出自｜安徒生童话 * Once there were twenty-five tin soldiers, all brothers, all cast from the same old tin spoon * They carried muskets on their shoulders and stared straight ahead * The last soldier had only one leg, because they ran out of tin * But he stood just as steady on his one leg as the others did on two * On the table stood a beautiful paper castle * At the castle gate stood a paper lady, wearing a cloth skirt with a blue ribbon over her shoulder and a sparkling ornament at her chest * She stretched out both arms and lifted one leg so high that the tin soldier could barely see it, so he thought she had only one leg, just like him * "She'd make a fine wife for me," he thought * When night fell, the toys came alive, they paid each other visits, started pretend wars, and held dances * Only two never moved, the tin soldier and the little dancer * She stood on the tips of her toes, arms outstretched * The tin soldier stood steady on his one leg, his eyes fixed on her * Suddenly the clock struck twelve, and the lid of the snuff box flew open * Out hopped a little black goblin * "Tin soldier," said the goblin "Keep your eyes to yourself" * The tin soldier pretended not to hear * "All right, just you wait until tomorrow," said the goblin * The next morning, the children moved the tin soldier to the windowsill * The window blew open, and the soldier fell headfirst from the third floor to the ground * His bayonet lodged in the crack between the paving stones * The nursemaid and the child came down to look for him * They almost stepped on him but never saw him * The tin soldier felt it wouldn't be proper to shout while in uniform, so he stayed silent * It began to pour * When the rain stopped, two street boys came by * "Look," said one "A tin soldier Let's send him sailing" * They folded a boat from newspaper and placed the tin soldier inside * The paper boat drifted down the gutter * The soldier stood rock-steady, his face unchanged, musket on his shoulder, eyes straight ahead * Suddenly the boat swept into a pitch-black drain * "I wonder where this will take me," he thought * "Ah, if only that young lady were here with me, I wouldn't care if it were twice as dark" * A huge rat appeared * "Your passport Show me your passport" * The tin soldier said nothing * He only gripped his musket tighter * The boat burst out of the drain into a wide canal * Water poured over the sides * The boat began to sink * The soldier stood upright, the water up to his neck * He thought of the beautiful dancer * Then a voice rang in his ears * "Onward, onward, soldier of tin, death alone awaits you" * The tin soldier sank to the bottom * Just then, a great fish swallowed him whole * Oh, the darkness inside * Worse than the drain, and so narrow * But the tin soldier was steadfast, he held tight to his musket, even as he lay still * Then a flash of light pierced the darkness * Someone shouted, "The tin soldier" * The fish had been caught, sold at the market, and brought into a kitchen * The maid sliced the fish open with a big knife and carried the soldier into the sitting room * The tin soldier found himself back in the very same room * He saw the same children, the same beautiful castle, and the lovely dancer * She was still standing on one leg * Her courage stirred something inside him, he almost wept tin tears, but he couldn't * He looked at her, and she looked at him, and neither said a word * A child grabbed the tin soldier and flung him into the fire * That goblin's work, no doubt * The tin soldier stood there, glowing red * He felt his body slowly melting, but he still held his gun and stood firm * The door blew open, and a gust of wind swept the dancer up * She flew into the fire, landed beside the tin soldier, burst into flame, and vanished * The tin soldier melted into a lump of tin * The next morning, the maid emptied the ashes * She found a small tin heart * All that was left of the dancer was her sparkling ornament, but it had burned as black as charcoal

原著作者｜E. Nesbit * The story of the Railway Children, begins in a cozy home in London * Roberta, Peter, and Phyllis, were the three children in the family * Their father was gentle, their mother wrote stories, and their home had a warm fire, dinner on the table, and everything the children knew and loved * But one day, two strange men came to the house, and talked with their father in the study for a long time * After that day, Father left home, and never returned as he always had before * Mother did not tell the children the truth, She only said that Father had gone away on a long journey * Soon, life at home changed * Mother took the three children away from London, and moved to a small house in the countryside called "Three Chimneys" * Life was not as convenient as before, and there was not enough money, Mother had to earn a living by writing * The children did not fully understand what had happened to their family, They only knew that Mother was busier, and life had become harder * Next to their new home, there was a railway * Gradually, the children became fascinated by the railway * Every day, they went to watch the trains pass by, looking at the carriages, the smoke, and the people coming and going on the platform * They met Perks, the railway porter, and the station master * There was also an old gentleman who often took the same train, The children would wave to him * The railway became the most important place in their lives * One day, Mother fell ill * There was not enough money in the house, The children did not know what to do, so they thought of the old gentleman on the train * They wrote him a letter asking for help * The old gentleman did not blame them, nor did he make the help embarrassing, Instead, he sent a doctor, and brought the things Mother needed * When Mother later learned about this, she was a little sad, because she did not want the children to ask others for help so easily * But this also made the children understand, that the family's difficulties were real, Mother had just been trying her best to hide them * Later, something even more dangerous happened by the railway * After the rain, the hillside collapsed, and mud and rocks fell onto the tracks * When the children discovered this, the next train was already approaching * If the train continued as usual, there would be a terrible accident * They did not have proper signal flags, so they tore off their red clothes, and stood by the railway, waving them desperately * Finally, the train stopped before the danger, and the people on board were saved * After this, the children became little heroes by the railway * But the story does not only write about their bravery, It also continues to write about the people they met in life * They helped a Russian exile * This man had left his homeland for political reasons, and came to Britain searching for his family * Mother took him in, and the children learned that they were not the only family in the world suffering separation and injustice * They also rescued a boy who was injured in a tunnel * This boy was later sent to their home to recover, Only then did the children learn that he was related to the old gentleman on the train * The old gentleman thus became more deeply involved in their lives * There was also Perks's birthday * The children wanted to prepare gifts for Perks, so they collected things from the villagers * At first, Perks was very angry, thinking that others were treating him like a poor person and giving him charity * After the children explained, he understood that these things were not pity, but genuine gratitude from everyone for his usual help * All these things happened by the railway, They looked like small adventures, but they were slowly changing the three children * They began to understand that in the adult world, there is poverty, misunderstanding, pride, and difficulties that cannot be easily spoken * In the second half of the story, Roberta accidentally saw her father's name in an old newspaper * Only then did she learn that Father had not gone away on a journey, He had been wrongly accused of leaking state secrets, and was imprisoned * Mother had never told them, because she did not want the children to bear this burden * Roberta did not immediately tell her younger siblings * She kept this secret in her heart, and then wrote to the old gentleman, asking him to help investigate Father's case * The old gentleman truly helped them * After investigation, Father was finally cleared of the charges * At the end of the story, the children came to the station * The train stopped, the door opened, and Father stepped off * The one who had been absent for so long, finally returned * The Railway Children is not about a distant adventure, but about three children living through a difficult time by the railway * The train brought strangers, brought news, and brought hope * It passed by their new home again and again, and finally brought Father home too

