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英语演讲稿Afunnystory（一个搞笑的故事）

英语演讲稿Afunnystory（一个搞笑的故事）英语演讲稿 A funny story（一个搞笑的故事）Hello everyone! My name is Monica. I’m studying at Guangzhou Huamei International School. I like reading very much. I’ve read a lot of books until now. Today I’m going to tell you a story: It’s about a handsome boy named Larry who likes helping people.One day, he saw a plastic bag in the lobby of his block. It was full of dog food.“Whose bag is this?”Larry thought. ”Mrs Lee has d og, perhaps it’s hers”.Larry took the bag upstairs to Mrs Lee’s flat. He asked Mrs Lee if the bag was hers. She said no. So he went to Mr and Mrs Wong’s flat. He asked them about the bag. Mr and Mrs Wong said it wasn’t their’s. So asked three more familie s, but he still couldn’t find the owner of the bag.Finally he went back to the lobby, and he saw Mrs Kong and her son, Joe standing there.“That funny”Mrs Kong said to Joe. ”The bag was too heavy so I left it here and went upstairs to call you. Where is it now?”“Is this bag yours, Mrs Kong ?”said Larry .1————来源网络整理，仅供供参考“Thank you. That’s very kind of you .”said Mrs Kong.“Let’s carry it together.”Said Joe. And he found the owner of the bag in the end.Larry was tired that evening. He told his mother about the bag.“Well done! You’re very helpful, Larry. But sometimes you’re too helpful!”That’s all! Thank you for your listening.————来源网络整理，仅供供参考 2。

