mother No one told them stories or tucked them in Wendy could come and do all that Peter sprinkled fairy dust on the children and told them to think happy thoughts The three children flew out the window, across London's night sky, toward Neverland Neverland was fun by day and dangerous by night Pirates, wild beasts, mermaids, and the Lost Boys all waited on the island The scariest of all was Captain Hook His right hand was a gleaming iron hook Peter had cut off his real hand and fed it to a crocodile The crocodile loved the taste of Hook so much it followed him everywhere It had also swallowed a clock, so its belly went tick-tock, tick-tock Whenever Hook heard that sound, his face went pale Tinker Bell didn't like Wendy at all She was jealous She tricked the Lost Boy Tootles into shooting Wendy with an arrow Wendy fell from the sky But the arrow hit the acorn button she wore around her neck She was alive, just knocked out The boys didn't dare touch her They gathered branches and blankets and built a little house around her When Wendy woke up, the first thing she saw was a tiny door, just the right size for her to crawl through She moved into the underground home She told the boys stories about fathers and mothers She sewed their clothes and mended their pockets She reminded Peter to take his medicine Sometimes Peter was like a little brother Other times he was a proud captain He liked having her there, but he'd never say how much she meant to him Wendy began to miss home She thought of her mother and the three empty beds She decided to go back John and Michael wanted to go too The Lost Boys wanted to come along and see what a real home was like Peter agreed to help them leave His face showed nothing at all But Hook was waiting He led his pirates to the underground home They captured Wendy and the boys Then Hook found Peter fast asleep He couldn't reach Peter through the hollow tree, so he dropped poison into Peter's medicine cup Tinker Bell rushed back and told Peter everything Peter reached for his cup Tinker Bell threw herself at it and drank every drop The little fairy fell to the ground Her light grew dim, flickering like a candle in the wind For the first time, Peter was truly afraid He begged anyone who believed in fairies to prove it He asked them to believe Tinker Bell was still alive Slowly, her light flickered back She opened her eyes Peter flew to the pirate ship Wendy was tied to the mast The boys were being forced to walk the plank Then a sound echoed across the deck Tick-tock Tick-tock Hook thought the crocodile had climbed aboard He trembled But it wasn't the crocodile who stepped out of the shadows It was Peter Peter freed Wendy and the boys Then he fought Hook alone The iron hook swung across the deck Peter was pushed to the edge, then sprang back Finally, Hook was wounded Peter held out his hand Hook refused it and fell into the sea The crocodile was waiting Peter sailed the pirate ship back to London Wendy, John, and Michael flew to the nursery window It was still open Their mother sat inside, waiting Mr. Darling had been living in Nana's doghouse ever since he tied her up He was waiting for his children to come home, and punishing himself too The Lost Boys found a new family But Peter refused to stay Mrs. Darling asked if he wanted to be adopted too Go to school Work in an office Peter stepped back No one could catch him and make him grow up Wendy wanted to go with him Her mother held her tight "Peter needs a mother," she said "But you need one too" Peter promised to come back every spring and take Wendy to Neverland for spring cleaning The first year, he came The second year, Wendy waited in a new dress He never came Years passed Wendy grew up She got married She had a daughter named Jane One night, Peter flew into the nursery again He still had his baby teeth He still hadn't grown up at all He saw Wendy and could hardly believe she was a grown-up Wendy couldn't fly anymore So Peter took Jane by the hand and flew her to Neverland Jane grew up too She had a daughter named Margaret Every spring, Peter sometimes forgot to come But sometimes he came and took Margaret to Neverland She would tell him stories about himself And Peter would sit there, listening, as if hearing them for the very first time

每天五分钟听经典英文故事，读绘本，磨耳朵。一个关于大脚女孩坚持芭蕾梦想的温暖故事，告诉孩子别让别人的评判挡住你的舞台。 