原著作者｜李欧·李奥尼 * Food fills the belly, but poetry and beauty fill the soul * An old stone wall stood by the meadow A family of field mice lived inside the wall They loved to chatter and chirp all day long * The farmers moved away The barn stood empty * Winter was near The mice got busy * They gathered corn and nuts and wheat and straw They worked from dawn till dusk No one stopped No one except Frederick * Frederick, why don't you work * I do work, Frederick said * I'm gathering sun rays * Winter is cold and dark Sun rays are precious * Frederick sat in the meadow He stared into the distance * And now, Frederick * I'm gathering colors * Winter is grey and dull Colors are precious * Frederick's eyes were half-closed He looked half asleep * Are you dreaming, Frederick * I'm gathering words * Winter days are long We'll run out of things to say * Winter came The first snow fell * Five little field mice hid inside the wall * At first there was plenty to eat * They told stories about silly foxes and lazy cats They were a happy little family * But little by little the nuts ran out * The berries were gone The straw was all eaten The corn was just a memory * The wall was cold No one felt like talking * They remembered what Frederick had said * Sun rays and colors and words * Frederick, what about your supplies * Frederick climbed up on a big stone * Close your eyes, he said * Now I send you the sun's rays * Can you feel their golden glow * The four little mice really felt warmer * Was it Frederick's voice Was it magic * What about colors, Frederick * Close your eyes again * Frederick spoke of blue periwinkles Red poppies in the yellow wheat field And the green leaves of the berry bush * The mice saw those colors clearly Like a painting inside their minds * And the words, Frederick * Frederick cleared his throat He waited a moment * Like standing on a stage He recited a poem * Who scatters the snow Who melts the ice * Who lights up the moon Who dims the daylight * Four little field mice live in the sky Four little mice, just like you and I * One is the Spring mouse who turns on the showers * One is the Summer mouse who colors the flowers * One is the Fall mouse who brings nuts and wheat * One is the Winter mouse with cold little feet * Four seasons a year aren't we glad * What if we had one less, or one more than that * The poem ended They all clapped * Frederick, you're a poet * Frederick blushed He took a bow * He whispered Yes, I know

每天五分钟听经典英文故事，读绘本，磨耳朵。一个关于梦想与执着的经典故事，神秘富翁盖茨比用尽一切只为找回失去的爱情。 * When the story began, Gatsby was nothing more than a distant light to Nick * On summer nights, by the sea in West Egg, Long Island, Nick stood outside his little house and saw a grand mansion glowing with light in the distance * Cars arrived one after another Women's skirts slipped out from the car doors Men held their glasses, drifting between the lawn and the swimming pool Music spilled from the house like warm air, wrapping around the whole garden * Many people did not even know the host They had simply heard that there was a party here every weekend * They drank his wine Gossiped about where he came from Said he had killed someone Said he was a German spy Said he had come back from Oxford * Yet in this house, Gatsby himself seemed like a mystery that kept delaying its appearance * One evening, Nick met him at a party The man was young, and his smile was carefully measured, as if he had practiced it a thousand times He called people "old sport," so politely that it sounded almost careful * He owned an entire house that glittered But in the crowd, he did not look like the host He looked more like someone waiting for a certain person to appear * Later, the first time Nick truly remembered Gatsby was not during the liveliest part of a party * But on a quiet night * Gatsby stood on his own lawn, reaching out across the bay On the other side, there was a tiny green light, shining at the end of Daisy's dock * At that moment, Nick did not yet know what that light meant He only saw a man standing in the dark, reaching for something forever beyond his grasp * Daisy had once loved Gatsby * Back then, he was not yet the Gatsby he is now He did not have this house, or the parties, or the expensive clothes He was just James Gatz, a young man from an ordinary background, desperately trying to escape where he came from * Daisy was different * She lived in a bright house Her life had been surrounded by money, decency, and soft laughter from the very beginning She did not need to chase that world She belonged there already * Then the war came Gatsby left Daisy waited for him, but she did not wait forever * She married Tom * Tom was rough and arrogant, carrying a kind of superiority that needed no explanation He was not necessarily smarter than Gatsby, nor did he necessarily understand love better But he had one thing that Gatsby, no matter how hard he tried, could barely make up for * He was born on the inside of that door * After Gatsby came back, he did something that took a very long time * He rebuilt himself completely * He changed his name He changed his identity He got money He bought a house across the bay from Daisy He threw party after party * Those lights, that wine, that laughter, they seemed to be for everyone But really, they were just sending a signal across the bay * He hoped that one day, Daisy would walk in * Finally, they met again * That day, it began in Nick's little cottage Gatsby was so nervous he did not seem like the host of those grand parties He knocked the clock askew, unable to stand still or sit still Outside, it was raining, and inside the room there was a heavy, awkward silence * But when Daisy truly appeared at the door, all those years seemed to suddenly crowd back into this small room * Later, the rain stopped * Gatsby took Daisy to see his grand mansion He opened the rooms one by one The stairs, the garden, the piano, the windows, each one was proof of the years he had spent preparing * What struck the deepest was when he threw out his shirts, one by one * Soft, expensive, beautifully colored shirts, piled on the table Daisy suddenly began to cry * She said the shirts were so beautiful * But what truly hurt in that moment was not the shirts * It was that Gatsby had laid all his years of effort before Daisy As if to say: Look, I am no longer that poor boy from long ago Look, I have finally reached your world * But Daisy's reason for crying may not have been so simple * What she saw might have been something lost and found again It might also have been all those years that could never come back Or it might have been a dream she wanted to get close to but did not dare to truly embrace * Daisy was not simply a bad person She was light and fragile, used to being protected, and used to retreating to safe places She could be moved by Gatsby But to truly walk away from her own world, she could not do it * Gatsby was not