丑小鸭童话故事英文版及翻译

丑小鸭童话故事英文版及翻译一只天鹅蛋在鸭群中破壳了，但因为这只小天鹅长得很丑，不但没有被鸭群接受，挨啄、被排挤、被讪笑，而且在鸡群中也是这样。

他因此觉得很自卑，因为自己长得那么丑陋，成了全体鸡鸭的嘲笑对象，连他的亲人们也排挤他。

无奈之下，丑小鸭飞过篱笆逃走了。

有一次，他遇到了一只猎狗，但那只猎狗只是闻闻他，并没有把他抓住。

他暗自庆幸，“我丑得连猎狗也不敢咬我了!”他为自己逃生而庆幸，同时为自己长得丑而懊丧。

在这以后，丑小鸭遇到了很多磨难。

后来，对美好大自然、美好生活的向往与追求驱使着丑小鸭不再依靠别人生活。

有一天，三只美丽的白天鹅从树阴里一直游到他面前来，小鸭认出了这些美丽的动物，于是心里感到一种说不出的难过。

小鸭感到自己要游向他们，就算他们把自己弄死也没关系，因为他有一颗追求美的心。

但他在水里看到的是什么呢，不再是那只丑陋的小鸭了，而是——一只美丽的天鹅!It was so beautiful out on the country, it was summer- the wheat fields were golden, the oats were green, and down among the green meadows the hay was stacked. There the stork minced about onhis red legs, clacking away in Egyptian, which was the language his mother had taught him. Round about the field and meadow lands rose vast forests, in which deep lakes lay hidden. Yes, it wasindeed lovely out there in the country.In the midst of the sunshine there stood an old manor house that had adeep moat around it. From the walls of the manor right down to the water'sedge great burdock leaves grew, and therewere some so tall that little children could stand upright beneath the biggest of them. In this wilderness of leaves, which was as dense as theforests itself, a duck sat on her nest, hatchingher ducklings. She was becoming somewhat weary, because sitting is sucha dull business and scarcely anyone came to see her. The other ducks would much rather swim in the moat than waddle outand squat under the burdock leaf to gossip with her.But at last the eggshells began to crack, one after another. "Peep, peep!" said the little things, as they came to life and poked out their heads."Quack, quack!" said the duck, and quick as quick can be they all waddled out to have a look at the green world under the leaves. Their mother let them look as much as they pleased, becausegreen is good for the eyes."How wide the world is," said all the young ducks, for they certainly had much more room now than they had when they were in their eggshells."Do you think this is the whole world?" their mother asked. "Why itextends on and on, clear across to the other side of the garden and right on into the parson's field, though that isfurther than I have ever been. I do hope you are all hatched," she said as she got up. "No, not quite all. The biggest egg still lies here. How much longer is this going to take? I am reallyrather tired of it all," she said, but she settled back on her nest."Well, how goes it?" asked an old duck who came to pay her a call."It takes a long time with that one egg," said the duck on the nest. "It won't crack, but look at the others. They are the cutest little ducklings I've ever seen. They look exactly like theirfather, the wretch! He hasn't come to see me at all.""Let's have a look at the egg that won't crack," the old duck said. "It'sa turkey egg, and you can take my word for it. I was fooled like that once myself. What trouble and care I had withthose turkey children, for I may as well tell you, they are afraid ofthe water. I simply could not get them into it. I quacked and snapped at them, but it wasn't a bit of use. Let me see theegg. Certainly, it's a turkey egg. Let it lie, and go teach your other children to swim.""Oh, I'll sit a little longer. I've been at it so long already that I may as well sit here half the summer.""Suit yourself," said the old duck, and away she waddled.At last the big egg did crack. "Peep," said the young one, and out he tumbled, but he was so big and ugly.The duck took a look at him. "That's a frightfully big duckling," she said. "He doesn't look the least like the others. Can he really be a turkey baby? Well, well! I'll soon find out. Intothe water he shall go, even if I have to shove him in myself."Next day the weather was perfectly splendid, and the sun shone down on all the green burdock leaves. The mother duck led her whole family down to the moat. Splash! she took to the water."Quack, quack," said she, and one duckling after another plunged in. The water went over their heads, but they came up in a flash, and floated to perfection. Their legs worked automatically,and they were all there in the water. Even the big, ugly gray one was swimming along."Why, that's no turkey," she said. "See how nicely he uses his legs, and how straight he holds himself. He's my very own son after all, and quite good-looking if you look at him properly.Quack, quack come with me. I'll lead you out into the world and introduce you to the duck yard. But keep close to me so that you won't get stepped on, and watch out for the cat!"Thus they sallied into the duck yard, where all was in an uproar because two families were fighting over the head of an eel. But the cat got it, after all."You see, that's the way of the world." The mother duck licked her bill because she wanted the eel's head for herself. "Stir your legs. Bustle about, and mind that you bend your necks to thatold duck over there. She's the noblest of us all, and has Spanish blood in her. That's why she's so fat. See that red rag around her leg? That's a wonderful thing, and the highest distinction aduck can get. It shows that they don't want to lose her, and that she's to have special attention from man and beast. Shake yourselves! Don't turn your toes in. A well-bred duckling turns histoes way out, just as his father and mother do-this way. So then! Now duck your necks and say quack!"They did as she told them, but the other ducks around them looked on and said right out loud, "See here! Must we have this brood too, just as if there weren't enough of us already? And-fie!what an ugly-looking fellow that duckling is! We won't stand for him." One duck charged up and bit his neck."Let him alone," his mother said. "He isn't doing any harm.""Possibly not," said the duck who bit him, "but he's too big and strange, and therefore he needs a good whacking.""What nice-looking children you have, Mother," said the old duck with the rag around her leg. "They are all pretty except that one. He didn't come outso well. It's a pity you can't hatch himagain.""That can't be managed, your ladyship," said the mother. "He isn't so handsome, but he's as good as can be, and he swims just as well as the rest, or, I should say, even a little better thanthey do. I hope his looks will improve with age, and after a while he won't seem so big. He took too long in the egg, and that's why his figureisn't all that it should be." She pinched hisneck and preened his feathers. "Moreover, he's a drake, so it won't matter so much. I think he will be quite strong, and I'm sure he will amount to something.""The other ducklings are pretty enough," said the old duck. "Now make yourselves right at home, and if you find an eel's head you may bring it to me."So they felt quite at home. But the poor duckling who had been the last one out of his egg, and who looked so ugly, was pecked and pushed about and made fun of by the ducks, and the chickensas well. "He's too big," said they all. The turkey gobbler, who thought himself an emperor because he was born wearing spurs, puffed up like a ship under full sail and bore down upon him,gobbling and gobbling until he was red in the face. The poor duckling did not know where he dared stand or where he dared walk. He was so sad because he was so desperately ugly, and because hewas the laughing stock of the whole barnyard.So it went on the first day, and after that things went from bad to worse. The poor duckling was chased and buffeted about by everyone. Even his own brothers and sisters abused him. "Oh,"they would always say, "how we wish the cat would catch you, you ugly thing." And his mother said, "How I do wish you were miles away." The ducks nipped him, and the hens pecked him, and thegirl who fed them kicked him with her foot.So he ran away; and he flew over the fence. The little birds in the bushes darted up in a fright. "That's because I'm so ugly," he thought, and closed his eyes, but he ran on just the sameuntil he reached the great marsh where the wild ducks lived. There he lay all night long, weary and disheartened.When morning came, the wild ducks flew up to have a look at their new companion. "What sort of creature are you?" they asked, as the duckling turned in all directions, bowing his best to themall. "You are terribly ugly," they told him, "but that's nothing to usso long as you don't marry into our family."Poor duckling! Marriage certainly had never entered his mind. All hewanted was for them to let him lie among the reeds and drink a little water from the marsh.There he stayed for two whole days. Then he met two wild geese, or rather wild ganders-for they were males. They had not been out of the shell very long, and that's what made them so sure ofthemselves."Say there, comrade," they said, "you're so ugly that we have taken afancy to you. Come with us and be a bird of passage. In another marsh near-by, there are some fetching wild geese, allnice young ladies who know how to quack. You are so ugly that you'll completely turn their heads."Bing! Bang! Shots rang in the air, and these two ganders fell dead amongthe reeds. The water was red with their blood. Bing! Bang! the shots rang, and as whole flocks of wild geese flew upfrom the reeds another volley crashed. A great hunt was in progress. The hunters lay under cover all around the marsh, and some even perched onbranches of trees that overhung the reeds. Bluesmoke rose like clouds from the shade of the trees, and drifted far out over the water.The bird dogs came splash, splash! through the swamp, bending down the reeds and the rushes on every side. This gave the poor duckling such a fright that he twisted his head about to hide itunder his wing. But at that very moment a fearfully big dog appearedright beside him. His tongue lolled out of his mouth and his wicked eyesglared horribly. He