从百草园到三味书屋 课文(英文版)

From Herbs to Sanweishuwu (English) text

Behind my house there is a large park, according to legend called Baicao garden. It is sold with the house already and the children of Zhuwen Gong, and even the last time the meet has also been an interval of seven or eight years, of which only some weeds seem conclusive; that time it was my paradise.

Needless to say green vegetable bed, smooth Ishii bar, the tall acacia trees, purple mulberry; do not have to say that in the leaves, Zhang Yin Maemi, the Hornets fell on cauliflower obesity, the nimble called the Son of Heaven (The Lark) suddenly from the grass between dart gone to the sky. One is just around the foot of the wall along the mud, there is unlimited fun. Oil sinica here humming, crickets are playing here. Turn off bricks, sometimes met centipede; there cantharidin, if the backbone with your fingers hold it, it will snapped, while the smoke emitted from the rear orifices. Magnolia vine Polygonum wrapped rattan and contact with, a lotus magnolia fruit in general, the root of Polygonum multiflorum are bloated.Some say it is like the human form Polygonum multiflorum root, and eating can become immortal, so often I pull it up and continuously involved in pulling together, have so damaged the walls, but has never seen any kind of a root like a man . If you are not afraid of thorns, you can pick the raspberries, save as a small coral beads into a small ball, sweet and sour, taste and color was much better than the mulberry.

Long grass is not, as was rumored that the garden there is a great serpent.

Mom had told me long to listen to a story: In the past, there is a scholar in the hard living in the temple at night, enjoy the cool air in the yard, I suddenly heard someone call him. Agreed with all sides, when looking at a beauty Lian Lu fleet on the wall, to his smile, omitted. He was pleased; but actually going to happen to that old monk came to see through the organ. Yao Qi wrote on his face, must meet beautiful snake; This is the first snake monster who can call names, if a promise, the night will have to eat the flesh of this man. He naturally scared to death, and that the old monk is nothing wrong road, give him a small box, that as long as on the pillow, pillows clothes can be high.Although he still do, but always can not sleep, - of course not sleep. To the middle of the night, did indeed come up, Falling! Like the wind and rain outside. A heap when he was shaking, but excluded the sound heard, a golden flying out from the pillow, what a sound was heard outside, then, that gold will fly back, grabbing the box. What happened then? Later, the old monk said that this was a flying centipede, snake can suck the brains, beauty snake was killed