willing to accept this * What he wanted was not to start over now He wanted to bring the past back, whole and unbroken * In that sweltering room in New York, Tom, Daisy, Gatsby, and Nick were all there The heat made everyone irritable The words grew uglier and uglier * Gatsby pressed toward the core * He wanted Daisy to admit that she had never loved Tom * This was not an ordinary romantic notion If this statement were true, then those past few years could be erased Gatsby could believe that he had not arrived too late He had simply taken a long journey and returned to where he started * But Daisy could not say it * She had loved Gatsby She had also loved Tom Or, more precisely, she could not leave the world that Tom represented * At that moment, Gatsby's dream had already cracked Only he still stood there, refusing to look down * After that, the car accident happened * Myrtle rushed onto the road and was hit and killed The one driving was Daisy But Gatsby stayed behind, ready to take the blame for her * He was still waiting outside Daisy's house Inside, Daisy and Tom sat at the table They did not look like people who had just been through a disaster They looked more like two people who had caused trouble, whispering about how to shut it all away * Gatsby kept watch outside the house He thought he was still protecting love * But the people inside had already begun to retreat into their own world * The next day, the call Gatsby was waiting for from Daisy never came * He was by the swimming pool It was near the end of that summer The water was still, and the house was still The guests who had come were all gone The music had stopped The garden was like a space that had finally shown its true emptiness * Wilson found him * After the gunshot rang out, Gatsby died in his own house * After he died, Nick called everyone he could But the people who had once crowded his garden vanished one by one They could come to his parties, but they did not want to come to his funeral * Very few people showed up in the end * That mansion, once so full of noise, finally fell completely silent * The truly cold part of The Great Gatsby is right here * It did not paint Gatsby as a purely devoted lover There was fantasy in his love, and possessiveness, and a longing for a world above his own The Daisy he loved was not just Daisy herself It was also the future that Daisy had once lit up * But it did not mock him, either * Because he had truly believed Believed that a person could rename himself Believed that money could make up for where he came from Believed that a grand party could bring an old love back from across the bay * It was just that the world had never truly caught him * Tom and Daisy shattered things, then retreated into the house built by money and status Gatsby stayed where he was, paying the final price for that dream * At the end of the story, Nick thought of that green light * It was small Across the dark water Shining on the other side * Gatsby had kept looking at it, as if looking at the future * But it was actually the past * It was the past that, no matter how hard he stretched out his hand, he could never touch again

每天五分钟听经典英文故事，读绘本，磨耳朵。一封跨越十八年的侨批，两个女人用一生守住的沉默情义，关于等待、责任与不被看见的爱。 * This is a quiet film, it does not portray love as grand, sweeping vows, nor does it render fate as a dramatic legend * It tells of a few letters sent from Nanyang back to Chaoshan, of a man who never made it home, and of two women who each, in their own way, held onto him * They held onto the simplest, heaviest bonds of loyalty that defined their era * The story begins with a thought that is pragmatic, even somewhat desperate * Xiaowei, the grandson, had failed in business and accumulated debt * He attended his grandmother Ye Shurou's birthday banquet, the family gathered, the food was abundant, but his mind was on money * He had heard that his grandfather, Zheng Musheng, whom he had never met, had made a fortune in Thailand, donated schools, and become a person of standing among the overseas Chinese * So an idea formed in his mind: go to Thailand and find his grandfather * Perhaps this elder, far across the sea, could help him fill the hole he now faced * But this "Grandpa" had never been a clear figure in the family * He was like an old photograph pressed beneath the years in the bottom of a trunk, he had existed, yet was seldom brought out to discuss * Grandma Shurou had married Zheng Musheng when she was young, and the two had loved each other passionately * In those days, Chaoshan was poor, the world was chaotic, and to escape wartime conscription, Musheng left his homeland to "go to Nanyang", to what is today Thailand and Malaya, to make a living * The qiaopi, letters and remittances sent by overseas Chinese, were the lifeline: the money was the material support, the letters were the spiritual nourishment * After Musheng left home, Shurou lived on these qiaopi * The letters contained money, and they contained his ordinary words from afar: he was well, business was fair, and when he saw the moon on the river during his night voyages, he felt as if he were back home * He felt as if he were still standing beside his wife, watching the same moon * The words were not flowery, yet they were enough to let a woman left behind in her homeland sustain herself through the endless days, one by one * But then, a photograph shattered the waiting of her entire life * In the photograph, Zheng Musheng stood with an unfamiliar woman, children beside them, looking for all the world like a complete family portrait * When Shurou saw it, she hardly needed anyone to explain * In her heart, she had already pronounced him guilty: so he hadn't been unable to return, he had simply made another family out there * And so this man slowly became, in the family's memory, a man who had abandoned his family * As the children grew and the grandchildren were born, when anyone mentioned him, only a vague resentment remained * Xiaowei went to Thailand with the purpose of a debt collector, yet there he slowly cracked open the truth that had been sealed by misunderstanding * He learned that this grandfather, legendary for his prosperity abroad, had actually died in nineteen sixty * Yet the last letter the family received was in nineteen seventy-eight * That meant that for eighteen years after Zheng Musheng's death, someone had continued writing to Shurou, continued sending money, continued reporting his well-being in his voice * Someone was maintaining for this dead man the responsibilities of husband and father * That person was Xie Nanzhi * After Musheng fled to Thailand, he had stayed at the inn run by Nanzhi * She was a woman who could bear great burdens, her father drank constantly, and the entire inn depended on her to keep it running * She was not willing to give her life away easily to anyone, so for the men who came proposing marriage, she set only one condition: if they wished to wed, they must marry into her family * Many men heard this and left * At first, she did not like Musheng * This man from China owed rent, and carried the desperation of someone far from home * But gradually, she saw another side of him: he was hardworking, loyal, and even in his own difficult circumstances, he worried about letting local Chinese children learn their language * He was always writing letters, sending money to his distant wife, with only one wish, to save enough and go home * Later, when the inn was set on fire, Musheng risked his life to save Nanzhi and her father * In the conflict, he injured someone and was sentenced to prison * It was during his imprisonment that Nanzhi sent money back to Chaoshan for him, wrote letters to Shurou for him * Perhaps it was from that time that Nanzhi fell in love with Musheng * But her love contained no seizing, no confession, not even any expectation of return * She knew that Musheng had a wife in his heart, had children, had a home that no