opened his wide jaws, flashedhis sharp teeth, and - splash, splash - on he went without touching the duckling."Thank heavens," he sighed, "I'm so ugly that the dog won't even bother to bite me."He lay perfectly still, while the bullets splattered through the reeds as shot after shot was fired. It was late in the day before things became quiet again, and even then the poor ducklingdidn't dare move. He waited several hours before he ventured to look about him, and then he scurried away from that marsh as fast as he could go. He ran across field and meadows. The wind wasso strong that he had to struggle to keep his feet.Late in the evening he came to a miserable little hovel, so ramshacklethat it did not know which way to tumble, and that was the only reason itstill stood. The wind struck the duckling sohard that the poor little fellow had to sit down on his tail to withstand it. The storm blew stronger and stronger, but the duckling noticed that one hinge had come loose and the door hung socrooked that he could squeeze through the crack into the room, andthat's just what he did.Here lived an old woman with her cat and her hen. The cat, whom she called "Sonny," could arch his back, purr, and even make sparks, though for that you had to stroke his fur the wrong way.The hen had short little legs, so she was called "Chickey Shortleg." She laid good eggs, and the old woman loved her as if she had been her own child.In the morning they were quick to notice the strange duckling. The cat began to purr, and the hen began to cluck."What on earth!" The old woman looked around, but she was short-sighted, and she mistook the duckling for a fat duck that had lost its way. "That was a good catch," she said. "Now I shallhave duck eggs-unless it's a drake. We must try it out." So the duckling was tried out for three weeks, but not one egg did he lay.In this house the cat was master and the hen was mistress. They always said, "We and the world," for they thought themselves half of the world, and much the better half at that. The ducklingthought that there might be more than one way of thinking, but the hen would not hear of it."Can you lay eggs?" she asked"No.""Then be so good as to hold your tongue."The cat asked, "Can you arch your back, purr, or make sparks?""No.""Then keep your opinion to yourself when sensible people are talking."The duckling sat in a corner, feeling most despondent. Then he remembered the fresh air and the sunlight. Such a desire to go swimming on the water possessed him that he could not helptelling the hen about it."What on earth has come over you?" the hen cried. "You haven't a thing to do, and that's why you get such silly notions. Lay us an egg, or learn to purr, and you'll get over it.""But it's so refreshing to float on the water," said the duckling, "so refreshing to feel it rise over your head as you dive to the bottom.""Yes, it must be a great pleasure!" said the hen. "I think you must have gone crazy. Ask the cat, who's the wisest fellow I know, whether he likes to swim or dive down in the water. Of myselfI say nothing. But ask the old woman, our mistress. There's no one on earth wiser than she is. Do you imagine she wants to go swimming and feel the water rise over her head?""You don't understand me," said the duckling."Well, if we don't, who would? Surely you don't think you are clevererthan the cat and the old woman-to say nothing of myself. Don't be so conceited, child. Just thank your Maker for all thekindness we have shown you. Didn't you get into this snug room, and fall in with people who can tell you what's what? But you are such a numbskull that it's no pleasure to have you around.Believe me, I tell you this for your own good. I say unpleasant truths, but that's the only way you can know who are your friends. Be sure now thatyou lay some eggs. See to it that you learnto purr or to make sparks.""I think I'd better go out into the wide world," said the duckling."Suit yourself," said the hen.So off went the duckling. He swam on the water, and dived down in it, but still he was slighted by every living creature because of his ugliness.Autumn came on. The leaves in the forest turned yellow and brown. The wind took them and whirled them about. The heavens looked cold as the low clouds hung heavy with snow and hail. Perchedon the fence, the raven screamed, "Caw, caw!" and trembled with cold. It made one shiver to think of it. Pity the poor little duckling!One evening, just as the sun was setting in splendor, a great flock of large, handsome birds appeared out of the reeds. The duckling had never seen birds so beautiful. They were dazzlingwhite, with long graceful necks. They were swans. They uttered a very strange cry as they unfurled their magnificent wings to fly from this cold land, away to warmer countries and to openwaters. They went up so high, so very high, that the ugly little duckling felt a strange uneasiness come over him as he watched them. He went around and round in the water, like a wheel. Hecraned his neck to follow their course, and gave a cry so shrill and strange that he frightened himself. Oh! He could not forget them-those splendid, happy birds. When he could no longer seethem he dived to the very bottom. and when he came up again he was quite beside himself. He did not know what birds they were or whither they were bound, yet he loved them more than anything hehad ever loved before. It was not that he envied them, for how could he ever dare dream of wanting their marvelous beauty for himself? He would have been grateful if only the ducks would havetolerated him-the poor ugly creature.The winter grew cold - so bitterly cold that the duckling had to swim to and fro in the water to keep it from freezing over. But every night the holein which he swam kept getting smaller andsmaller. Then it froze so hard that the duckling had to paddle continuously to keep the crackling ice from closing in upon him. At last, too tired to move, he was frozen fast in the ice.Early that morning a farmer came by, and when he saw how things were he went out on the pond, broke away the ice with his wooden shoe, and carried the duckling home to his wife. There theduckling revived, but when the children wished to play with him he thought they meant to hurt him. Terrified, he fluttered into the milk pail,splashing the whole room with milk. The womanshrieked and threw up her hands as he flew into the butter tub, and then in and out of the meal barrel. Imagine what he looked like now! The woman screamed and lashed out at him with the firetongs. The children tumbled over each other as they tried to catch him, and they laughed and they shouted. Luckily the door was open, and the duckling escaped through it into the bushes, wherehe lay down, in the newly fallen snow, as if in a daze.But it would be too sad to tell of all the hardships and wretchedness he had to endure during this cruel winter. When the warm sun shone once more, the duckling was still alive among thereeds of the marsh. The larks began to sing again. It was beautiful springtime.Then, quite suddenly, he lifted his wings. They swept through the air much more strongly than before, and their powerful strokes carried him far. Before he quite knew what was happening, hefound himself in a great garden where apple trees bloomed. The lilacs filled the air with sweet scent and hung in clusters from long, green branches that bent over a winding stream. Oh, but itwas lovely here in the freshness of spring!From the thicket before him came three lovely white swans. They ruffledtheir feathers and swam lightly in the stream. The duckling recognized these noble creatures, and a strange feeling ofsadness came upon him."I shall fly near these royal birds, and they will peck me to bits because I, who am so very ugly, dare to go near them. But I don't care. Better bekilled by them than to be nipped by theducks, pecked by the hens, kicked about by the hen-yard girl, or suffer such misery in winter."So he flew into the water and swam toward the splendid swans. They saw him, and swept down upon him with their rustling feathers raised. "Kill me!" saidthe poor creature, and he bowed hishead down over the water to wait for death. But what did he see there, mirrored in the clear stream? He beheld his own image, and it was no longerthe reflection of a clumsy, dirty, gray bird,ugly and offensive. He himself was a swan! Being born in a duck yarddoes not matter, if only you are hatched from a swan's egg.He felt quite glad that he had come through so much trouble and misfortune, for now he had a fuller understanding of his own good fortune, and of beauty when he met with it. The great swansswam all around him and stroked him with their bills.Several little children came into the garden to throw grain and bits of bread upon the water. The smallest child cried, "Here's a new one," and the others rejoiced, "yes, a new one has come."They clapped their hands, danced around, and ran to bring their father and mother.And they threw bread and cake upon the water, while they all agreed, "The new one is the most handsome of all. He's so young and so good-looking." Theold swans bowed in his honor.Then he felt very bashful, and tucked his head under his wing. He did not know what this was all about. He felt so very happy, but he wasn't at all proud, for a good heart never grows proud.He thought about how he had been persecuted and scorned, and now heheard them all call him the most beautiful of all beautiful birds. The lilacs dipped their clusters into the stream beforehim, and the sun shone so warm and so heartening. He rustled hisfeathers and held his slender neck high, as he cried out with full heart: "I never dreamed there could be so much happiness,when I was the ugly duckling."感谢您的阅读，祝您生活愉快。

