四年级英文童话故事：The Half-Chick
少儿英语小短文：小蛋壳的故事
少儿英语小短文：小蛋壳的故事"Pi crackling!" The small shell cracked, drilled a furry baby chicken. Chicken mother took the baby to go for a walk. The wind blows, the chicken mother opens the big wing, the chicken baby quickly drill in. This is his new home.Little eggshell is a bit lonely. "Now I'm not a chicken house. Right, I'll go to a little baby, and do it." The grunt rolled away.A bee is collecting pollen. "Honey, honey, I'm your new home!" "Thank you, little eggshell. I am not a bee baby, I'm a bee. My home is in a big tree, the round of the honeycomb is my home."An ant is pulling the worm. "Baby, I'm your new home!" "Thank you, little eggshell. I'm not a baby, I'm an ant. My home on the ridge, the small hole is my home."A little frog is singing. "Baby, I'm your new home!" "Thank you, little eggshell. I'm not a frog, I'm a frog. My home is in front of a small pond."A little snail was walking. "Baby, I'm your new home!" "Thank you, little eggshell. I have a home, you see my home on the back."Who also don't it, little eggshell a little sad. A beetle pass by here. "Too well, my baby is missing a cradle, and the shell is just good!" The Scarab holds a flower shop in the small piece of eggshell. More comfortable!"Go to sleep, baby." The beetle to sleep in the cradle of the egg baby sing. Little eggshell, listen, and sleep.“噼噼啪！”小蛋壳裂开了，钻出一只毛茸茸的鸡宝宝。
小学英语 英语故事(童话故事)The Little Match Girt 卖火柴的小女孩
The Little Match Girt 卖火柴的小女孩Once upon a time a little girl tried to make a living by selling matches in the street. The snow-clad streets were deserted. From brightly lit windows came the tinkle of laughter and the sound of singing. But the poor little match seller sat sadly beside the fountain. Her ragged dress and worn shawl did not keep out the cold. She hadn't sold one box of matches all day and she was frightened to go home, for her father would certainly be angry.The little girl's fingers were stiff with cold. If only she could light a match! But what would her father say at such a waste! Falteringly she took out a match and lit it. What a nice warm flame! The little match seller cupped her hand over it, and as she did so, she magically saw in its light a big brightly burning stove. She held out her hands to the heat, but just then the match went out and the vision faded. The night seemed darker than before and it was getting colder.After hesitating for a long time, she struck another match on the wall, and this time the glimmer turned the wall into a great sheet of crystal. Beyond that stood a fine table laden with food and lit by a candlestick. Holding out her arms towards the plates, the little match seller seemed to pass through the glass, but then the match went out and the magic faded.She lit the third match and an even more wonderful thing happened. There stood a Christmas tree hung with hundreds of candles, glittering with tinsel and colored balls. "Oh, how lovely!" exclaimed the little match seller, holding up the match. Then, the match burned her finger and flickered out.Scarcely aware of what she was doing, the little match seller lit another match. This time, she saw her grandmother. "Granny, stay with me!" she pleaded, as she lit one match after the other, so that her grandmother would not disappear like all the other visions.However, Granny did not vanish, but gazed smilingly at her. Then she opened her arms and the little girl hugged her crying: "Granny, take me away with you!"A cold day dawned and a pale sun shone on the fountain and the icy road. Close by lay the lifeless body of a little girl surrounded by spent matches. "Poor little thing!" exclaimed the passersby. "She was trying to keep warm!"But by that time, the little match seller was far away, where there is neither cold, nor hunger, nor pain.。
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小学四年级英语童话故事（三篇）
【导语】英语故事会出现学⽣认识或是不认识的单词，⽽这个单词的重复不断出现，会加深同学们对单词的记忆，这种记忆不同于⼀般的死记硬背，⽽是在潜移默化中，让学⽣记住单词，并且不枯燥。
以下是⽆忧考整理的《⼩学四年级英语童话故事（三篇）》，希望帮助到您。