matter how far away, he must return to * So the way she loved him was to complete the things he cared about most * She hid her love in the letters, in the money sent back to the homeland, in those seemingly ordinary greetings * After Musheng was released from prison, he went back to working on ships * When they parted, Nanzhi went to see him off * That farewell, at the time, seemed only temporary, but fate never tells people in advance which wave of the hand will be the last * Two years of sailing later, Musheng had finally saved enough money to go home * He was one step away from returning to Chaoshan, to Shurou's side, to the home he had imagined in his letters again and again * But on the eve of his return, he heard robbers breaking in next door and went to help * In the chaos, he was killed * After handling Musheng's funeral, Nanzhi had originally intended to tell Shurou the news of his death * She had even walked to the post office with the letter in hand * But in the end, she stopped * She must have thought of that woman far away in her homeland * That woman who had waited so many years, raising children, living on the letters sent by a man from across the sea * If this news of death reached her hands, would her world collapse * Musheng had failed to return, that was already fate's debt to her, if even the letters stopped, if even the thread of hope was severed, what would she have left to keep going * So Nanzhi made a decision: she would not send the news of his death * She would continue writing in Musheng's name, continue sending money, continue fulfilling the responsibilities of a husband for a man who was already dead * She wrote for nearly twenty years * What moves us here is not how great Nanzhi was, but that she never placed herself in the position of being "great" * She did not step forward demanding anyone's understanding, nor did she tell Shurou: look, it was I who held up this family for you * She simply did it quietly * She wrote of daily life, of the distant moon, of a man's longing for his wife * The more she wrote, the more she became like Musheng, and the more clearly she understood that she could only ever stand on the back side of Musheng's life * By nineteen seventy-eight, Nanzhi finally decided to tell Shurou the truth * She wrote a letter explaining that Musheng had long since died, and explaining where all the letters and money over the years had come from * But this letter encountered a storm on the way, the mail carrier fell into the water, the letter was destroyed, and in the end only a photograph reached Shurou's hands * It was that photograph * A belated truth, in the end, left only the evidence most easily misunderstood * Shurou did not read Nanzhi's explanation, she only saw her husband standing with another woman * And so eighteen years of devoted guardianship, in her eyes, became eighteen years of deception * Nanzhi's lifelong act of devotion, in fate's hands, was folded into the shape of betrayal * By this point in the story, what hurts most is not that anyone did anything wrong, but that everyone was loving in their most sincere way, yet were separated by time, distance, and a rainstorm * Musheng did not betray, he simply failed to come home * Shurou did not judge him lightly, she had simply waited too long, feared too much that her waiting would become a joke * And Nanzhi did not take possession, she simply took a man's unfinished responsibilities and quietly carried them on her own shoulders * Many years later, Xiaowei finally brought this layer of truth home * Shurou also came to Thailand and met the elderly Nanzhi * By then, Nanzhi's hair had turned white, her memory had grown hazy * She held kapok flowers in her hand, the same flowers she had once sent to Shurou in her letters * The two women finally stood on the same piece of land * One had waited a lifetime, one had guarded a lifetime, one had thought herself abandoned, one had hidden herself away to complete another's happiness * They did not weep loudly, nor did they question each other * True suffering, in the end, is seldom cried out * Shurou stayed with Nanzhi for several days * Until before their parting, Nanzhi seemed to suddenly recognize her from the long fog, and asked softly: "The cured pork I sent you, was it good" * Shurou said, "It was good" * Nanzhi said, "If it was good, I'll send more" * In these words, nothing was explained, yet everything was explained * What Nanzhi remembered was not her own grievances, not who she had loved, not who had misunderstood her * What she remembered was that she had once sent cured pork to that woman far away, she remembered that she had cared for her * She was still thinking that if you found it good, I could send more * And so the two old women embraced * There was, of course, the same man between them * But in the end, they were no longer rivals, no longer standing on opposite sides of obligation * They were family bound by the same fate * Shurou finally knew that what she had received in her life was not the perfunctory gestures of a husband who had changed his heart, but the bonds of loyalty that another woman had spent a lifetime continuing for him * And Nanzhi finally reached a moment when she could be seen, even if she did not truly demand this moment * Xiaowei had originally gone to Thailand for money * But what he brought back was not wealth, it was something almost forgotten: what it means for a person to honor their word, to keep faith across a lifetime * Perhaps this is where the film truly captivates * It does not say that "to love someone means you must possess them" * Instead, it says that love can become waiting, can become sending money, can become writing letters, can become the words "if it's good, I'll send more" * It speaks not only of love between men and women, but of homeland, family, fellow countrymen, promises and responsibilities * And how, in a turbulent era, they survived through letters that slowly made their way across the distance * So the "love letters" in Love Letters to Grandma are written not only to Ye Shurou, but also to Xie Nanzhi, to Zheng Musheng * They are written to those who left home, guarded home, and waited for home in that great era * It lets us believe that some love, even when unseen, does not mean it did not exist * That some people, even when they did not return, does not mean they forgot the way home * That some truths, even when delayed by many years, when finally spoken, can still let two white-haired people, in a quiet embrace, gently lay down a lifetime of misunderstanding

每天五分钟听经典英文故事，读绘本，磨耳朵。一个男孩从洗瓶工厂的苦工成长为作家的感人故事，狄更斯最温暖的自传体小说。 * Where should I begin, telling the story of my life * The day I was born, there was a birthmark on the left side of my head * Some said it was a sign of good luck, others said it meant nothing at all * But as the years went by, I came to feel that my life was truly worth telling * I was born in a quiet little town in England * My mother Clara was gentle, and she loved to laugh * Our nurse Peggotty had rough hands, but she held me so carefully * In those days, life was like the fire in the hearth, warm and comforting * But the good days did not last long * Mr Murdstone walked into our home * His eyes were cold as ice * My mother married him, and the laughter in our house faded away * He disciplined me with a stick, and would send me to stand in the corner for the smallest thing * My mother did not dare to speak, she could only cry quietly in the dark of night * Later, he sent me to work in a bottle-washing factory in London * I was only ten years old, washing bottles all day, my hands soaked in lye water, red and aching * I was surrounded by grown-ups, but no one talked to me * I felt like a stone, left by the side of the road, forgotten by everyone * But I did not want to live like this forever * I saved up a little money, and ran away in secret * I walked alone across the open fields of