英语故事《丑小鸭》

英语故事《丑小鸭》Once upon a time, there was a little ugly duckling. He was very lonely because all of the other animals made fun of him.One day, the little ugly duckling left the farm to look for a better life. Along the way, he saw a lake. He was so excited to jump into the lake and swim away.But to his disappointment, the other ducks laughed at him when they saw him. He was too ugly to join them. But then an amazing thing happened. As he jumped into the lake, he began totransform into a beautiful white swan.The little ugly duckling had changed into a beautiful swan. He was finally accepted by the other ducks and he lived happilyever after.从前，有一只丑小鸭。

由于其他动物都嘲笑他，所以他很孤独。

一天，丑小鸭离开农场，寻找一个更好的生活。

一路上，他看到一片湖水。

他非常激动，决定跳进湖里游泳而去。

但是令他失望的是，当别的鸭子看见他的时候，他们都嘲笑他，认为他太丑，不值得加入他们。

但是接着发生了一件神奇的事情。

当他跳进湖里时，他变成了一只美丽的白天鹅。

丑小鸭变成了一只漂亮的天鹅，最终受到其他的鸭子的欢迎，他从此过上了幸福的生活。

五莲县中心小学小学英语英语故事童话故事The Ugly Duckling 丑小鸭

The Ugly Duckling 丑小鸭It was so beautiful out on the country, it was summer- the wheat fields were golden, the oats were green, and down among the green meadows the hay was stacked. There the stork minced about on his red legs, clacking away in Egyptian, which was the language his mother had taught him. Round about thefield and meadow lands rose vast forests, in which deep lakes lay hidden. Yes,it was indeed lovely out there in the country.In the midst of the sunshine there stood an old manor house that had a deep moat around it. From the walls of the manor right down to the water's edgegreat burdock leaves grew, and there were some so tall that little children could stand upright beneath the biggest of them. In this wilderness of leaves, which was as dense as the forests itself, a duck sat on her nest, hatching her ducklings. She was becoming somewhat weary, because sitting is such a dull business and scarcely anyone came to see her. The other ducks would much rather swim in the moat than waddle out and squat under the burdock leaf to gossipwith her.But at last the eggshells began to crack, one after another. "Peep, peep!" said the little things, as they came to life and poked out their heads."Quack, quack!" said the duck, and quick as quick can be they all waddled outto have a look at the green world under the leaves. Their mother let them look as much as they pleased, because green is good for the eyes."How wide the world is," said all the young ducks, for they certainly had much more room now than they had when they were in their eggshells."Do you think this is the whole world?" their mother asked. "Why it extends on and on, clear across to the other side of the garden and right on into the parson's field, though that is further than I have ever been. I do hope you are all hatched," she said as she got up. "No, not quite all. The biggest egg still lies here. How much longer is this going to take? I am really rather tired ofit all," she said, but she settled back on her nest."Well, how goes it?" asked an old duck who came to pay her a call."It takes a long time with that one egg," said the duck on the nest. "It won't crack, but look at the others. They are the cutest little ducklings I've ever seen. They look exactly like their father, the wretch! He hasn't come to see me at all.""Let's have a look at the egg that won't crack," the old duck said. "It's a turkey egg, and you can take my word for it. I was fooled like that once myself. What trouble and care I had with those turkey children, for I may as well tell you, they are afraid of the water. I simply could not get them into it. I quacked and snapped at them, but it wasn't a bit of use. Let me see the egg. Certainly, it's a turkey egg. Let it lie, and go teach your other children to swim.""Oh, I'll sit a little longer. I've been at it so long already that I may aswell sit here half the summer.""Suit yourself," said the old duck, and away she waddled.At last the big egg did crack. "Peep," said the young one, and out he tumbled, but he was so big and ugly.The duck took a look at him. "That's a frightfully big duckling," she said. "He doesn't look the least like the others. Can he really be a turkey baby? Well, well! I'll soon find out. Into the water he shall go, even if I have to shove him in myself."Next day the weather was perfectly splendid, and the sun shone down on all the green burdock leaves. The mother duck led her whole family down to the moat. Splash! she took to the water. "Quack, quack," said she, and one duckling after another plunged in. The water went over their heads, but they came up in a flash, and floated to perfection. Their legs worked automatically, and theywere all there in the water. Even the big, ugly gray one was swimming along. "Why, that's no turkey," she said. "See how nicely he uses his legs, and how straight he holds himself. He's my very own son after all, and quite good-looking if you look at him properly. Quack, quack come with me. I'll lead you out into the world and introduce you to the duck yard. But keep close to me so that you won't get stepped on, and watch out for the cat!"Thus they sallied into the duck yard, where all was in an uproar because two families were fighting over the head of an eel. But the cat got it, after all. "You see, that's the way of the world." The mother duck licked her bill because she wanted the eel's head for herself. "Stir your legs. Bustle about, and mind that you bend your necks to that old duck over there. She's the noblest of us all, and has Spanish blood in her. That's why she's so fat. See that red rag around her leg? That's a wonderful thing, and the highest distinction a duckcan get. It shows that they don't want to lose her, and that she's to have special attention from man and beast. Shake yourselves! Don't turn your toes in.A well-bred duckling turns his toes way out, just as his father and mother do-this way. So then! Now duck your necks and say quack!"They did as she told them, but the other ducks around them looked on and said right out loud, "See here! Must we have this brood too, just as if thereweren't enough of us already? And-fie! what an ugly-looking fellow thatduckling is! We won't stand for him." One duck charged up and bit his neck. "Let him alone," his mother said. "He isn't doing any harm.""Possibly not," said the duck who bit him, "but he's too big and strange, and therefore he needs a good whacking.""What nice-looking children you have, Mother," said the old duck with the rag around her leg. "They are all pretty except that one. He didn't come out so well. It's a pity you can't hatch him again.""That can't be managed, your ladyship," said the mother. "He isn't so handsome, but he's as good as can be, and he swims just as well as the rest, or, I should say, even a little better than they do. I hope his looks will improve with age, and after a while he won't seem so big. He took too long in the egg, and that's why his figure isn't all that it should be." She pinched his neck and preenedhis feathers. "Moreover, he's a drake, so it won't matter so much. I think he will be quite strong, and I'm sure he will amount to something.""The other ducklings are pretty enough," said the old duck. "Now makeyourselves right at home, and if you find an eel's head you may bring it to me."So they felt quite at home. But the poor duckling who had been the last one out of his egg, and who looked so ugly, was pecked and pushed about and made fun of by the ducks, and the chickens as well. "He's too big," said they all. The turkey gobbler, who thought himself an emperor because he was born wearing spurs, puffed up like a ship under full sail and bore down upon him, gobbling and gobbling until he was red in the face. The poor duckling did not know where he dared stand or where he dared walk. He was so sad because he was so desperately ugly, and because he was the laughing stock of the whole barnyard. So it went on the first day, and after that things went from bad to worse. The poor duckling was chased and buffeted about by everyone. Even his own brothers and sisters abused him. "Oh," they would always say, "how we wish the cat would catch you, you ugly thing." And his mother said, "How I do wish you were miles away." The ducks nipped him, and the hens pecked him, and the girl who fed them kicked him with her foot.So he ran away; and he flew over the fence. The little birds in the bushes darted up in a fright. "That's because I'm so ugly," he thought, and closed his eyes, but he ran on just the same until he reached the great marsh where thewild ducks lived. There he lay all night long, weary and disheartened.When morning came, the wild ducks flew up to have a look at their new companion. "What sort of creature are you?" they asked, as the duckling turned in all directions, bowing his best to them all. "You are terribly ugly," they told him, "but that's nothing to us so long as you don't marry into our family."Poor duckling! Marriage certainly had never entered his mind. All he wanted was for them to let him lie among the reeds and drink a little water from the marsh. There he stayed for two whole days. Then he met two wild geese, or rather wild ganders-for they were males. They had not been out of the shell very long, and that's what made them so sure of themselves."Say there, comrade," they said, "you're so ugly that we have taken a fancy to you. Come with us and be a bird of passage. In another marsh near-by, there are some fetching wild geese, all nice young ladies who know how to quack. You are so ugly that you'll completely turn their heads."Bing! Bang! Shots rang in the air, and these two ganders fell dead among the reeds. The water was red with their blood. Bing! Bang! the shots rang, and as whole flocks of wild geese flew up from the reeds another volley crashed. A great hunt was in progress. The hunters lay under cover all around the marsh, and some even perched on branches of trees that overhung the reeds. Blue smoke rose like clouds from the shade of the trees, and drifted far out over the water.The bird dogs came splash, splash! through the swamp, bending down the reeds and the rushes on every side. This gave the poor duckling such a fright that he twisted his head about to hide it under his wing. But at that very moment a fearfully big dog appeared right beside him. His tongue lolled out of his mouth and his wicked eyes glared horribly. He opened his wide jaws, flashed his sharp teeth, and - splash, splash - on he went without touching the duckling. "Thank heavens," he sighed, "I'm so ugly that the dog won't even bother to bite me."He lay perfectly still, while the bullets splattered through the reeds as shot after shot was fired. It was late in the day before things became quiet again, and even then the poor duckling didn't dare move. He waited several hours before he ventured to look about him, and then he scurried away from that marsh as fast as he could go. He ran across field and meadows. The wind was so strong that he had to struggle to keep his feet.Late in the evening he came to a miserable little hovel, so ramshackle that it did not know which way to tumble, and that was the only reason it still stood. The wind struck the duckling so hard that the poor little fellow had to sit down on his tail to withstand it. The storm blew stronger and stronger, but the duckling noticed that one hinge had come loose and the door hung so crookedthat he could squeeze through the crack into the room, and that's just what he did.Here lived an old woman with her cat and her hen. The cat, whom she called "Sonny," could arch his back, purr, and even make sparks, though for that you had to stroke his fur the wrong way. The hen had short little legs, so she was called "Chickey Shortleg." She laid good eggs, and the old woman loved her as if she had been her own child.In the morning they were quick to notice the strange duckling. The cat began to purr, and the hen began to cluck."What on earth!" The old woman looked around, but she was short-sighted, and she mistook the duckling for a fat duck that had lost its way. "That was a good catch," she said. "Now I shall have duck eggs-unless it's a drake. We must try it out." So the duckling was tried out for three weeks, but not one egg did he lay.In this house the cat was master and the hen was mistress. They always said, "We and the world," for they thought themselves half of the world, and much the better half at that. The duckling thought that there might be more than one way of thinking, but the hen would not hear of it."Can you lay eggs?" she asked"No.""Then be so good as to hold your tongue."The cat asked, "Can you arch your back, purr, or make sparks?""No.""Then keep your opinion to yourself when sensible people are talking."The duckling sat in a corner, feeling most despondent. Then he remembered the fresh air and the sunlight. Such a desire to go swimming on the water possessed him that he could not help telling the hen about it."What on earth has come over you?" the hen cried. "You haven't a thing to do, and that's why you get such silly notions. Lay us an egg, or learn to purr, and you'll get over it.""But it's so refreshing to float on the water," said the duckling, "sorefreshing to feel it rise over your head as you dive to the bottom.""Yes, it must be a great pleasure!" said the hen. "I think you must have gone crazy. Ask the cat, who's the wisest fellow I know, whether he likes to swim or dive down in the water. Of myself I say nothing. But ask the old woman, our mistress. There's no one on earth wiser than she is. Do you imagine she wantsto go swimming and feel the water rise over her head?""You don't understand me," said the duckling."Well, if we don't, who would? Surely you don't think you are cleverer than the cat and the old woman-to say nothing of myself. Don't be so conceited, child. Just thank your Maker for all the kindness we have shown you. Didn't you getinto this snug room, and fall in with people who can tell you what's what? But you are such a numbskull that it's no pleasure to have you around. Believe me,I tell you this for your own good. I say unpleasant truths, but that's the only way you can