⼩学四年级英语童话故事篇⼀：⼩猪搬西⽠ In spring, the mother pig took the little pig LuLu to the foot of the mountain. They planted some watermelon. When summer came, there were many big round watermelons in the field. One day, the sun was burning like a fire, it was terribly hot on the ground. The mother pig said to the little pig:"Lulu, go to the field to pick a watermelon back,ok?" Lulu said happily:"Ok! No problem." Then he ran to the watermelon field. When he got to the field, he was happy to find so many big green watermelons. He chose one of the biggest watermelon and picked it from the vine. Then he held it with his hands trying to lift is on his shoulder to carry it home. "Wow!It's so heavy!" Lulu tried several times, but he failed. And he was socked with sweat. He wiped his sweat off and decided to have a rest. Suddenly he saw the monkey Pipi. He was playing with a hoop. Lulu patted his head and said:"I've got it." He thought,the round hoop can roll, the watermelon round too,then it can roll too.He then put the big melon on the ground and rolled it forward quickly. At last he got home with the watermelon.The mother pig knew the story, she exclaimed:"My child, you're really clever!" 春天的时候，猪妈妈带着⼩猪噜噜，在⼭坡下种了⼀⼤⽚西⽠。
两分钟儿童英语小故事带翻译：小红母鸡的故事
两分钟儿童英语小故事带翻译：小红母鸡的故事A little red hen once found a grain of wheat. “ Who will plant this wheat?” she said. “I won’t,” says the dog.“I won’t,” says the cat.“I won’t,” says the pig.“I won’t,” says the turkey.“Then I will,” says the little redhen . ”cluck! cluck!” So she planted the grain of wheat.小红母鸡找到一粒小麦。
“谁愿意种这粒小麦?她问大家。
狗说：“我不种。
”猫说：“我不种。
”猪说：“我不种。
”火鸡说：“我也不种。
”“那我自己种。
”小红母鸡说。
“克拉克!克拉克!”Very soon the wheat began to grow and the green leavescame out of the ground . the sun shone and the rain fell andthe wheat kept on growing until it was tall, strong, and ripe.小红母鸡把那粒小麦种好了。
很快，麦子破土而出，冒出了绿芽。
阳光的照射，雨水的浇灌，麦子长得又高又壮，逐步成熟了。
“who will reap this wheat?” says the little red hen.“I won’t,” says the dog.“I won’t,” says the cat.“I won’t,” says the pig.“I won’t,” says the turkey.“I will, then,” says the little red hen. “Cluck! Cluck!”So she reaped the wheat.小红母鸡又问大家：“谁愿意收麦子?”狗说：“我不收。
卖火柴的小女孩英文故事
卖火柴的小女孩英文故事《卖火柴的小女孩》是丹麦童话故事作家安徒生的一轿告篇的童话故事。
下面让我们一起欣赏下英文版。
lt was dreadfully cold, it was snowing fast, and almost dark；the evening----the last evening of the old year was drawing in. But, cold and dark as it was, a poor little girl, with bare head and feet, was still wandering about the streets.When she left her home she had slippers on, but they were much too large for her；indeed, properly, they belonged to her mother, and had dropped off her feet whilst she was running very fast across the road, to get out of the way of two carriages. One of the slippers was not to be found, the other had been snatched up by a little boy, who ran off with it thinking it might serve him as a doll's cradle.So the little girl now walked on, her bare feet quite red and blue with the cold. She carried a small bundle of matches in her hand, and a good many more in her tattered apron. No one had bought anyof them the live long day；no one had given her a single penny.Trembling with cold and hunger crept she on, the picture of sorrow: poor little childThe snow-flakes fell on her long, fair hair, which curled in such pretty ringlets over her shoulders；but she thought not of her own beauty, or of the cold.Lights were glimmering through every window, and the savor of roast goose reached her from several houses；尺郑it was New Year's eve, and it was of this that she thought.In a corner formed by two houses, one of which projected beyond the other. She sat down, drawing her little feet close under her, but in vain, she could not warm them.She dared not go home, she had sold no matches, earned not a single penny, and perhaps her father would beat her，besides her home was almost as cold as the street，it was an attic；and although the larger of the many chinks in the roof were stopped up with straw and rags.the wind and snow often penetrated through. Her hands were nearly dead with cold；one little match from her bundle would warm them. Perhaps, if she dared light it, she drew one out, and struck it against the