England, for days on end * The soles of my shoes wore through, and my feet were covered in blisters * I was heading to Dover, to find my father's aunt, Miss Betsey Trotwood * When I finally found my aunt, I was covered in dirt from head to toe * She stood at the garden gate, and stared at me for a long time * Then she said, "Come along, child, let's get you washed up first" * My aunt spoke in a gruff voice, but her heart was softer than anyone's * She took me in, and sent me to school * At school, I met a boy named Steerforth * He was handsome, he spoke well, and I thought of him as my best friend * But I was wrong about him * He ran away with Peggotty's niece Little Em'ly, and shattered a perfectly good family * That was when I learned, the better someone smiles, the less you can trust their heart * I also met Mr Micawber * He was a poor gentleman, always in debt, always waiting for money that was "coming any day now" * But he never once wore a gloomy face, he laughed every single day * Later, Mr Micawber exposed the scheme of a true villain * That villain was Uriah Heep, always bowing his head, calling himself "humble" * But all along, he had been scheming behind people's backs, cheating Mr Wickfield out of his fortune * Mr Micawber presented the evidence, and exposed him before everyone * Mr Wickfield's daughter Agnes, was the kindest person I have ever known * She was always quiet and gentle, and every word she said put your heart at ease * In my most confused moments, she said to me, "David, you're going to be someone remarkable" * I did not understand it then, but later I realized, she had been by my side all along * When I grew older, I fell in love with Dora * She was beautiful beyond words, her smile like a flower in spring * We got married, and our days were as sweet as honey * But Dora's health was never good, she grew thinner and thinner, like a flower slowly wilting away * In the end, she left me * That night, I sat alone in the empty room, and the whole world went silent * After Dora was gone, I poured all my grief into writing * Page by page, I turned all the happy and painful days into stories * And as I wrote, I suddenly realized, the one who had always been there for me, was Agnes * She was not as dazzling as Dora, but she was like a lamp, burning quietly, never going out * I finally gathered the courage, and told Agnes what was in my heart * She cried, and said she had waited for those words for so very long * We got married, and our life was peaceful and warm * I sat at my desk writing stories, while she sat beside me, reading quietly * The fire in the hearth crackled, and rain fell softly outside the window * I looked up at her, and she smiled back at me * In this life of mine, I have taken many wrong turns, endured much hardship, and lost the ones I loved most * But I never once gave up * I went from a little boy washing bottles, to a man who tells stories * If you ask me, was this life worth living * I would say, yes, it was worth it * Every single step was worth it

每天五分钟听经典英文故事，读绘本，磨耳朵。一个淘气男孩的冒险成长故事, 刷墙的智慧, 墓地惊魂 * On the banks of the Mississippi River, in the little town of St Petersburg, summer sun baked the white wooden houses * A boy with messy hair ran barefoot down the muddy road, his pockets full of marbles and dead bugs, his knees caked in mud * His name was Tom Sawyer, the biggest troublemaker in town * Aunt Polly stood at the door, waving a wooden spoon, Tom slipped out the back, hopped over the fence, and ran faster than a rabbit * He didn't want to whitewash that long fence, it was his punishment for the day * He crouched under a tree watching ants carry their loads, his mind spinning with a clever trick * Suddenly he jumped up, grabbed the brush, and made one stroke on the wall * His friend Billy walked by, and Tom pretended that painting the fence was the most fun thing in the world * He hummed a tune, painted a stroke, stepped back, and tilted his head to admire his work * Billy was mesmerized, and begged Tom to let him try * Tom shook his head and said, "This isn't just for anyone, you know" * Billy pulled out an apple, and only then did Tom hand over the brush * One by one, the other kids lined up to paint the fence * Tom sat under the tree eating apples, watching them work * The fence got painted three times, and his pockets were stuffed with marbles, spools of thread, and little pinwheels * The sun went down, and the town grew quiet, Tom climbed out the window with a dead cat and sneaked off to the graveyard * He wanted to try an old trick, using a dead cat to cure warts * Huck Finn was waiting for him under the old tree * Huck had no mother and no home, he wore ragged clothes, and the grown-ups in town wouldn't let him near their children * The two boys crouched behind a tombstone, the moonlight stretching their shadows long * Three dark figures walked up, it was Dr Robinson, old Muff Potter, and Injun Joe * They were digging up a grave, and a quarrel broke out * Injun Joe knocked Potter to the ground with one punch, grabbed Potter's knife, and stabbed the doctor * Tom and Huck trembled all over, clutching each other in terror * Injun Joe shoved the knife into Potter's hand, and when Potter woke up, he thought he'd killed the man * The two boys ran home as fast as they could, swearing they'd never breathe a word about that night * A few days later, Potter was locked up in jail, Everyone in town said he was the murderer * Tom couldn't eat, couldn't sleep * He went to visit Potter, and Potter actually thanked the townsfolk for being kind to him * Tom's heart felt like a stone was pressing down on it * On the day of the trial, Tom sat in the courtroom, his palms dripping with sweat * Potter hung his head, and his lawyer didn't even try to defend him * Tom stood up and walked to the judge * He raised his hand and told the truth about that night * Injun Joe lunged forward, knocked over his chair, smashed through the courtroom door, and disappeared without a trace * Potter was set free, and he hugged Tom and cried * Tom became the hero of the town, but he wasn't happy at all * Injun Joe was still out there somewhere, and Tom had nightmares every night * He got his best friends Joe Harper and Huck together, and the three of them decided to become pirates * They stole some bread and salted meat, paddled a raft down the river, and landed on Jackson's Island * No grown-ups on the island, and no rules either * They swam in their bare skin, caught fish in the river, and kept the campfire burning till midnight * Tom lay on the grass, thinking it was the greatest place in the world * The townsfolk searched every inch of the riverbank, but couldn't find the three boys * Everyone thought they'd drowned * A funeral was held at the church, and Aunt Polly cried so hard she could barely stand * Just as the preacher was saying the last words, the church door creaked open * Tom, Huck, and Joe Harper stood in the doorway, alive and full of energy * The whole church went silent for a second, then erupted into deafening cheers * Aunt Polly grabbed Tom and held him tight, laughing and crying at the same time * Near the end of summer, Becky invited everyone to explore McDougal's Cave * The cave was huge, its tunnels winding like a maze * Tom and Becky ran ahead of the others, holding up candles, going deeper and deeper * They saw bats, an underground lake, and stalactites hanging like icicles * When the candles were almost gone, they realized they were lost * Tom scratched marks on the walls, but every tunnel looked the same * Becky was terrified, tears rolling down her cheeks one by one * Tom held her hand and promised he'd find the way out * They shared the last piece of cake, and when the candles died, the cave was pitch black * Tom felt his way forward, his fingers trailing along the wet stone walls * Then he spotted a faint glimmer of light in the distance * It was sunlight, He pulled Becky through a small hole and out into the open * They collapsed on the grass, gulping down big breaths of fresh air * The whole town was overjoyed, but then Tom heard something terrible * The judge had put a heavy iron door on the cave entrance and locked it * Tom's face went white in an instant * Injun Joe was still inside the cave * People rushed to the cave, pried open the door, and found Injun Joe dead inside, his knife still beside him * Tom stayed silent for a long time * Some time later, Tom went to find Huck * He led Huck back into the cave, and from the corner where Injun Joe had hidden, they dug out a chest full of gold coins * Twelve thousand dollars in gold, gleaming in the candlelight * The two boys stared wide-eyed, looking at each other, and then they burst out laughing together * Everyone in town said Tom Sawyer had grown up, that he'd become a real hero * But Tom was still the same old Tom, with his messy hair, his muddy knees, and his pockets full of marbles and stones