Every morning, Belinda practiced ballet in the dance studio The floor was cool, and the mirror stretched her shadow long She held the barre, lifted her arms, and pointed her toes Even before the music started, she counted the beat in her heart She was tall and thin, turning like a willow in the wind Her steps were soft, as if she didn't want to wake anyone But everyone who saw her, noticed her feet first Belinda had two very, very big feet She didn't think there was anything wrong with that Her feet helped her stand, spin, and leap into the air She believed, dancing wasn't about the size of your feet It was about, whether your body could hear the music So when the ballet audition came, Belinda put on her shoes and went She fixed her hair, smoothed her skirt, and waited on stage But before the music began, the judges saw her feet They frowned, whispered, and shook their heads They didn't let her dance, not even one single step Belinda stood frozen, her arms still in dancing position No one watched her dance, they only stared at her feet And then, she was asked to leave the stage On her way home, Belinda walked very slowly Before, she always heard rhythm in everything around her The wind, the wheels, the voices, all turned into dance But that day, her feet felt heavy, too heavy to lift Maybe they were right, she thought, maybe big feet can't do ballet Belinda put her ballet shoes away She stopped going to the dance studio, and found a job at a restaurant The restaurant was busy, tables sat close, and plates clinked Belinda carried her tray, weaving lightly through the crowd The soup never spilled, and the cups never fell The boss loved her, and the guests loved her too Belinda liked it there, no one judged her by her feet But sometimes, music drifted by from far away A violin on the corner, or a guest humming a tune When she heard it, her fingers would pause for just a moment Then she'd steady her tray, take a breath, and keep walking Then one day, the restaurant hired a band to play The lights grew soft, and people spoke in quiet voices The musicians sat down, and the first notes filled the air Belinda stood in the aisle, holding her tray And suddenly, her toes knew the way home She only meant to walk to the next table But her body moved first, gliding with the melody She rounded the chairs, her skirt swaying as she went She set the tray down, but her feet kept dancing to the music After one turn, she realized, she wasn't walking anymore She was dancing The restaurant fell quiet No one stopped her, and no one stared at her feet The boss watched her spin, turning the restaurant into a little stage When the song ended, the guests clapped and clapped Belinda stood still, it had been so long since she heard applause This wasn't cold judgment, it was warm, like a gentle breeze The boss asked her to dance again, so she did After that, crowds came to the restaurant every day They sat down, ordered their food, and waited for Belinda to dance She still carried plates, and smiled at every guest But when the music played, she was finally home Her big feet held her steady, as she spun, leaped, and bowed Children watched with wide eyes, and even the adults fell silent One evening, the conductor of the Metropolitan Ballet came He sat in the crowd, and watched Belinda dance He didn't judge her feet, he watched how she moved with the music After the show, he invited her to dance at the Metropolitan Theater Belinda put her ballet shoes on again The theater was grand, with bright lights shining on the stage The hall was full of people Belinda stood there, her heart beating fast She remembered the audition, and those heavy steps walking home But then, the music began She raised her arms, pointed her toes, and started to dance She didn't hide her feet, she just danced Forward, turn, leap, and land softly The audience watched her, spinning in the light They saw her skirt, her arms, and her joy in every step Those big feet didn't hold her back, they carried her all the way here When the applause rose up, Belinda smiled She didn't need the judges to tell her, she knew she could dance The stage was hers, the music played on, and she kept dancing

每天五分钟听经典英文故事，读绘本，磨耳朵。一个用快乐游戏照亮整个小镇的女孩，即使遭遇不幸，也从不放弃寻找值得高兴的理由。 Pollyanna came to her aunt's house for the first time, but her aunt did not come downstairs to greet her She just sent the maid, Nancy, to take the girl to the attic, and handed her a sheet of paper full of rules When to get up, when to eat, when to practice piano, when to read, not a single one could be missed But when Nancy opened the attic door, she saw Pollyanna standing in the middle of the empty room, looking up at the small window The room was hot, the furniture was sparse, and the wallpaper was old and dark Pollyanna said it was wonderful, because she could finally see the treetops, and the distant sky through the window She had no doll, no father, and an aunt she'd never really met, yet she still tried to make herself happy She had certainly known sadness before On the contrary, she had learned sadness very early After her mother died, she lived with her father, a poor pastor who was often ill, and later he left her too The glad game was what her father taught her in the hardest of times Once, Pollyanna asked her father for a doll There were no dolls in the missionary barrel, but there was a pair of children's crutches instead She cried, but her father pointed at the crutches and said, you can be glad about them, because you don't need them From then on, they played a game: no matter what happened, you had to find something to be glad about The harder it was, the trickier it was to find, but once you did, the game became all the more fun Pollyanna brought the game into her aunt's house, and into the whole town Her aunt wouldn't let her talk about her father, wouldn't let her run around