know who are your friends. Be sure now that you lay some eggs. See to it that you learn to purr or to make sparks.""I think I'd better go out into the wide world," said the duckling."Suit yourself," said the hen.So off went the duckling. He swam on the water, and dived down in it, but still he was slighted by every living creature because of his ugliness.Autumn came on. The leaves in the forest turned yellow and brown. The wind took them and whirled them about. The heavens looked cold as the low clouds hung heavy with snow and hail. Perched on the fence, the raven screamed, "Caw, caw!" and trembled with cold. It made one shiver to think of it. Pity the poor little duckling!One evening, just as the sun was setting in splendor, a great flock of large, handsome birds appeared out of the reeds. The duckling had never seen birds so beautiful. They were dazzling white, with long graceful necks. They were swans. They uttered a very strange cry as they unfurled their magnificent wings to fly from this cold land, away to warmer countries and to open waters. They went up so high, so very high, that the ugly little duckling felt a strange uneasiness come over him as he watched them. He went around and round in the water, like a wheel. He craned his neck to follow their course, and gave a cry so shrill and strange that he frightened himself. Oh! He could not forget them-those splendid, happy birds. When he could no longer see them he dived to the very bottom. and when he came up again he was quite beside himself. He did not know what birds they were or whither they were bound, yet he loved them more than anything he had ever loved before. It was not that he envied them, for how could he everdare dream of wanting their marvelous beauty for himself? He would have been grateful if only the ducks would have tolerated him-the poor ugly creature. The winter grew cold - so bitterly cold that the duckling had to swim to andfro in the water to keep it from freezing over. But every night the hole in which he swam kept getting smaller and smaller. Then it froze so hard that the duckling had to paddle continuously to keep the crackling ice from closing in upon him. At last, too tired to move, he was frozen fast in the ice.Early that morning a farmer came by, and when he saw how things were he went out on the pond, broke away the ice with his wooden shoe, and carried the duckling home to his wife. There the duckling revived, but when the children wished to play with him he thought they meant to hurt him. Terrified, he fluttered into the milk pail, splashing the whole room with milk. The woman shrieked and threw up her hands as he flew into the butter tub, and then in and out of the meal barrel. Imagine what he looked like now! The woman screamed and lashed out at him with the fire tongs. The children tumbled over each other as they tried to catch him, and they laughed and they shouted. Luckily the door was open, and the duckling escaped through it into the bushes, where he lay down, in the newly fallen snow, as if in a daze.But it would be too sad to tell of all the hardships and wretchedness he had to endure during this cruel winter. When the warm sun shone once more, the duckling was still alive among the reeds of the marsh. The larks began to sing again. It was beautiful springtime.Then, quite suddenly, he lifted his wings. They swept through the air much more strongly than before, and their powerful strokes carried him far. Before he quite knew what was happening, he found himself in a great garden where apple trees bloomed. The lilacs filled the air with sweet scent and hung in clusters from long, green branches that bent over a winding stream. Oh, but it waslovely here in the freshness of spring!From the thicket before him came three lovely white swans. They ruffled their feathers and swam lightly in the stream. The duckling recognized these noble creatures, and a strange feeling of sadness came upon him."I shall fly near these royal birds, and they will peck me to bits because I, who am so very ugly, dare to go near them. But I don't care. Better be killed by them than to be nipped by the ducks, pecked by the hens, kicked about by the hen-yard girl, or suffer such misery in winter."So he flew into the water and swam toward the splendid swans. They saw him, and swept down upon him with their rustling feathers raised. "Kill me!" said the poor creature, and he bowed his head down over the water to wait for death. But what did he see there, mirrored in the clear stream? He beheld his own image, and it was no longer the reflection of a clumsy, dirty, gray bird, ugly and offensive. He himself was a swan! Being born in a duck yard does not matter, if only you are hatched from a swan's egg.He felt quite glad that he had come through so much trouble and misfortune, for now he had a fuller understanding of his own good fortune, and of beauty whenhe met with it. The great swans swam all around him and stroked him with their bills.Several little children came into the garden to throw grain and bits of bread upon the water. The smallest child cried, "Here's a new one," and the others rejoiced, "yes, a new one has come." They clapped their hands, danced around, and ran to bring their father and mother.And they threw bread and cake upon the water, while they all agreed, "The new one is the most handsome of all. He's so young and so good-looking." The old swans bowed in his honor.Then he felt very bashful, and tucked his head under his wing. He did not know what this was all about. He felt so very happy, but he wasn't at all proud, for a good heart never grows proud. He thought about how he had been persecuted and scorned, and now he heard them all call him the most beautiful of all beautiful birds. The lilacs dipped their clusters into the stream before him, and the sun shone so warm and so heartening. He rustled his feathers and held his slender neck high, as he cried out with full heart: "I never dreamed there could be so much happiness, when I was the ugly duckling."The Snowman That Hope to WalkThe Snowman That Hope to WalkThere was a snowman standing in the front yard of a big house. "It's too bright!" Snowman muttered to himself. "Be patient. The sun is going down." An old dog said sticking his head out of his house.Soon, night fell. Snowman asked, "What's that up in the sky?" "It's the Moon. Well, you don't know about the Moon because you were just born today." The Moon was beautifully radiant in the dark. The branches of trees with snow crystal flowers were swaying in the wind."Oh, it's cold. Maybe it will get warm after the sun comes up." The old dog grumbled. "Do you like being warm?" The Snowman asked. "Yes. Look at that room in the bottom of the house. It's the master's room where I used to stay. There was a time I was loved by the master when I was a little puppy. Children patted on my head and gave me delicious food, but I grew up too quickly.""I can see a light. That light makes my heart beat." "It's a fireplace.If you sit right next to the fireplace, you will feel warm and comfortable." "Why did you leave the house?" "I was kicked out because I bit the heel of a child." "Why?" "He took my food away and annoyed me."It was mild the next day. "I wish I could walk like you and go next to the fireplace." "No way. If you go close to the fireplace, you will melt away." "Melt away?" "Yes, you'll melt away soon, and then, you will evaporate and disappear. " The next day was also mild. Some snow melted away and vanished because of the sunlight. The snowman was getting smaller and smaller, too. Snowman did not say anything.Four days passed. The snow melted, so one of Snowman's eyes fell down to the ground. Snowman barely opened his mouth. "I wish I could walk far away." "Don't worry. The sun will help you." The old dog said. "How" "He will help you to become water and to flow far away along the stream I have seen several times that many of your brothers flowed away like that."It was noon. The Snowman crumbled down on the ground. The broomstick that used to be the Snowman's backbone, is now visible. Its other eye which was made by cloth, fell down to the ground too. "Snowman must have missed something warm and comfortable." The old dog muttered to himself sadly.Ole Luk-Oie 梦神THERE is nobody in the world who knows so many stories as Ole-Luk-Oie, or who can relate them so nicely. In the evening, while the children are seated at the table or in their little chairs, he comes up the stairs very softly, for he walks in his socks, then he opens the doors without the slightest noise, and throws a small quantity of very fine dust in their eyes, just enough to prevent them from keeping them open, and so they do not see him. Then he creeps behind them, and blows softly upon their necks, till their heads begin to droop. But Ole-Luk-Oie does not wish to hurt them, for he is very fond of children, and only wants them to be quiet that he may relate to them pretty stories, and they never are quiet until they are in bed and asleep. As soon as they are asleep, Ole-Luk-Oie seats himself upon the bed. He is nicely dressed; his coat is made of silken stuff; it is impossible to say of what color, for it changes from green to red, and from red to blue as he turns from side to side. Under each arm he carries an umbrella; one of them, with pictures on the inside, he spreads over the good children, and then they dream the most beautiful stories the whole night. But the other umbrella has no pictures, and this he holds over the naughty children so that they sleep heavily, and wake in the morning without having dreamed at all.Now we shall hear how Ole-Luk-Oie came every night during a whole week to the little boy named Hjalmar, and what he told him. There were seven stories, as there are seven days in the week.Monday“NOW pay attention,” said Ole-Luk-Oie, in the evening, when Hjalmar was in bed, “and I will decorate the room.”Immediately all the flowers in the flower-pots became large trees, with long branches reaching to the ceiling, and stretching along the walls, so that the whole room was like a greenhouse. All the branches were loaded with flowers, each flower as beautiful and as fragrant as a rose; and, had any one tasted them, he would have found them sweeter even than jam. The fruit glittered like gold, and there were cakes so full of plums that they were nearly bursting. It was incomparably beautiful. At the same time sounded dismal moans from the table-drawer in which lay Hjalmar’s school books.“What can that be now?” said Ole-Luk-Oie, going to the table and pulling out the drawer.It was a slate, in such distress because of a false number in the sum, that it had almost broken itself to pieces. The pencil pulled and tugged at its string as if it were a little dog that wanted to help, but could not.And then came a moan from Hjalmar’s copy-book. Oh, it was quite terrible to hear! On each leaf stood a row of capital letters, every one having a small letter by its side. This formed a copy; under these were other letters, which Hjalmar had written: they fancied they looked like the copy, but they weremistaken; for they were leaning on one side as if they intended to fall overthe pencil-lines.“See, this is the way you should hold yourselves,” said the copy. “Look here, you should slope thus, with a graceful curve.”“Oh, we are very willing to do so, but we cannot,” said Hjalmar’s letters; “we are so wretchedly made.”“You must be scratched out, then,” said Ole-Luk-Oie.“Oh, no!” they cried, and then they stood up so gracefully it was quite a pleasure to look at them.“Now we must give up our stories, and exercise these letters,” said Ole-Luk-Oie; “One, two—one, two—” So he drilled them till they stood up gracefully, and looked as beautiful as a copy could look. But after Ole-Luk-Oie was gone, and Hjalmar looked at them in the morning, they were as wretched and as awkward as ever.TuesdayAS soon as Hjalmar was in bed, Ole-Luk-Oie touched, with his little magic wand, all the furniture in the room, which immediately began to chatter, and each article only talked of itself.Over the chest of drawers hung a large picture in a gilt frame, representing a landscape, with fine old trees, flowers in the grass, and a broad stream, which flowed through the wood, past several castles, far out into the wild ocean.Ole-Luk-Oie touched the picture with his magic wand, and immediately the birds commenced singing, the branches of the trees rustled, and the clouds moved across the sky, casting their shadows on the landscape beneath them. Then Ole-Luk-Oie lifted little Hjalmar up to the frame, and placed his feet in the picture, just on the high grass, and there he stood with the sun shining down upon him through the branches of the trees. He ran to the water, and seated himself in a little boat which lay there, and which was painted red and white. The sails glittered like silver, and six swans, each with a golden circletround its neck, and a bright blue star on its forehead, drew the boat past the green wood, where the trees talked of robbers and witches, and the flowers of beautiful little elves and fairies, whose histories the butterflies had related to them. Brilliant fish, with scales like silver and gold, swam after the boat, sometimes making a spring and splashing the water round them, while birds, red and blue, small and great, flew after him in two long lines. The gnats danced round them, and the cockchafers cried “Buz, buz.” They all wanted to follow Hjalmar, and all had some story to tell him. It was a most pleasant sail. Sometimes the forests were thick and dark, sometimes like a beautiful garden, gay with sunshine and flowers; then he passed great palaces of glass and of marble, and on the balconies stood princesses, whose faces were those of little girls whom Hjalmar knew well, and had often played with. One of them held out her hand, in which was a heart made of sugar, more beautiful than any confectioner ever sold. As Hjalmar sailed by, he caught hold of one side of the sugar heart, and held it fast, and the princess held fast also, so that it。