每天五分钟听经典英文故事,读绘本,磨耳朵.一只小兔子的菜园大冒险,顽皮与成长的故事温暖了一百多年的小读者 * Once upon a time there were four little Rabbits, and their names were Flopsy, Mopsy, Cotton-tail, and Peter * They lived with their Mother in a sand-bank, underneath the root of a very big fir-tree * "Now my dears," said old Mrs. Rabbit one morning, "you may go into the fields or down the lane, but don't go into Mr. McGregor's garden your Father had an accident there he was put in a pie by Mrs. McGregor" * "Now run along, and don't get into mischief I am going out" * Then old Mrs. Rabbit took a basket and her umbrella, and went through the wood to the baker's She bought a loaf of brown bread and five currant buns * Flopsy, Mopsy, and Cotton-tail, who were good little bunnies, went down the lane to gather blackberries * But Peter, who was very naughty, ran straight away to Mr. McGregor's garden, and squeezed under the gate * First he ate some lettuces and some French beans and then he ate some radishes * And then, feeling rather sick, he went to look for some parsley * But round the end of a cucumber frame, whom should he meet but Mr. McGregor * Mr. McGregor was on his hands and knees planting out young cabbages, but he jumped up and ran after Peter, waving a rake and calling out, "Stop thief" * Peter was most dreadfully frightened he rushed all over the garden, for he had forgotten the way back to the gate * He lost one of his shoes among the cabbages, and the other shoe amongst the potatoes * After losing them, he ran on four legs and went faster, so that I think he might have got away altogether if he had not unfortunately run into a gooseberry net, and got caught by the large buttons on his jacket It was a blue jacket with brass buttons, quite new * Peter gave himself up for lost, and shed big tears but his sobs were overheard by some friendly sparrows, who flew to him in great excitement, and implored him to exert himself * Mr. McGregor came up with a sieve, which he intended to pop upon the top of Peter but Peter wriggled out just in time, leaving his jacket behind him * He rushed into the tool-shed, and jumped into a can It would have been a beautiful thing to hide in, if it had not had so much water in it * Mr. McGregor was quite sure that Peter was somewhere in the tool-shed, perhaps hidden underneath a flower-pot He began to turn them over carefully, looking under each * Presently Peter sneezed "Kertyschoo" Mr. McGregor was after him in no time * He tried to put his foot upon Peter, who jumped out of a window, upsetting three plants The window was too small for Mr. McGregor, and he was tired of running after Peter He went back to his work * Peter sat down to rest he was out of breath and trembling with fright, and he had not the least idea which way to go Also he was very damp with sitting in that can * After a time he began to wander about, going lippity — lippity — not very fast, and looking all round * He found a door in a wall but it was locked, and there was no room for a fat little rabbit to squeeze underneath * An old mouse was running in and out over the stone doorstep, carrying peas and beans to her family in the wood Peter asked her the way to the gate, but she had such a large pea in her mouth that she could not answer She only shook her head at him Peter began to cry * Then he tried to find his way straight across the garden, but he became more and more puzzled * Presently, he came to a pond where Mr. McGregor filled his water-cans A white cat was staring at some gold-fish, she sat very, very still, but now and then the tip of her tail twitched as if it were alive Peter thought it best to go away without speaking to her he had heard about cats from his cousin, little Benjamin Bunny * He went back towards the tool-shed, but suddenly, quite close to him, he heard the noise of a hoe scr-r-ritch, scratch, scratch, scritch Peter scuttered underneath the bushes * But presently, as nothing happened, he came out, and climbed upon a wheelbarrow and peeped over The first thing he saw was Mr. McGregor hoeing onions His back was turned towards Peter, and beyond him was the gate * Peter got down very quietly off the wheelbarrow, and started running as fast as he could go, along a straight walk behind some black-currant bushes * Mr. McGregor caught sight of him at the corner, but Peter did not care He slipped underneath the gate, and was safe at last in the wood outside the garden * Mr. McGregor hung up the little jacket and the shoes for a scare-crow to frighten the blackbirds * Peter never stopped running or looked behind him till he got home to the big fir-tree * He was so tired that he flopped down upon the nice soft sand on the floor of the rabbit-hole and shut his eyes His mother was busy cooking she wondered what he had done with his clothes It was the second little jacket and pair of shoes that Peter had lost in a fortnight * I am sorry to say that Peter was not very well during the evening * His mother put him to bed, and made some camomile tea and she gave a dose of it to Peter * "One table-spoonful to be taken at bed-time" * But Flopsy, Mopsy, and Cotton-tail had bread and milk and blackberries for supper

原著作者｜Phoebe Gilman 每天五分钟听经典英文故事，读绘本，磨耳朵。一条蓝星星毯子，在爷爷的巧手下变成外套、背心、领带、手帕、纽扣，直到什么都没有了，爱却变成了一个永远的故事。 * There's something in this world that gets better the older it gets * It's not gold, not jewels * It's the love Grandpa sews into every stitch, every thread * Joseph knew this secret from the time he was little * The day Joseph was born, Grandpa brought an old chair, sat down by the window * He took out a piece of blue fabric, covered in little golden stars * Grandpa's needle went up and down, stitching all afternoon long * A beautiful blue starry blanket was done * Mom wrapped the blanket around Joseph, and he slept so soundly * Joseph grew bigger every day, and the blanket grew older * It got fuzzy, and the edges started to fray * Mom said, "Joseph, this blanket is old and worn, it's time to throw it out" * Joseph ran to find Grandpa * Grandpa picked up the blanket, looked it over, rubbed his chin, and smiled * "Grandpa can fix anything" * He picked up his scissors, snip snip, and turned the blanket into a blue jacket * Joseph put on the jacket, and ran outside happily * Joseph wore his jacket to school, to play, and to buy candy in town * The jacket got smaller and smaller, and the cuffs started to tear * Mom said, "Joseph, this jacket is old and worn, it's time to throw it out" * Joseph ran to Grandpa again * Grandpa picked up the jacket, turned it inside out, and smiled * "Grandpa can fix anything" * He picked up his scissors, snip snip, and turned the jacket into a blue vest * Joseph put on the vest, and felt so proud * As the days went by, the vest got worn out too * Mom said it was time to throw it away * Grandpa picked up his scissors, and turned the vest into a blue tie * Joseph wore the tie to his school play, and all his friends said it looked great * Later the tie got old too, and Grandpa turned it into a blue handkerchief * Joseph folded the handkerchief neatly every day, and kept it in his pocket * The handkerchief got worn through, so Grandpa took the last piece of blue cloth * He stitched it carefully, sew and sew, into a little button * Joseph sewed the button onto his shirt, and told everyone he met * "This was made by my Grandpa" * One day, Joseph looked down, and the button was gone * He searched every pocket, looked all over his room, but the button was nowhere to be found * Joseph ran to Grandpa, and said sadly * "Grandpa, the button is lost, there's nothing left" * Grandpa held Joseph close, didn't say a word, just patted his back gently * That night, Joseph sat at the table, picked up a pen * He drew a blue starry blanket on the paper, drew the jacket, drew the vest * He drew the tie, drew the handkerchief, drew that little button * And he wrote down this story, word by word * The material was gone, but the story would last forever * Joseph handed the paper to Mom, and said with a smile * "Look Mom, Grandpa's way, it can even make a book"