wall, bravo!it was a bright, warm flame, and she held her hands over it. It was quite an illumination for that poor little girl；nay,1 call it rather a magic taper, for it seemed to her as though she was sitting before a large iron-stove with brass ornaments, so beautifully blazed the fire within!The child stretched out her feet to warm them also；alas, in an instant the flame had died away, the stove vanished, the little girl sat cold and comfortless, with the burnt match in her hand.A second match was struck against the wall；it kindles and blazed, and wherever its light fell the wall became transparent as a veil. The little girl could see into the room within.She saw the table spread with a snow-white damask cloth, whereon were ranged shining china-dishes；the roast goose stuffed with applesand dried plums stood at one end, smoking hot, and which was pleasantest of all to see；the goose, with knife and fork still in her breast, jumped down from the dish, and waddled along the floor right up to the poor child. The match was burnt out, and only the thick, hard wall was beside her.知识拓展译文：天气非常非常冷，雪下得很大，夜幕已降临。
【推荐】少儿英语童话故事：卖火柴的小女孩(中英字幕)word版本 (1页)
【推荐】少儿英语童话故事：卖火柴的小女孩（中英字幕）word版本本文部分内容来自网络整理，本司不为其真实性负责，如有异议或侵权请及时联系，本司将立即删除！== 本文为word格式，下载后可方便编辑和修改！ ==少儿英语童话故事：卖火柴的小女孩（中英字幕）《卖火柴的小女孩》是丹麦著名童话作家安徒生的一篇著名的童话，发表于1846年。
主要讲了一个卖火柴的小女孩在富人合家欢乐，举杯共庆的大年夜冻死在街头的故事。
小女孩死了，嘴角却带着微笑，通过擦燃火柴的美好幻想与她饥寒交迫的现实生活形成了鲜明的对比。
安徒生通过这个童话，表达了对穷苦人民悲惨遭遇的深刻同情，和对当时社会的不满。
The Little Girl Selling Matches 卖火柴的小女孩One Christmas night , it is very cold .In the cold and darkness , a girl is walking bare footed in the snow and wind .Her feet are pale and frozen . There are some matches in the pocket of her apron .Buy matches . Please buy matches ! The little girl cries in a faint voice which nobody hears as they hurry by .She doesnt sell any matches and no one gives her a copper coin .How poor the little girl is ! She is cold and hungry and shivers onward with a pale face . Snowflakes fall onto her blond hair .There are lights at all the windows . The smell of roast gooseis in the street .She bears the hunger and sits down in the corner of a wall , she curls herself up in the apron .The wind is getting stronger , the snow becomes a storm , she feels colder .。
小学生英语童话故事
小学生英语童话故事精品Fox and cockOne morning a fox sees a cock.Hethink,"This is my breakfast.''He comes up to the cock and says,"I knowyou can sing very well.Can you sing for me?''Thecock is glad.He closes his eyes and beginsto sing.The fox sees that and caches him in his mouth and carries him away.The people in the field see the fox.They cry,"Look,look!The fox is carrying the cock away.''The cock says to the fox,"Mr Fox,do you understand?The people say you are carrying their cock away.Tell them it is yours.Not theirs.''The fox opens his mouth ang says,"The cock is mine,not yours.''Just then the cock runs away from the fox and flies into the tree.狐狸和公鸡一天早上，一只狐狸看到了一只公鸡。
他想：这是我的早餐。
他朝公鸡走来，对他说：“我知道，你能唱得非常好听，你能唱给我听么？”公鸡很高兴。
他闭上眼睛开始唱歌。
狐狸看到这些抓住它放到自己的嘴里走了。
小蝌蚪找妈妈的故事英文版
小蝌蚪找妈妈的故事英文版My name is ZhengHaiNing , You can call me YuanYuan. I’m eight years old. I have a round face and a small mouth. And I have black hair.I’m a happy girl.I like reading books , I love icecream too, I play piano very well，I love my mum and dad.Today I say the story is < tadpole’s mummy >.Spring comes.（春天来了。
）The tadpoles are missing their mummy.（小蝌蚪们想妈妈了。
）They want to look for her.（他们要去找她。
）A duck is coming.（一只鸭子游过来了。
）“Mummy，mummy！”（“妈妈，妈妈！”）The duck says：（鸭子说：）“Sorry，I’m not your mummy.（对不起，我不是你们的妈妈。
）Your mummy has a white belly！（你们的妈妈有一个白肚皮！）”The tadpoles say：（小蝌蚪说：）“Thank you！Good-bye！”（“谢谢您！再见！”）A fish is coming.（一条鱼游过来了。
）“Mummy，mummy！”（“妈妈，妈妈！”）The fish says：（鱼说：）“Sorry，I’m not your mummy.（对不起，我不是你们的妈妈。
）Your mummy has two big eyes.（你们的妈妈有两只大眼睛。
）”The tadpoles say：（小蝌蚪说：）“Thanks！Bye！”（“谢谢您！再见！”）A turtle is coming.（一只乌龟游过来了。
Half Chick-小学英语话剧剧本