freely, and certainly wouldn't let her live without rules But Pollyanna went out every day She visited Mrs. Snow, who had been bedridden for years, a woman who kept her curtains drawn tight, and was never satisfied with anything Pollyanna didn't rush to cheer her up, she brushed her hair first, and opened the curtains Mrs. Snow was still complaining, but her eyes, for the first time, turned toward the light outside the window She also met Mr. Pendleton in the woods The man had injured his leg, lived in a gloomy big house, and had no one but a dog by his side He didn't like visitors, and wouldn't admit he was lonely But Pollyanna kept coming to talk to him, telling him the leg was just a fracture, and would heal in time She also told him, at least he could be glad he hadn't broken both legs One day, Pollyanna met Jimmy Bean by the roadside The boy had run away from the orphanage, wanting nothing more than a normal home, with a mother who would truly care about him, not a matron in charge of many children Pollyanna brought him home, but her aunt wouldn't take him in So she went to the Ladies' Aid Society, hoping those women would give Jimmy a home, but in the end, they decided to send the money far away, so it wouldn't affect their year-end report Pollyanna was disappointed, but she didn't give up She remembered Mr. Pendleton once saying, the house was missing a child She told him about Jimmy, at first he was angry, thinking it was just childish nonsense But later, he let Jimmy come to see him And later still, Mr. Pendleton told Aunt Polly himself: Jimmy would become his child When Pollyanna heard this, she smiled at once She was glad for Jimmy, and glad for Mr. Pendleton too, because this big house finally had a child's voice in it She also, without meaning to, touched upon the old story between her aunt and Dr. Chilton Aunt Polly had once loved Dr. Chilton, but pushed him away after a quarrel, and Mr. Pendleton, had loved Pollyanna's mother Words the grown-ups had hidden for years, rose to the surface again, through Pollyanna's straightforward questions She didn't understand what was proper, or why people who loved each other, would punish one another with silence She just felt, if someone still missed another person, she should let them meet again One day in late October, Pollyanna was walking home from school As she crossed the street at the corner, a car suddenly came rushing toward her No one could say exactly what happened in that moment, only that the child was brought home, unconscious When she woke up, her head was bandaged, but her legs felt nothing at all Aunt Polly told her, she was just injured, and would soon be better Pollyanna tried hard to find something to be glad about: at least it wasn't contagious, at least she wouldn't be bedridden forever, at least Mr. Pendleton's leg had healed after his fracture But as the days passed, she still couldn't get out of bed She finally understood, her leg wasn't just a simple fracture, it was her spine that had been injured In that moment, the glad game stopped right in front of her For the first time, she admitted she couldn't find anything to be glad about Those words made it impossible for Aunt Polly to hide behind the rules any longer She remembered, when this child first arrived, she was only carrying out her sister's will She remembered, Pollyanna had always called her aunt, but had never truly received a warm home She also finally admitted, she had never forgotten Dr. Chilton When Dr. Chilton arrived, Pollyanna lay in bed, watching the colored light from the prism by the window The doctor told her, there might still be a way to treat her, she would need to go far away, to see a famous doctor in New York Pollyanna still couldn't stand up, and didn't know if she would ever walk again, but she was about to leave this house, and set out on a new journey Before she left, Aunt Polly came to her bedside, and for the first time, spoke without a cold, hard voice She told Pollyanna, when the child got better, she would bring Dr. Chilton back, to be her uncle When Pollyanna heard this, she clapped her hands with joy, then stopped She lay in bed, still unable to move her legs, but at last she had found something to be glad about again Aunt Polly was no longer just the person who took her in

每天五分钟听经典英文故事，读绘本，磨耳朵。两个孩子跨越半个地球寻找失踪父亲的冒险故事，勇气与亲情交织的凡尔纳经典之作。 