每天五分钟听经典英文故事，读绘本，磨耳朵。一个孩子眼里无所不能的妈妈，温暖幽默，充满爱与想象力。 * She's nice, my mum * My mum's a fantastic cook, and a brilliant juggler * She's a great painter, and the strongest woman in the world * She's really nice, my mum * My mum's a magic gardener, and she can make anything grow * And she's a good fairy, when I'm sad she can make me happy * She can sing like an angel, and roar like a lion * She's really, really nice, my mum * My mum's as beautiful as a butterfly, and as comfy as an armchair * She's as soft as a kitten, and as tough as a rhino * She's really, really, REALLY nice, my mum * My mum could be a dancer, or an astronaut * She could be a film star, or the big boss * But she's my mum * She's a supermum * And she makes me laugh, a lot * I love my mum * And you know what * She loves me * and she always will

每天五分钟听经典英文故事，读绘本，磨耳朵。一个虚荣的皇帝被骗子愚弄，全城人都假装看见不存在的华服，直到一个天真的小孩喊出真相。 * Many years ago, there was an emperor who loved beautiful new clothes, he spent all his money on clothes, never cared about his army, never watched plays, never went to the park, only thought about showing off his new clothes * People always said about him, "The emperor is in the dressing room" * One day, two tricksters came to the city, they said they were weavers who could weave the most beautiful cloth anyone could imagine * This cloth had a strange quality, anyone who was foolish or incompetent would not be able to see it * The emperor thought, if I wear such clothes, I can find out who in my kingdom is incompetent, who is wise and who is foolish * So he paid a lot of money to the two tricksters and asked them to weave the cloth right away * Actually there was nothing on the looms, the tricksters put all the silk and gold into their own pockets, only pretending to work on the empty looms until late at night * First, the emperor sent his honest old minister to look, the minister opened his eyes very wide, but saw nothing * But he thought, could I be foolish?, I must never let anyone know! * So he praised it saying, "It's beautiful! It's wonderful!" * The emperor then sent another official to look, similarly he saw nothing and dared not say anything, only kept praising how beautiful the cloth was * Finally, the emperor went to look himself, he saw nothing and was very scared inside, am I a foolish person?, don't I deserve to be emperor? * But he still said, "Oh, it's beautiful! I'm very satisfied!" * The emperor granted the two tricksters titles of nobility and medals, he called them "Royal Weavers" * The night before the parade, the tricksters worked through the night, they lit candles, pretended to cut fabric with scissors, sewed with needles that had no thread * The next morning, the emperor arrived with his knights, the two tricksters raised their hands as if holding something, they said, "Here are the pants, here's the robe, here's the outer garment, light as spider webs, you feel like you're wearing nothing" * The emperor took off all his clothes, the tricksters pretended to dress him in the new garments, they fastened something around his waist as a train * The emperor turned before the mirror, everyone said, "How perfectly it fits! How beautiful!" * The emperor paraded through the streets beneath a magnificent canopy, people on the streets and in windows all exclaimed, "Wow! The emperor's new clothes are so beautiful! The train is so gorgeous!" * Nobody wanted to admit they couldn't see anything * Suddenly, a child shouted out, "But he's not wearing any clothes!" * The father said, "Listen to that innocent voice!", everyone quietly spread the word * "He isn't wearing any clothes! A child said he isn't wearing any clothes!" * "He really isn't wearing any clothes!", finally all the people said * The emperor trembled slightly, but he thought, I must complete the parade * So he walked with even prouder spirits, his officials followed behind, holding a train that didn't actually exist

每天五分钟听经典英文故事，读绘本，磨耳朵。一个穷困潦倒的美国水手意外获得一张百万英镑钞票，在伦敦上演了一段关于信任、友谊与命运的奇妙冒险。 * London, fog drifted over the Thames * A young man in a worn coat stood before a grand house, clutching a letter * The envelope had no name, just one line: please come at three o'clock * He didn't know that pushing open that door would change his fate forever * The young man's name was Henry, an American sailor * A month ago his ship had gone down at sea, and he'd drifted to England with only one dollar in his pocket * He was starving, walking the streets of London, too ashamed to even step into a bakery * Just as he was about to faint from hunger, a letter was pressed into his hand * The door opened * Two elderly men with white hair sat by the fireplace, their eyes gleaming * The older brother said, "Young man, I'd like to make a bet with you" * He pulled a banknote from a drawer, and slapped it on the table * Henry looked down, and his eyes nearly popped out of his head * It was a million-pound banknote, more money than he'd ever seen in his entire life * The older brother said, "I bet that if you give this note to a poor man, he'll starve in a month, because no one in London can change it" * The younger brother shook his head, "I bet he won't just survive, he'll thrive" * Before Henry could figure out what was happening, the banknote was stuffed into his pocket * The two old men pushed him out the door * Henry clutched the million-pound note, walking down a London street * His stomach growling, he stepped into a small restaurant, and ordered a steak * After he finished, he pulled out the note and handed it over * The owner took one look, his eyes went wide, and his hands started to shake * He searched every drawer, searched every shelf, but couldn't make change for a single penny * Henry said, "No worries, I'll come back and settle up another day" * The owner grabbed his arm, "Sir, come anytime you like, this meal is on the house" * Henry stood there in shock * He walked into a tailor's shop, hoping to get a proper suit made * The tailor took his measurements, and Henry handed over the banknote * One glance at it, and the tailor's legs nearly buckled * He said with deepest respect, "Sir, this suit is free, please come back in a few days to pick it up" * Just as Henry turned to leave, the tailor called after him * "Sir, could you possibly change this into smaller bills, so I can give you your change" * Henry said, "I don't have any other money on me" * The tailor gritted his teeth, dug into his own pocket, and pressed a handful of coins into Henry's hand * "Sir, here's your change, please keep it safe" * Word spread fast * All of London was talking about the young American with the million-pound note * Restaurants competed to invite him for meals, shops competed to send him gifts, and newspapers put him on the front page * No one dared take his money, and no one could change that banknote * Henry didn't