HALF CHICK 半只鸡Narrator旁白Half Chick半只鸡Water水Fire火Wind风Giant巨人生词：adventure冒险hoppity hop 一蹦一蹦地跳stick树枝flame 火焰burn燃烧untie解开cook烹调pot锅N: Once there was a chicken who had only one leg, only one wing and only one eye. He was called Half Chick.H: No one wants to play with me. I will leave the farm and find adventure.N: Half Chick walked and walked, hoppity hop, hoppity hop.H: Hello, Water!Water: Will you help me, Half Chick? These sticks are in my way.H: I will move the sticks for you, Water.N: Half Chick walked and walked, hoppity hop, hoppity hop.H: Hello, Fire!F: Will you help me, Half Chick? My flames are burning low.H: I will give you some sticks to burn, Fire.N: Half Chick walked and walked, hoppity hop, hoppity hop.H: Hello, Wind!Wind: Will you help me, Half Chick? I am caught in these branches.H: I will untie you from the branches, Wind.N: Half Chick walked and walked, hoppity hop, hoppity hop.G: Hello! A chicken for my dinner!H: I am not a chicken. I am Half Chick.G: Then I will have a Half Chick for my dinner.N: The giant threw Half Chick into the cooking pot.H: Help, Fire! Do not cook me!F: I will help you, Half Chick, because you helped me.Water: I will help you, too, Half Chick.N: So the water put out the fire burning under the cooking pot.G: Roar! What is happening to my dinner? I do not want a half-cooked Half Chick.N: And the giant threw him out the window.H: Help, Wind! I cannot fly with only one wing!W: I will help you, Half Chick, because you helped me.N: The wind carried Half Chick into the air and put him down on a roof high above the giant’s kitchen. And now all weathercocks—like Half Chick—stand on one leg and look wherever the wind blows.风把半只鸡吹到空中，然后把他放在巨人厨房上方高高的屋顶。
四年级英语下册第七单元课文
四年级英语下册第七单元课文四年级英语下册第七单元课文标题：The Little Red Hen导言：在英语下册的第七单元课文中，我们将会遇到一个名叫"The Little Red Hen"（小红母鸡）的故事。
这个故事告诉了我们一个关于努力和分享的重要道理。
正文：从前有一只小红母鸡。
一天，她在农场上找到一粒小麦种子。
小红母鸡问动物们：“谁帮我种这颗小麦种子？”狗说：“我不帮忙，我要休息。
”猫说：“我不帮忙，我要洗澡。
”鸭子说：“我不帮忙，我要看电视。
”小红母鸡很伤心，但她还是决定自己种植这颗小麦种子。
她用自己的小翅膀挖掘土壤，撒下小麦种子。
她认真地浇水，每天都照顾好小麦的生长。
经过几个星期，小麦长得又高又粗。
"小红母鸡又问动物们：“谁帮我收割小麦？”狗说：“我不帮忙，我要打扫房子。
”猫说：“我不帮忙，我要出去玩。
”鸭子说：“我不帮忙，我要吃点心。
”小红母鸡再次感到失望，但她还是决定自己收割小麦。
她用小嘴一口一口地啃下小麦。
她让每颗小麦都散落在地上。
"小红母鸡又问动物们：“谁帮我打碾小麦？”狗说：“我不帮忙，我要玩游戏。
”猫说：“我不帮忙，我要去跳舞。
”鸭子说：“我不帮忙，我要听音乐。
”小红母鸡再次感到伤心，但她还是决定自己打碾小麦。
她用脚一蹬一蹬地踩在小麦上。
她用嘴啃小麦，一点点把它变成面粉。
"小红母鸡再次问动物们：“谁帮我做面包？”狗说：“我不帮忙，我要挖洞。
”猫说：“我不帮忙，我要睡觉。
”鸭子说：“我不帮忙，我要游泳。
”小红母鸡再次感到失望，但她还是决定自己做面包。
她把面粉加入水、糖和酵母，搅拌均匀。
她把面团放入烤箱里，等到面包烤好后，好香的面包味道弥漫了整个农场。
面包做好之后，小红母鸡自己享受了一顿美味的早餐。
这时候，狗、猫和鸭子闻到了香味，走过来说：“我们也想尝尝你的面包！”小红母鸡微笑着说：“我不会给你们吃了，因为你们没有帮助过我。
”动物们感到很惭愧，他们意识到小红母鸡一直都在努力工作，而他们却没有分担她的劳动。
《卖火柴的小女孩》原文及英文版译文标准
卖火柴的小女孩（中英文对照）新年到来前的最后一夜，天上飘着白雪，寒冷而黑暗。
在这样一个雪夜里，一个光着脚、裸着脑袋的可怜小女孩在街上游荡着。
在她离开家时，她还有双拖鞋，但这鞋也没怎么用过。
因为这双鞋非常大，是这个小女孩妈妈的，而在躲避大街上两辆快速闪过的马车奔跑时，小女孩把这双鞋也弄丢了。
其中一只没有找到，而另外一只则被一个小男孩拿走了，那个男孩还说将来他有了孩子,要用这只鞋作摇篮。
所以这个小女孩只好赤着脚前行，在寒冷的天气下脚被冻得红一块紫一块。
在她的围裙里有几盒火柴，而她手上则有一捆。
这一整天一根火柴也没卖出去，也没有任何人给她一个便士。
她蹑手蹑脚地走着，因寒冷和饥饿而全身颤抖着：误，可怜的小女孩，她就像那苦难的化身。
雪花落在她那挂在肩上卷而长的头发上，但她却完全没有看见。
各家各户灯火通明，还有烤鹅的香味，因为今天是元旦前夜-是的，小女孩记得这天。
在两栋房子间的一个角落里，小女孩坐了下来，蜷着身体。
她将自己的小脚放在身体下，但这却并不能驱走脚上的寒冷。
她也不敢回家，因为她没有卖掉一根火柴，不能拿家里一分钱。
她的父亲肯定会揍她一顿：另外，家里也和这里一样冷，因为只有一个房顶，但房顶有很多缝隙，虽然最大的已经用稻草和布补上了，但风还是会呼啸吹进来。
她的小手几乎被冻住了。
噢，如果她能取一根火柴在墙上刮一下点燃来温暖一下手，这样会好些。
她取出了一根-W，燃烧的火柴嚅啪作响！火柴发出温暖明亮的光，像蜡烛一样，她将手放在周边。
这是多么神奇的光亮。
小女孩就像坐在一个大的铁炉旁，有着一双光亮的铜脚和铜饰品。
这火是这样温暖地燃烧着，小女孩似乎伸出自己的脚去取暖。
突然，火柴的火焰熄灭了，炉子消失了，小女孩手上只剩下那火柴半烧完后的灰烬。
她在墙上又擦燃了另外一根火柴。
火苗的光照射在墙上，墙变得像纱那样透明，她甚至能透过墙看到屋子里面。
桌上盖着雪白色的桌布，上面有漂亮的餐具，冒着蒸汽的烤鹅，苹果，李子。
更令人惊奇的是，那烤鹅从盘里跳下来,摇摇摆摆地穿过门走到小女孩身边，这鹅身上还有一副刀叉。
《卖火柴的小女孩》英语童话绘本故事
The last match lights went out. The girl, together with her granny, was flying away…
on the heaven, Father God received the prayer for the poor girl from the kids. He was moved.
among her own family. She felt so warm and happy. She was just ready to
have the delicious chicken when the blaze went out again. And all vanished just like before.
By Megan to make 7/18/2015
on the street, snowing, windy and dark.
It was Christmas Eve, a cold dark evening.
There was coming a little poor girl. She was so cold and hungry. But she had to stay on the street. She had to sell the matches.
Oh, no, no !
Don’t waste the time.ห้องสมุดไป่ตู้Let’s
go
Matches! Matches! Oh, please buy some…
Oh, what a cold day! Matches…，matches…， who wants some matches? Sir, would you buy some matches?