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丑小鸭的故事英语原文阅读The Story of the Ugly Duckling is a classic tale that has been passed down from generation to generation. Many children have read or heard the story, and it has resonated with readers of all ages. The story teaches readers about the true nature of beauty, and how it can be found in unexpected places.In the story, a mother duck hatches a batch of eggs, but one of her ducklings is different from the others. This duckling is larger, has a longer neck, and is not as pretty as the other ducklings. The other animals on the farm quickly notice the differences and begin to bully and ridicule the ugly duckling.Feeling rejected and alone, the ugly duckling sets out on a journey to find acceptance and friendship. Along the way, he meets various animals who also shun him due to his unattractive appearance. The ugly duckling struggles to find his place in the world, but eventually discovers that he is not a duck at all, but a beautiful swan.The moral of the story is clear: true beauty comes from within, and it cannot be judged by outward appearances. The ugly duckling may have been considered unattractive by the other animals, but he was kind, brave, and had a loving heart. These attributes were what made him truly beautiful and allowed him to find his place in the world.This story has been adapted into various forms over the years, including books, cartoons, and movies. It has remained a beloved classic because it teaches an important lesson that is still relevant today. In a society that often focuses on physical beauty, it is important to remember that true beauty comes from within and that everyone has value and worth.The story of The Ugly Duckling is an excellent way to teach children about acceptance and the importance of treating others with kindness and compassion. It is a story that is sure to inspire and uplift readers of all ages, and its enduring popularity is a testament to its timeless message.。

幼儿园儿童英语幽默故事-聪明的国王所罗门

儿童英语幽默故事-聪明的国王所罗门路漫漫其修远兮，吾将上下而求索。

屈原《离骚》
江南幼儿园李友峰
Tever King Solomon
聪明的国王所罗门
Long, long ago, tomon was ever.
很久很久之前，有一位国王，他的名字叫所罗门，他非常聪明。

In ived in td.
在他的国家里，有两位妇女，她们住在同一间房子里。

各有一个婴儿。

One nig.
第二天早上，他们发生了争吵。

“No, tiving baby. So tomon.
他们都想要这个活着的孩子，于是她们去见所罗门国王。

“Bring me a knife, cut td into two and five eacf.” said tease don’t kill my baby!”
“哦，陛下，把我的孩子给她吧。

请不要杀了我的孩子！”一位母亲哭喊道。

Tomon pointed to the woman in teas and said, “Give the baby to her. She is the mother.”
于是所罗门指着流泪的妇女说：“把孩子给她，她是真正的母亲。