When a hammerhead shark was hauled onto the deck of the Duncan, no one imagined that it was carrying a message from a missing father deep in its belly Lord Glenarvan sliced open the shark and pulled out a bottle, bleached pale by the sea Inside were three sheets of paper, written in English, French, and German The ink had faded so badly that only a few place names and a single coordinate could be read: 37 degrees 11 minutes south latitude And one sentence, broken and faint, like a last cry drifting across the water Captain Grant and two sailors have perished Come to their rescue Lord and Lady Glenarvan set out at once to trace Captain Grant They soon found Mary and Robert Mary was already grown, but Robert was still a child Their mother had died long ago, and their father had never returned from the sea The Admiralty decided that a few scraps of paper could not prove Grant was still alive, and they refused to send a warship Lord Glenarvan did not argue for long He returned to his castle and made ready his own steam yacht, the Duncan This time, he would take Grant's two children and search for their father himself The yacht sailed south along the 37th parallel toward South America A French geographer named Paganel boarded the Duncan by mistake, having mixed up the ship's name, but he soon became the most important member of the expedition He was the one who deciphered the three papers, and the one who pointed out a new path when everyone else was losing hope They crossed Patagonia, climbed the Andes, and marched into the Pampas Meltwater from the high peaks rushed down the valleys, and the rivers on the grasslands swelled overnight Robert was the youngest, but he always kept up at the back of the line He stumbled, he was afraid, but every time he heard his sister call his name, he got back on his feet Mary wanted to know just one thing Was their father dead, or was he still out there somewhere, waiting for them They did not find Grant in South America So the Duncan sailed on, rounding the cape and heading for Australia The wilderness there was far larger than they had imagined A single line on the map, once you were standing in it, stretched into endless forests, swamps, and roads that no one had walked in years That was when they met Ayrton Ayrton claimed to have served under Captain Grant He said Grant was very likely still alive, and that he was right here in Australia Those words gave Mary hope again She did not care whether this stranger was trustworthy As long as the path he pointed to still led toward her father, she would keep walking But John Mangles never stopped watching Ayrton This man knew the ship too well He knew their route too well He kept urging Glenarvan to send the Duncan to another bay while he led the party across the Australian interior Then, under the pretense of delivering a message, Ayrton forged Glenarvan's orders His real name was Ben Joyce He was a convict He meant to lure the Duncan to where his gang could seize it and take the ship for themselves By the time the expedition discovered the truth, it was too late Floodwaters had swollen the rivers and cut them off from the coast The sailor Mulrady, who had been sent with the message, came back wounded, and only then did they learn that Ayrton's gang was already on its way to capture the ship Glenarvan and his men raced to the shore, only to find an empty sea The Duncan had been taken by Ben Joyce Grant was still lost, and now their own ship was gone Everyone believed the rescue had failed completely Mary did not cry She only lowered her head, unable to speak her father's name anymore But John told her that as long as there was still a way forward, he would keep searching They boarded a ship bound for New Zealand at the bay A storm struck at sea, and the ship crashed onto a reef The captain and crew fled in the night, taking the only lifeboat and leaving Glenarvan and his party stranded on the sinking vessel At dawn, they finally reached New Zealand, only to be captured by Maori warriors Mountains, volcanoes, lakes, and a ring of guns trapped them inside a hilltop fortress Mary and Lady Glenarvan were locked in a sacred hut, and Robert could only hold his sister's hand Everyone knew that when the next clash came, they might not leave this place alive Somehow, they broke out of the siege and stumbled through the forests and volcanic highlands, fighting for survival And then, out on the sea, a familiar ship appeared It was the Duncan No one could believe their eyes Only Paganel understood what had happened He had made a mistake in writing down a place name He had meant to send the ship to Australia, but he had written New Zealand instead That mistake had kept the Duncan away from the convicts and brought it, by sheer chance, to the very waters where they were stranded Paganel's mistake had not carried them to Grant, but it had put them on the last road that mattered They boarded the ship once more and sailed along the 37th parallel into the Pacific Ahead lay only one small, unremarkable island on the map: Tabor Island, also called Maria Theresa Island on British charts At dusk, the lookout spotted smoke rising from the island Mary stood on the deck, staring at the land as it drew closer For more than two years, she had pictured her father's face a thousand times Sometimes, she felt she could no longer remember the sound of his voice A boat was lowered and rowed toward the shore Before they reached the beach, a man suddenly rose from the sand He was tall and worn, but his face had the same lines as Mary's and Robert's Mary recognized him first "Father" Captain Grant heard the cry, opened his arms, and collapsed onto the sand His two children rushed forward and held him tight Grant had lived on this desolate island for two and a half years He and his two sailors had built a hut from the