抓鸡一童话故事英语作文
抓鸡一童话故事英语作文Once upon a time in a small village, there was a little boy named Jack. Jack lived with his mother in a tiny cottage on the edge of the forest. He was a very brave and curious boy who loved exploring the woods and playing with the animals that lived there.One day, Jack's mother asked him to go into the forest and catch a chicken for their dinner. Jack was excited about the task and quickly ran into the woods with a net in hand. As he wandered deeper into the forest, he saw a beautiful chicken with bright red feathers. Jack tried to catch the chicken, but it was too quick and clever for him. It ran away and disappeared into the dense forest.Determined to catch the chicken, Jack followed its tracks through the woods. He stumbled upon a clearing where he saw the chicken sitting on a tree branch, clucking happily. Jackquietly approached the chicken and threw his net over it, but the chicken was too fast and flew away before Jack could catch it.Frustrated but not willing to give up, Jack continued to chase the chicken through the forest. Finally, after a long and tiring pursuit, Jack managed to trap the chicken in a corner of the forest. He gently picked up the chicken and hurried back home to show his mother his prize.Jack's mother was overjoyed to see the chicken and praised her son for his bravery and determination. She cooked a delicious meal with the chicken, and they enjoyed a wonderful dinner together.From that day on, Jack became known as the bravest boy in the village, and he was always ready to take on new challenges and adventures. And the little chicken that he caught became his loyal friend and companion, following him wherever he went.And so, Jack and the chicken lived happily ever after, with many more exciting adventures awaiting them in the enchanted forest.。
英语学习资料：绿色童话：TheHalf-Chick半只小鸡
英语学习资料：绿色童话：TheHalf-Chick半只小鸡绿色童话：The Half-Chick 半只小鸡从前，有一只很漂亮的西班牙黑母鸡，她有一窝小鸡。
这些小鸡个个长得丰满好看，除了最小的那只。
那只小鸡和他的其它兄弟姐妹真是不一样。
Once upon a time there was a handsome black Spanish hen, who had a large brood of chickens. They were all fine, plump little birds, except the youngest, who was quite unlike his brothers and sisters. Indeed, he was such a strange, queer-looking creature, that when he first chipped his shell his mother could scarcely believe her eyes, he was so different from the twelve other fluffy, downy, soft little chicks who nestled under her wings. This one looked just as if he had been cut in two. He had only one leg, and one wing, and one eye, and he had half a head and half a beak. His mother shook her head sadly as she looked at him and said: 'My youngest born is only a half-chick. He can never grow up a tall handsome cock like his brothers. They will go out into the world and rule over poultry yards of their own; but this poor little fellow will always have to stay at home with his mother.' And she called him Medio Pollito, which is Spanish for half-chick.Now though Medio Pollito was such an odd, helpless-looking little thing, his mother soon found that he was not at all willing to remain under her wing and protection. Indeed, in character he was as unlike his brothers and sisters as he was in appearance. They were good, obedient chickens, and when the old hen chicked after them, they chirped and ran back to her side. But Medio Pollito had a roving spirit in spite of his one leg, and when his mother called to him to return to the coop, he pretended that he could not hear, because he had only one ear.When she took the whole family out for a walk in the fields, Medio Pollito would hop away by himself, and hide among the Indian corn. Many an anxious minute his brothers and sisters had looking for him, while his mother ran to and fro cackling in fear and di *** ay.As he grew older he became more self-willed and disobedient, and his manner to his mother was often very rude, and his temper to the other chickens very disagreeable.One day he had been out for a longer expedition than usual in the fields. On his return he strutted up to his mother with the peculiar little hop and kick which was his way of walking, and cocking his one eye at her in a very bold way he said: 'Mother, I am tired of this life in a dull farmyard, with nothing but a dreary maize field to look at. I'm off to Madrid to see the King.''To Madrid, Medio Pollito!' exclaimed his mother; 'why, you silly chick, it would be a long journey for a grown-up cock, and a poor little thing like you would be tired out before you had gone half the distance. No, no, stay at home with your mother, and some day, when you are bigger, we will go a little journey together.'But Medio Pollito had made up his mind, and he would not listen to his mother's advice, nor to the prayers and entreaties of his brothers and sisters.'What is the use of our all crowding each other up in this poky little place?' he said. 'When I have a fine courtyard of my own at the King's palace, I shall perhaps ask some of you to e and pay me a short visit,' andscarcely waiting to say good-bye to his family, away he stumped down the high road that led to Madrid.'Be sure that you are kind and civil to everyone you meet,' called his mother, running after him; but he was in such a hurry to be off, that he did not wait to answer her, or even to look back.A little later in the day, as he was taking a short cut through a field, he passed a stream. Now the stream was all choked up, and overgrown with weeds and water-plants, so that its waters could not flow freely.'Oh! Medio Pollito,' it cried, as the half-chick hopped along its banks, 'do e and help me by clearing away these weeds.' 'Help you, indeed!' exclaimed Medio Pollito, tossing his head, and shaking the few feathers in his tail. 'Do you think I have nothing to do but to waste my time on such trifles? Help yourself, and don't trouble busy travellers. I am off to Madrid to see the King,' and hoppity-kick, hoppity-kick, away stumped Medio Pollito.A little later he came to a fire that had been left by some gipsies in a wood. It was burning very low, and would soon be out.'Oh! Medio Pollito,' cried the fire, in a weak, wavering voice as the half-chick approached, 'in a few minutes I shall go quite out, unless you put some sticks and dry leaves upon me. Do help me, or I shall die!''Help you, indeed!' answered Medio Pollito. 