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【素材积累】
辛弃疾忧国忧民辛弃疾曾写《美芹十论》献给宋孝宗。

论文前三篇详细分析了北方人民对女真统治者的怨恨，以及女真统治集团内部的尖锐矛盾。

后七篇就南宋方面应如何充实国力，积极准备，及时完成统一中国的事业等问题，提出了一些具体的规划。

但是当时宋金议和刚确定，朝廷没有采纳他的建议。

丑小鸭英语故事

丑小鸭英语故事Once upon a time, there was a little duckling who was different from all the other ducklings. He was often teased and mocked by the other animals on the farm because of his appearance. This little duckling, however, was kind-hearted and gentle, and he didn't let the mean words of the other animals bring him down.As he grew older, the little duckling realized that he didn't belong with the ducks on the farm. He felt lonely and out of place, so he decided to leave and find a place where he could fit in. He wandered through the countryside, searching for a new home, but everywhere he went, he was met with rejection and ridicule.One day, the little duckling came across a pond where a group of beautiful swans were swimming. He was mesmerized by their grace and elegance, and he wished with all his heart that he could be like them. To his surprise, the swans welcomed him with open wings and accepted him as one of their own. It was then that the little duckling realized that he was not a duck at all, but a swan.The other animals on the farm couldn't believe their eyes when they saw the transformation of the once ugly duckling into a magnificent swan. They were ashamed of how they had treated him and begged for his forgiveness. The swan, however, harbored no ill feelings towards them and forgave them wholeheartedly.From that day on, the swan lived happily with his new family, and he never felt out of place again. He learned that true beauty comes from within and that it's okay to be different. The story of the ugly duckling teaches us that we should never judge others based on their appearance and that everyone has their own unique beauty.In conclusion, the story of the ugly duckling is a timeless tale of self-discovery, acceptance, and forgiveness. It reminds us to be kind and compassionate towards others, and to always look beyond the surface to see the true beauty within. Just like the ugly duckling, we should never be afraid to be ourselves and embrace our differences, for it is our uniqueness that makes us truly special.。

疯狂学校1-1MissDaisyiscrazy

疯狂学校1-1MissDaisyiscrazyMiss Daisy is crazy1《I hate school》我讨厌学校“My name is A.J. I like football and video games, and I hate school.” Our teacher, Miss Daisy, was taking attendance. It was the first day of second grade. Miss Daisy told everyone in the class to stand up, say our name, and say something about ourself.“我的名字叫A.J。

我喜爱踢橄榄球、玩电⼦游戏，就是厌恶学校。

”咱们的教师黛西⼩姐在听着。

明天是⼆年级开学第⼀天。

黛西⼩姐叫班⾥每个⼈站起来，说出⾃⼰的名字，讲点关于⾃⼰的事情。

All the kids laughed when I said I hated school. But there wasnothing funny about it. I have learned a lot in my eight years.One thing I learned is that there is no reason why kids should haveto go to school.我⼀说我厌恶学校，同学们都笑了。

其实我说的话没什么好笑的。

我今年⼋岁，已经懂得很多事情。

我懂得的事情当中，有⼀件就是孩⼦上学⼀点理由也没有。

If you ask me, kids can learn all we need to learn by watching TV.You can learn important information like which breakfast cerealtastes best and what toys you should buy and which shampoo leavesyour hair the shiniest. This is stuff that we’ll need to know whenwe grow up.假如你问我，我会说，咱们孩⼦要懂得通过电视就能够全部学到。

丑小鸭英文故事

丑小鸭英文故事Once upon a time, there was a little duckling who was different from the others. While all his brothers and sisters were yellow and fluffy, he was gray and awkward. Because of this, he was often teased and called the ugly duckling. This made him very sad, and he felt like hedidn't belong.The ugly duckling spent his days feeling lonely and out of place. He would wander around the farm, looking for someone who would accept him for who he was. But no matter where he went, he was always met with the same rejection and ridicule.One day, the ugly duckling decided that he couldn't take it anymore. He left the farm and set out to find a place where he could be himself. Along the way, he encountered many challenges and hardships. He was chased by dogs, shunned by other animals, and struggled to find food and shelter.Despite all of this, the ugly duckling never gave up. He continued to search for a place where he would be accepted and loved. And finally, after a long and difficult journey, he found a beautiful lake where he met a group of swans.To his surprise, the swans didn't reject him or make fun of him. Instead, they welcomed him with open wings and treated him with kindness and respect. It was then that the ugly duckling realized that he wasn't a duck at all – he was a swan.The ugly duckling had transformed into a magnificent swan, and he was finally where he belonged. He was no longer the awkward and outcast bird he once was. He had found his true identity and was embraced for his beauty and grace.The ugly duckling's story teaches us an important lesson about acceptance and self-discovery. It shows thatit's okay to be different and that we should never letothers define our worth. Just like the ugly duckling, we all have the potential to grow and flourish into something beautiful.In the end, the ugly duckling's journey led him to a place of belonging and happiness. And as he glided across the sparkling water with his new swan family, he knew that he had finally found his own happy ending.。

有关小丑的英语故事阅读

Men often applaud an imitation and hiss the real thing.
人们往往对赝品(假象)赞叹不绝，却对正品(真相)嘘唏不已。
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Once a man planned to build a terrace.
Ed’s grandfather is a clown.
Ed’s father is a clown.
Ed’s mother is a clown.
Ed wants to be a clown too.
Now Ed is seven years old.
He will go to clown school.
“Does this mean I’m a clown?”he asked.
“No,”says his mother.”You only look like one.”
So Ed walked to clown school with two smiled.
One was painted.And one was real.
“Ed,here’s your school uniform,”said his mother.
As Ed looked at his unform,he was very surprised.
The coat was too long for his arms.
And the pants were too short for his legs.
“I’ll paint a tear under your eye.I’ll give you a red nose.

英语小故事带翻译丑小鸭英语故事带翻译

英语小故事带翻译丑小鸭英语故事带翻译英语小故事带翻译丑小鸭英语故事带翻译英语故事因其具有可理解性、趣味性和足够的语言输入量被认为符合学前儿童学习语言的特点,从而成为幼儿教师在英语教学过程中采用频率较高的一种教学手段。