spend a single penny, yet he ate the finest food, wore the finest clothes, and stayed in the best hotels * One day, Henry met a girl in the park * Her name was Portia, and her eyes shone like moonlight on the Thames * Portia didn't care whether Henry had money or not * She just thought this American young man was funny, and his laugh was bright and warm * For the first time, Henry felt that the banknote had brought him something more than free lunches, it had brought him a real friend * The days went by * Henry discovered a secret, as long as people believe you're rich, you really are rich * He started helping friends sell stocks, and connecting businessmen with each other * What people saw wasn't his ability, but that million-pound note in his pocket, the likes of which no one had ever seen * After a month, Henry had earned twenty thousand pounds of his own, all through the power of trust * He carefully folded the million-pound note, and tucked it into his coat pocket * The thirty days were up * Henry walked into the grand house in a sharp suit * The two old men sat by the fireplace, exactly as they had a month before * Henry pulled out the banknote, set it on the table, and said with a smile * "I'm returning this note to you, without a single scratch on it * But I've made twenty thousand pounds, and I've made the best friend in the world" * The older brother's jaw dropped, he couldn't say a word * The younger brother slapped the table and laughed, "I won" * Portia walked in from outside, and took Henry's arm * She looked at the two old men with a bright smile, and said * "And soon, he'll have one more family member" * Henry looked at Portia, then at the banknote on the table, the one that had rewritten his destiny * He smiled, brighter than the London sunshine

原著作者｜安东尼·布朗（Anthony Browne）｜每天五分钟听经典英文故事，读绘本，磨耳朵。一个孩子眼中的超级爸爸，像大猩猩一样强壮，像泰迪熊一样柔软，他什么都不怕，因为他爱我。 * He's all right, my dad * My dad isn't afraid of ANYTHING, even the Big Bad Wolf * He can jump right over the moon, and walk on a tightrope, without falling off * He can wrestle with giants, or win the fathers' race on sports day easily * He's all right, my dad * My dad can eat like a horse, and he can swim like a fish * He's as strong as a gorilla, and as happy as a hippopotamus * He's all right, my dad * My dad's as big as a house, and as soft as my teddy * He's as wise as an owl, except when he tries to help * He's all right, my dad * My dad's a great dancer, and a brilliant singer * He's fantastic at soccer, and he makes me laugh, a lot * I love my dad, and you know what * HE LOVES ME, and he always will

原著作者｜五味太郎（Gomi Taro）｜每天五分钟听经典英文故事，读绘本，磨耳朵。鳄鱼怕看牙医，牙医怕看鳄鱼，当两个"怕怕鬼"相遇，一场爆笑又温馨的看牙之旅开始了 * The crocodile's tooth really hurts * He holds his cheek, pacing back and forth in the room * But he can't avoid seeing the dentist * The crocodile looks at himself in the mirror, and slowly says, "Do I really have to go" * The dentist sits in the clinic, flipping through the appointment book * A crocodile is coming to see him today * The dentist puts down the book, sighs and says, "Do I really have to go" * The crocodile puts on his coat, opens the door, and walks forward step by step * He keeps his head down, staring at his toes * "I really have to go" * The dentist puts on his white coat, turns on the exam room light * He picks up the mirror and the little hook, and takes a deep breath * "I really have to go" * The crocodile walks through the clinic door * The hallway smells like disinfectant * He looks up and sees the dental room sign, his legs feel a bit weak * "Ah", the crocodile lets out a small cry * The dentist hears footsteps outside the door * He turns around, and sees a huge shadow at the door * "Ah", the dentist also lets out a small cry * The crocodile sits in the treatment chair * The dentist pulls the lamp closer, leaning toward the crocodile's mouth * Both of them open their eyes wide * The crocodile thinks to himself, "I really have to go" * The dentist also thinks to himself, "I really have to go" * The dentist picks up the little mirror, and looks inside the crocodile's mouth * A big cavity, dark and deep * The crocodile opens his mouth wide, showing his sharp teeth * The dentist's hands are shaking a little * The crocodile's mouth is also shaking a little * The dentist picks up the drill, aiming at the bad tooth * "Ouch", the crocodile cries out * He swings his hand, almost hitting the dentist * "Ouch", the dentist also cries out * He steps back, almost falling down * The dentist steadies himself, and leans in again * "Don't be afraid", the dentist says softly * He pats the crocodile's shoulder * "Don't be afraid", the crocodile also says softly * He pats the dentist's arm * The dentist keeps drilling the bad tooth * The grinding sound fills the room * The crocodile grips the armrests of the chair tightly * The dentist grips his tools tightly too * Both of them are trying to hold on * Finally, the drilling is done * The dentist puts down his tools, and wipes the sweat * The crocodile lets go of the armrests, and lets out a long breath * Both of them are exhausted * The dentist starts to fill the tooth * Little by little, he fills the material into the cavity * The crocodile keeps his mouth open, not moving at all * The dentist works carefully, filling it bit by bit * The filling is done * The dentist turns off the lamp, and stands up * The crocodile sits up in the chair, moving his jaw around * They look at each other * The dentist says seriously, "You must brush your teeth every day" * The crocodile nods hard, and says seriously, "I will brush my teeth every day" * The crocodile stands up, and walks toward the door * He takes two steps, then turns around * "So I will never forget to brush my teeth" * The dentist also nods, watching the crocodile leave * "So you will never forget to brush your teeth" * The crocodile reaches the door, and pushes it open * "See you next year" * The dentist stands in the exam room, waving his hand * "See you next year" * The crocodile walks on his way home, holding his mouth * He thinks to himself, "I never want to see him again" * The dentist sits in the clinic, putting away his tools * He also thinks to himself, "I never want to see him again"

原著作者｜Leo Lionni * This is little blue * Here he is at home with papa and mama blue * Little blue has many friends, but his best friend is little yellow * who lives across the street * How they love to play at hide-and-seek * and ring-a-ring-o'-roses * In school they sit still in neat rows * After school they run and jump and chase each other all the way home * One day mama blue went shopping * "You stay home," she said to little blue * But little blue went out to look for little yellow * Alas, the house across the street was empty * He looked here * and there * and everywhere * until suddenly, around a corner, there was little yellow * Happily they hugged each other * and hugged each other * and hugged each other * until they were green * Then they went to play in the park * They ran through a long dark tunnel * They chased little orange up and down the hills * They climbed a great big mountain * When they were tired, they went home * But papa and mama blue said, "You are not our little blue, you are green" * And papa and mama yellow said, "You are not our little yellow, you are green" * Little blue and little yellow were very sad * They cried big blue and yellow tears * They cried and cried until they were all tears * When they finally pulled themselves apart, there was little blue * and there was little yellow * They said, "Will they believe us now" * Mama blue and papa blue were very happy to see their little blue * They hugged him and kissed him * And they hugged little yellow too * but look, they became green * Now they knew what had happened * and so they went across the street to bring the good news * They all hugged each other with joy * and the children played until suppertime