'I have other things to do. Gather sticks for yourself, and don't trouble me. I am off to Madrid to see the King,' and hoppity-kick, hoppity-kick, away stumped Medio Pollito.The next morning, as he was getting near Madrid, he passed a large chestnut tree, in whose branches the wind was caughtand entangled. 'Oh! Medio Pollito,' called the wind, 'do hop up here, and help me to get free of these branches. I cannot e away, and it is so unfortable.''It is your own fault for going there,' answered Medio Pollito. 'I can't waste all my morning stopping here to help you. Just shake yourself off, and don't hinder me, for I am off to Madrid to see the King,' and hoppity-kick, hoppity-kick, away stumped Medio Pollito in great glee, for the towers and roofs of Madrid were now in sight. When he entered the town he saw before him a great splendid house, with soldiers standing before the gates. This he knew must be the King's palace, and he determined to hop up to the front gate and wait there until the King came out. But as he was hopping past one of the back windows the King's cook saw him:'Here is the very thing I want,' he exclaimed, 'for the King has just sent a message to say that he must have chicken broth for his dinner,' and opening the window he stretched out his arm, caught Medio Pollito, and popped him into the broth-potthat was standing near the fire. Oh! how wet and clammy the water felt as it went over Medio Pollito's head, making his feathers cling to his side.'Water, water!' he cried in his despair, 'do have pity upon me and do not wet me like this.''Ah! Medio Pollito,' replied the water, 'you would not help me when I was a little stream away on the fields, now you must be punished.'Then the fire began to burn and scald Medio Pollito, and he danced and hopped from one side of the pot to the other, tryingto get away from the heat, and crying out in pain:Fire, fire! do not scorch me like this; you can't think how it hurts.''Ah! Medio Pollito,' answered the fire, 'you would not help me when I was dying away in the wood. You are being punished.' At last, just when the pain was so great that Medio Pollito thought he must die, the cook lifted up the lid of the pot to see if the broth was ready for the King's dinner.'Look here!' he cried in horror, 'this chicken is quite useless. It is burnt to a cinder. I can't send it up to the royal table;' and opening the window he threw Medio Pollito out into the street. But the wind caught him up, and whirled him through the air so quickly that Medio Pollito could scarcely breathe, and his heart beat against his side till he thought it would break.'Oh, wind!' at last he gasped out, 'if you hurry me along like this you will kill me. Do let me rest a moment, or--' but he was so breathless that he could not finish his sentence.'Ah! Medio Pollito,' replied the wind, 'when I was caught in the branches of the chestnut tree you would not help me; now you are punished.' And he swirled Medio Pollito over the roofs of the houses till they reached the highest church in the town, and there he left him fastened to the top of the steeple.And there stands Medio Pollito to this day. And if you go to Madrid, and walk through the streets till you e to the highest church, you will see Medio Pollito perched on his one leg on the steeple, with his one wing drooping at his side, and gazing sadly out of his one eye over the town.。
双语安徒生童话：TheFarm-YardCockandtheWeather-Cock两只公鸡
双语安徒生童话：TheFarm-YardCockandtheWeather-Cock两只公鸡THERE were two cocks- one on the dung-hill, the other on the roof. They were both arrogant, but which of the two rendered most service? Tell us your opinion- we'll keep to ours just the same though.The poultry yard was divided by some planks fromanother yard in which there was a dung-hill, and on the dung-hill lay and grew a large cucumber which was conscious of being a hot-bed plant"One is born to that," said the cucumber to itself. "Not all can be born cucumbers; there must be other things, too. The hens, the ducks, and all the animals in the next yard are creatures too. Now I have a great opinion of the yard cock on the plank; he is certainly of much more importance than the weather-cock who is placed so high and can't even creak, much less crow. The latter has neither hens nor chicks, andonly thinks of himself and perspires verdigris. No, the yard cock is really a cock! His step is a dance! His crowing is music, and wherever he goes one knows what a trumpeter is like! If he would only come in here! Even if he ate me up stump, stalk, and all, and I had to dissolve in his body, it would be a happy death," said the cucumber In the night there was a terrible storm. The hens, chicks, and even the cock sought shelter; the wind tore down the planks between the two yards with a crash; the tiles came tumbling down, but the weather-cock sat firm. He did not even turn round, for he could not; and yet he was young and freshly cast, but prudent and sedate. He had been born old, and did not at all resemble the birds flying in the air- the sparrows, and theswallows; no, he despised them, these mean little piping birds, these common whistlers. He admitted that the pigeons, large and white and shining like mother-o'-pearl, looked like a kind of weather-cock; but they were fat and stupid, and all their thoughts and endeavors were directed to filling themselves with food, and besides, they were tiresome things to converse with. The birds of passage had also paid the weather-cock a visit and told him of foreign countries, of airy caravans and robber stories that made one's hair stand on end. All this was new and interesting; that is, for the first time, but afterwards, as the weather-cock found out, they repeated themselves and always told the same stories, and that's very tedious, and there was no one with whom one could associate, for one and all were stale and small-minded "The world is no good!" he said. "Everything in it is so stupid."The weather-cock was puffed up, and that quality would have made him interesting in the eyes of the cucumber if it had known it, but it had eyes only for the yard cock, who was now in the yard with itThe wind had blown the planks, but the storm was over"What do you think of that crowing?" said the yard cock to the hens and