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1、安徒生童话：The Flying Trunk 飞箱There once was a merchant so wealthy that he could have paved a whole street with silver, and still have had enough left over to pave a little alley. But he did nothing of the sort. He knew better ways of using his money than that. If he parted with pennies they came back to
2、 him as crowns. Thats the sort of merchant he was-and then he died.Now his son got all the money, and he led a merry life, went to masquerades every night, made paper dolls out of banknotes, and played ducks and drakes at the lake with gold pieces instead of pebbles. This makes the money go, and his
3、 inheritance was soon gone. At last he had only four pennies, and only a pair of slippers and a dressing gown to wear.Now his former friends didnt care for him any more, as he could no longer appear in public with them, but one of them was so good as to send him an old trunk, with the hint that he p
4、ack and be off. This was all very well, but he had nothing to pack, so he sat himself in it.It was no ordinary trunk. Press on the lock and it would fly. And thats just what it did. Whisk! It flew up the chimney, and over the clouds, and away through the skies. The bottom of it was so creaky that he
5、 feared he would fall through it, and what a fine somersault he would have made then! Good gracious! But at long last he came down safely, in the land of the Turks. He hid his trunk under some dry leaves in the woods, and set off toward the nearest town. He could do so very well, for the Turks all w
6、ear dressing gowns and slippers, just as he did.When he passed a nurse with a child, he said, Hello, Turkish nurse. Tell me, whats that great big palace at the edge of town? The one that has its windows up so high.Thats where the Sultans daughter lives, said the nurse. It has been foretold that she
7、will be unhappy when she falls in love, so no one is ever permitted to visit her except in the presence of her mother and father.Thank you, said the merchants son. Back he went to the woods, sat in his trunk, and whisked off to the roof of the palace. From there, he climbed in at the Princesss windo
8、w.She lay fast asleep on a sofa, and she looked so lovely that the merchants son couldnt help kissing her. She woke up and was terribly frightened, but he told her he was a Turkish prophet, who had sailed through the air just to see her. This pleased her very much.As they sat there, side by side, he
9、 told her stories about her eyes. He said they were beautifully dark, deep lakes in which her thoughts went swimming by like mermaids. He told her about her forehead, which he compared to a snow-covered mountainside with its many wonderful halls and pictures. Then he told her about the stork, which
10、brings lovely little children from over the sea. Oh, they were such pretty stories! Then he asked her to marry him, and the Princess said yes, right away.But you must come on Saturday, she told him, when my mother and father will be here to have tea with me. They will be so proud when I tell them I
11、am going to marry a prophet. But be sure you have a really pretty tale to tell them, for both my parents love stories. My mother likes them to be elevating and moral, but my father likes them merry, to make him laugh.I shall bring no other wedding present than a fairy tale, he told her, and so they
12、parted. But first the Princess made him a present of a gold saber all covered with gold pieces, and this came in very handy.He flew away, bought himself a new dressing gown, and went to the woods to invent a fairy tale. That wasnt so easy. However, he had it ready promptly on Saturday. The Sultan, h
13、is wife and the whole court awaited him at the Princesss tea party. They gave him a splendid reception.Wont you tell us a story? said the Sultans wife. One that is instructive and thoughtful.One that will make us laugh, too, said the Sultan.To be sure, he said, and started his story. Now listen clos
14、ely.There once was a bundle of matches, and they were particularly proud of their lofty ancestry. Their family tree-that is to say, the great pine tree of which they were little splinters-had been a great old tree in the forest. As the matches lay on the kitchen shelf, they talked of their younger d
15、ays to the tinder box and an old iron pot beside them. When we were a part of the green branches, they said, then we really were on a green branch! Every morning and evening we were served the diamond tea that is called dew drops. We had sunshine all day long, and the little birds had to tell us sto
16、ries. It was plain to see that we were wealthy, for while the other trees garments lasted only the summer, our family could afford to wear green clothes all the year round. But then the woodcutters came, there was a big revolution, and our family was broken up. The chief support of our family got a place as the mainmast of a fine ship, that could sail around the world if need be. The other branches were scattered in diff