wreckage of their ship, planted seeds saved from the wreck, hunted goats, and grown vegetables They knew they were far from every shipping route They knew the chance of rescue grew smaller every day Still, they worked every day, and they waited The day before, Grant had climbed to the hilltop and seen a wisp of smoke rising on the horizon He lit a signal fire, plunged into the sea, and tried to swim toward the ship But the ship changed course, and he could only drag himself back to shore with the last of his strength The next morning, the Duncan finally drew close to the island Grant did not know that the people on board were his own children And he did not know that the bottle drifting on the sea had carried Mary and Robert across half the world After the reunion, Ayrton made a request of Glenarvan: do not hand him over to the courts, but leave him on an uninhabited island He would live by his own labor there, and he would spend the rest of his life atoning for what he had done In the end, Ayrton was put ashore on Tabor Island Grant stood on the deck and watched him The man who had once betrayed him and nearly destroyed them all offered no resistance now He simply stood on the beach, watching the ship sail away in silence The Duncan turned its bow toward Scotland Mary was back at her father's side at last, and Robert had decided to become a sailor As the coastline faded behind them, Captain Grant began to speak of a new plan: to find a new land where the poor people of Scotland could build a fresh life This time, he was no longer a missing captain waiting alone to be rescued He had his children, his friends, and a ship, and he was sailing on toward the open sea

每天五分钟听经典英文故事，读绘本，磨耳朵。小浣熊奇斯特不愿上学，妈妈用一个"魔法亲亲"，把爱传进他的心里，也收到了爱的回馈。 At the edge of the forest, little raccoon Chester clung tightly to his mother's hand Tears rolling down his cheeks one after another Tonight was his first night at school But Chester didn't want to go at all He wanted to stay home with his mother, play with his own toys, read his own books, and swing on his favorite little swing "I'm not going to school," Chester cried, pleading with his mother "I want to stay home" Mother didn't rush him She simply pulled him close and gently touched his ear She knew that leaving the familiar home and walking into a completely strange place was truly hard for a little raccoon Mother told him that some things, even if they seem strange and scary at first, still need to be done Once he actually walked in, Chester would meet new friends, play with new toys, read new books And discover that school wasn't as scary as he imagined But Chester still kept his head down Just then, Mother suddenly said "I have a secret Maybe it can help you feel as warm at school as you do at home" Chester lifted his face and wiped his tears "What secret" Mother said it was a very old secret She had learned it from her own mother, and Grandma had learned it from family even longer ago This secret was called the Kissing Hand Mother took Chester's left hand, spread his tiny fingers apart one by one, making his palm open like a little fan Then she leaned down and gently kissed the center of his palm Chester was stunned at first Then he felt the kiss travel from his palm, up his arm, over his shoulder, and finally settle into his heart Even the dark mask on his face felt as if it had been softly touched by a wave of warmth Mother told him that from now on, if he ever felt lonely or missed her at school, he should press that hand to his cheek and think Mommy loves you The kiss would jump to his face and send the warmth back into his heart Then Mother playfully held his fingers together and warned him to be very careful not to lose the kiss Chester asked worriedly if washing his hands would wash the kiss away Mother smiled and told him no, it wouldn't So Chester closed his hand tightly He knew that his mother's love would go with him to school No matter how far school was from home, whenever he wanted, he could find it right there in his palm Night fell, and the lights of the forest school came on Chester stood at the school gate, gazing at the tall tree The little raccoon who had been crying moments ago suddenly turned around and said to his mother, "Give me your hand" Mother held out her hand Chester did exactly what Mother had done He spread her fingers apart one by one, making her palm open like a little fan Then he leaned down and carefully kissed the center of her palm "Now you have a Kissing Hand too," he said Mother looked at him, speechless Chester waved goodbye to his mother, turned, and ran along the branch toward the school His steps grew faster and faster, until he was almost dancing on the branches The owl's bell rang, and the little animals of the forest filed into the school one by one Mother still stood where she was She lifted her left hand and pressed the kiss to her cheek The warmth Chester had left in her palm slowly spread into her heart In that moment, she seemed to hear a voice coming from her palm Chester loves you And up in the tree school, Chester had already walked into the light