chickens. "It was a little rough- it wanted elegance."And the hens and chickens came up on the dung-hill, and the cock strutted about like a lord"Garden plant!" he said to the cucumber, and in that one word his deep learning showed itself, and it forgot that he was pecking at her and eating it up. "A happy death!"The hens and the chickens came, for where one runs the others run too; they clucked, and chirped, and looked at the cock, and were proud that he was of their kind"Cock-a-doodle-doo!" he crowed, "the chickens will grow upinto great hens at once, if I cry it out in the poultry-yard of the world!"And hens and chicks clucked and chirped, and the cock announced a great piece of news"A cock can lay an egg! And do you know what's in that egg?A basilisk. No one can stand the sight of such a thing; people know that, and now you know it too- you know what is in me, and what a champion of all cocks I am!"With that the yard cock flapped his wings, made his comb swell up, and crowed again; and they all shuddered, the hens and the little chicks- but they were very proud that one of their number was such a champion of all cocks. They clucked and chirped till the weather-cock heard; he heard it; but he did not stir"Everything is very stupid," the weather-cock said to himself. "The yard cock lays no eggs, and I am too lazy to do so; if I liked, I could lay a wind-egg. But the world is not worth even a wind-egg. Everything is so stupid! I don't want to sit here any longer."With that the weather-cock broke off; but he did not kill the yard cock, although the hens said that had been hisintention. And what is the moral? "Better to crow than to be puffed up and break off!。
小学生英语故事优秀短文小学生成长故事
小学生英语故事优秀短文小学生成长故事小学生英语故事优秀短文小学生英语故事优秀短文英语的小故事有时候看起来很有意思的，小编今天就给大家整理了英语的小故事，喜欢的可以欣赏一下狐狸和公鸡One morning a fox sees a cock.He think,“This is my breakfast.“" 一天早上，一只狐狸看到了一只公鸡。
他想：这是我的早餐。
He comes up to the cock and says,"I know you can sing very well.Can you sing for me""The cock is glad.He closes his eyes and begins to sing. 他朝公鸡走来，对他说：“我知道，你能唱得非常好听，你能唱给我听么”公鸡很高兴。
他闭上眼睛开始唱歌。
he fox sees that and caches him in his mouth and carries him away. The people in the field see the fox. 狐狸看到这些抓住它放到自己的嘴里走了。
在田地里的人们看到了狐狸。
They cry,"Look,look!The fox is carrying the cock away.""The cock says to the fox,"Mr Fox,do you understandThe people say you are carrying their cock away.Tell them it is yours.Not theirs."" 大喊大叫：“看，看!狐狸抓住公鸡逃走了。
” 公鸡对狐狸说：“狐狸先生，你能理解么人们认为你叼走了公鸡。
告诉他们这是你的，不是他们的。
一只母鸡和四只小鸡英文故事
一只母鸡和四只小鸡英文故事Once upon a time, in a small village, four chicks were born. The mother chicken was very happy, and according to the color of the fluff, she named them Little White, Little Yellow, Little Black and Little Flower.Slowly the baby chickens grew up, they were cute and naughty, and they chased their mothers to play games every day. Once, Xiao hua asked her mother, what is it like outside the village? Mom said that there are dense woods outside the village, beautiful flowers and many birds... Xiao Hei said, then let's go to the outside of the village to play? Mom said, that's not okay, there is a fox outside the village that specializes in eating chickens, it is very powerful, you must not go out. The chickens should not go out of their mouths, but the attraction of the outside world is too great, and one day at noon they sneaked out of the village while their mother was napping, and only the timid little white did not dare to follow.After the mother chicken woke up and asked ming to pass by, she immediately ran to find it. Finally they were found under a large willow tree, but they were very reluctant to go home, and just as the three chickens were grinding and rubbing, the mother chicken suddenly said in a very soft voice: "Children, let's play hide-and-seek, but we are not allowed to come out until mother finds you." "Thethree chicks were so happy that they ran away. For a long time in the past, my mother did not look for them, and when I was bored, everyone went out to find my mother by myself. They looked around, shouted, it was getting dark, their legs were tired, their voices were hoarse, and they were a little afraid in the face of the deep woods. After a while, the little flowers found a large pool of blood on the grass, and their familiar mother's feathers were scattered on the ground. The chickens cried loudly in fright, they understood, it was the mother who found the fox, it was too late to escape, and they were afraid that everyone would hide the fox and find the child, and the chicken mother had to use her life to protect the child.At this time, their tearful eyes were blurred as if they saw that when it was dark before, everyone slept under the warm feathers of their mother, and their mother would look at them kindly and tell them many good stories...。
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Once upon a time there was a handsome black Spanish hen, who had a large brood of chickens. They were all fine, plump little birds, except the youngest, who was quite unlike his brothers and sisters. Indeed, he was such a strange, queer-looking creature, that when he first chipped his shell his mother could scarcely believe her eyes, he was so different from the twelve other fluffy, downy, soft little chicks who nestled under her wings. This one looked just as if he had been cut in two. He had only one leg, and one wing, and one eye, and he had half a head and half a beak. His mother shook her head sadly as she looked at him and said:'My youngest born is only a half-chick. He can never grow up a tall handsome cock like his brothers. They will go out into the world and rule over poultry yards of their own; but this poor little fellow will always have to stay at home with his mother.' And she called him Medio Pollito, which is Spanish for half-chick.Now though Medio Pollito was such an odd, helpless-looking little thing, his mother soon found that he was not at all willing to remain under her wing and protection. Indeed, in character he was as unlike his brothers and sisters as he was in appearance. They were good, obedient chickens, and when the old hen chicked after them, they chirped and ran back to her side. But Medio Pollito had a roving spirit in spite of his one leg, and when his mother called to him to return to the coop, he pretended that he could not hear, because he had only one ear.When she took the whole family out for a walk in the fields, Medio Pollito would hop away by himself, and hide among the Indian corn. Many an anxious minute his brothers and sisters had looking for him, while his mother ran to and fro cackling in fear and dismay.As he grew older he became more self-willed and disobedient, and his manner to his mother was often very rude, and his temper to the other chickens very disagreeable.One day he had been out for a longer expedition than usual in the fields. On his return he strutted up to his mother with the peculiar little hop and kick which was his way of walking, and cocking his one eye at her in a very bold way he said: 'Mother, I am tired of this life in a dull farmyard, with nothing but a dreary maize field to look at. I'm off to Madrid to see the King.''To Madrid, Medio Pollito!' exclaimed his mother; 'why, you silly chick, it would be a long journey for a grown-up cock, and a poor little thing like you would be tired out before you had gone half the distance. No, no, stay at home with your mother, and some day, when you are bigger, we will go a little journey together.'But Medio Pollito had made up his mind, and he would not listen to his mother's advice, nor to the prayers and entreaties of his brothers and sisters.'What is the use of our all crowding each other up in this poky little place?' he said. 'When I have a fine courtyard of my own at the King's palace, I shall perhaps ask some of you to come and pay me a short visit,' and scarcely waiting to say good-bye to his family, away he stumped down the high road that led to Madrid.'Be sure that you are kind and civil to everyone you meet,' called his mother, running after him; but he was in such a hurry to be off, that he did not wait to answer her, or even to look back.A little later in the day, as he was taking a short cut through a field, he passed a stream. Now the stream was all choked up, and overgrown with weeds and water-plants, so that its waters could not flow freely.'Oh! Medio Pollito,' it cried, as the half-chick hopped along its banks, 'do come and help me by clearing away these weeds.''Help you, indeed!' exclaimed Medio Pollito, tossing his head, and shaking the few feathers in his tail. 'Do you think I have nothing to do but to waste my time on such trifles? Help yourself, and don't trouble busy travellers. I am off to Madrid to see the King,' and hoppity-kick, hoppity-kick, away stumped Medio Pollito.A little later he came to a fire that had been left by some gipsies in a wood. It was burning very low, and would soon be out.'Oh! Medio Pollito,' cried the fire, in a weak, wavering voice as the half-chick approached, 'in a few minutes I shall go quite out, unless you put some sticks and dry leaves upon me. Do help me, or I shall die!''Help you, indeed!' answered Medio Pollito. 'I have other things to do. Gather sticks for yourself, and don't trouble me. I am off to Madrid to see the King,' and hoppity-kick, hoppity-kick, away stumped Medio Pollito.The next morning, as he was getting near Madrid, he passed a large chestnut tree, in whose branches the wind was caught and entangled. 'Oh! Medio Pollito,' called the wind, 'do hop up here, and help me to get free of these branches. I cannot come away,and it is so uncomfortable.''It is your own fault for going there,' answered Medio Pollito. 'I can't waste all my morning stopping here to help you. Just shake yourself off, and don't hinder me, for I am off to Madrid to see the King,' and hoppity-kick, hoppity-kick, away stumped Medio Pollito in great glee, for the towers and roofs of Madrid were now in sight. When he entered the town he saw before him a great splendid house, with soldiers standing before the gates. This he knew must be the King's palace, and he determined to hop up to the front gate and wait there until the King came out. But as he was hopping past one of the back windows the King's cook saw him: 'Here is the very thing I want,' he exclaimed, 'for the King has just sent a message to say that he must have chicken broth for his dinner,' and opening the window he stretched out his arm, caught Medio Pollito, and popped him into the broth-potthat was standing near the fire. Oh! how wet and clammy the water felt as it went over Medio Pollito's head, making his feathers cling to his side.'Water, water!' he cried in his despair, 'do have pity upon me and do not wet me like this.''Ah! Medio Pollito,' replied the water, 'you would not help me when I was a little stream away on the fields, now you must be punished.'Then the fire began to burn and scald Medio Pollito, and he danced and hopped from one side of the pot to the other, trying to get away from the heat, and crying out in pain:Fire, fire! do not scorch me like this; you can't think how it hurts.''Ah! Medio Pollito,' answered the fire, 'you would not help me when I was dying away in the wood. You are being punished.'At last, just when the pain was so great that Medio Pollito thought he must die, the cook lifted up the lid of the pot to see if the broth was ready for the King's dinner.'Look here!' he cried in horror, 'this chicken is quite useless. It is burnt to a cinder. I can't send it up to the royal table;' and opening the window he threw Medio Pollito out into the street. But the wind caught him up, and whirled him through the air so quickly that Medio Pollito could scarcely breathe, and his heart beat against his side till he thought it would break.'Oh, wind!' at last he gasped out, 'if you hurry me along like this you will kill me. Do let me rest a moment, or--' but he was so breathless that he could not finish his sentence.'Ah! Medio Pollito,' replied the wind, 'when I was caught in the branches of the chestnut tree you would not help me; now you are punished.' And he swirled Medio Pollito over the roofs of the houses till they reached the highest church in the town, and there he left him fastened to the top of the steeple.And there stands Medio Pollito to this day. And if you go to Madrid, and walk through the streets till you come to the highest church, you will see Medio Pollito perched on his one leg on the steeple, with his one wing drooping at his side, and gazing sadly out of his one eye over the town.。