下面是带来的丑小鸭英语故事带翻译，欢迎欣赏!It is summer in the countryside. Fields are full of golden corn andgreen plants. The air is warm and the birds are singing.A mother duck is sitting on her seven eggs. She has done this for many days. Now she is feeling tired.Soon, her eggs start hatching. Six little ducklings e out of their shells. Their coats are yellow, and they are full of energy.One egg hasn't hatched yet. It is bigger than the others. An old duck visits the mother duck.The strange egg finally hatches. The duckling jumps free from his shell. He has a gray coat, not yellow. His neck is long and his nose is black.The mother duck walks to the pond. The ducklings follow her. She jumps into the water. The ducklings quickly jump in, too. They can all swim well.duck.The mother duck shows her ducklings their home. They live on a farm with ducks and other animals. The little ducklings look around curiously.The other ducks are eating dinner. A girl throws a fish head into the group. They all want to eat it. One duck quickly eats the fish head. The other ducks are jealous.The ducks look at the mother duck and her ducklings. They are not happy to see them.The ugly duckling drops his head. He feels ashamed. The mother duck pats him on the head.Many weeks go by. The other animals are not nice. The rooster chases and bites him. The chickens tease him. The farm girl also kicks him at dinnertime.The ugly duckling feels lonely. One day, he runs away from the farm.He finds some ducks who live on a small lake.The little duckling is hurt. He swims away. There are some geese nearby. They look kind. He swims over to them.Just then, a loud sound es from the side of the lake.The duckling walks away from the lake. Soon, a storm es. The wind blows very hard. There is rain and lightning. It is not easy to walk in this weather.The duckling sees a small house. It is old and dirty. There are many holes in its walls. He goes inside. An old woman, a hen, and a cat live there.The old woman looks at the duckling. Her eyes are not good.She puts the duckling into a cage. Then, she gives him something to eat.The duckling can't lay eggs. Instead, he eats a lot of food every day. After three weeks, he is growing fat.Now, the duckling is too scared to eat. He doesn't want to get fat. People like to eat fat ducks.The hen can't believe her ears. She has never seen a bird swim.The old woman takes a nap every afternoon. The duckling waits for her to fall asleep. His cage's door is open. He quietlywalks past the woman and leaves the house.Outside, the duckling feels very cold. Autumn is here. There are leaves on the ground all around him. He looks up into the sky. There are many large, white birds flying away. They are swans.beautiful,The duckling looks for food. It is not easy to find any. Soon, there is snow in the air. Winter is ing. The rivers and lakes are very cold. The weather gets colder and colder. There is ice on top of the river. The duckling is tired and very hungry. He lies down beside the water. He is almost dead.A farmer is walking beside the river. He sees the duckling. He picks him up and takes him home. His children are very happy. They feed the duckling and take care of him.The duckling spends the winter at the farmer's house. The children feed him every day. The duckling gets stronger and larger. One day, in the springtime, the farmer looks at the duckling.The farmer takes the duckling to a pond behind his house. The duckling is happy to see the water. He jumps into the water and swims joyfully around.The duckling hears a sound. He looks up. The swans are returning. They fly into the water beside him. The duckling is happy and surprised. He wants to meet these beautiful birds.The duckling looks into the water. It is true. He can see himself. He is a beautiful white swan! Some children are standing near the pond. They have e to see the swans.乡间正值夏季，田野长满了金黄色的玉米和绿色植物。

丑小鸭的故事英语版简短

丑小鸭的故事英语版简短The story of "The Ugly Duckling" is a classic tale loved by children and adults alike. It is a tale of transformation, acceptance, and ultimately, love.Once upon a time, in a beautiful farmyard on a warm summer day, one of the eggs hatched, and out came a little duckling that wasn't quite like his siblings. His feathers were fluffy and brown, and his body was much larger than all the others. All the other ducklings laughed at him and made fun of him because he didn't look like them.The poor little duckling was so sad and miserable because he felt so out of place. He couldn't understand why he was so different from all the other ducks. His mother tried to protect him and make him feel welcome, but it was hard when all the other ducklings would hurl insults and peck him on the head with their beaks.Feeling unwanted and unloved, the little duckling decided to run away from the farmyard and find somewhere he felt he could belong. He set off on a long and lonely journey, which took him through forests, fields, and rivers. He met many animals on his journey, but none of them wanted to be friends with him because he was just too ugly. However, he didn't give up. He kept movingforward, hoping that there was a place out there where he could be accepted for who he is.After a long and tiring journey, the little duckling found himself alone in a beautiful and peaceful pond. Here, he found a group of swans, who were the most beautiful birds he had ever seen. As he looked at them, he wished he could be one of them too. But, he knew that could never happen because he was just an ugly duckling.One day, as he was admiring the swans, he saw his reflection in the water. To his amazement, he realized that he had transformed into a beautiful swan. He was no longer an ugly duckling but a stunning swan. He felt so happy and relieved that he could finally belong somewhere.The other swans welcomed him with open wings and accepted him as one of their own. He made new friends, and he felt loved and appreciated for the first time in his life. He finally realized that he had been a swan all along - he just hadn't known it yet.The story of "The Ugly Duckling" teaches us that everyone has a place in the world, even if they don't feel they fit in at first. We are all unique and special in our own way, and we should celebrate our differences. It also shows us that sometimes, it takes a while to find our true home, and that's okay. The journey is part of finding out who we really are.In conclusion, "The Ugly Duckling" is a beautiful story of transformation and acceptance. It's a timeless classic that reminds us that we should never judge someone by their appearance, and that we should always be kind and welcoming to everyone. It's a great example of how a little kindness and acceptance can change someone's life for the better.。

关于小升初英语双语阅读

关于小升初英语双语阅读1. Hi, I'm Emily. This is my dog Clifford. The circusis ing to our town. A small sign says the circus needs help.嗨!我是 Emily。

这是我的狗狗 Clifford。

马戏团要来我们镇上演出了，一张小告示上说马戏团需要帮手。

2. The circus owner says everything is going wrong. Itell him Clifford and I can help him. He doesn't think alittle girl and her dog can be much help. But I say, "The show must go on."马戏团主说一切都不顺利。

我告诉他我和Clifford可以帮他。

他不相信一个小女孩和她的狗能帮大忙。

但是我说：“演出必须进展啊!”3. The first problem is the lions and tigers. Theydon't listen to the trainer. Clifford gives them a mand. They listen to Clifford. How strange it is!第一个麻烦是狮子和老虎，他们不听训兽师的话。

Clifford 给它们发号施令，他们都听Clifford的，你说奇不奇怪!4. The clowns also need help. Clifford puts on some costumes. He enjoys being a clown. He wags his tail. That makes the act even better.小丑们也需要帮手。

Clifford 穿上演出服装，他当个小丑很开心，他摇摇尾巴，演出变得更精彩了!5. The tightrope walker has a sprained ankle. Clifford tries to walk the tightrope. He is pretty good. But hecan't get off to the ground.走钢丝的演员脚踝扭伤了，Clifford 尝试着走钢丝。

丑小鸭英语故事[有关于丑小鸭英语故事带翻译]

丑小鸭英语故事[有关于丑小鸭英语故事带翻译]英语是一种交流的工具,口语交际能力的重要性不言而喻。

故事英语教学法是一种创新性教学方法，它能提高学生的口语能力，培养学生用英语思维的能力，在表达、语音、语感等方面也起着突出的作用。

精心收集了有关于丑小鸭英语故事带翻译，供大家欣赏学习!One evening, the sun was just setting in with true splendor when a flock of beautiful large birds appeared out of the bushes. The duckling had never seen anything so beautiful. They were dazzlingly white with long waving necks. They were swans and uttering a peculiar cry. They spread out their magnificent broad wings and flew away from the cold regions toward warmer lands and open seas.They mounted so high, so very high, and the ugly little duckling became strangely uneasy. He circled around and around in the water like a wheel, craning his neck out into the air after them. Then he uttered the shriek so piercing and so strange that he was quite frightened by himself. Oh, he could not forget those beautiful birds, those happy birds and as soon as they were out of sight. He ducked right down to the bottom and when he came up again, he was quite beside himself. He didnot know what the birds were or where’d they flew. But all the same, he was more drawn towards them than he had ever been by any creatures before. He did not envy them in the least. How could it our to him even to wish to be such a marvelous beauty? He wouldn’t be thankful if only the ducks would have tolerated him among them, the poor ugly creature.Early in the morning, a peasant came along and saw him, he went out onto the ice and hammered a hole in it with his heavy wooden shoe, and carried the duckling home to his wife. There, it soon revived. The children wanted to play with it. But the duckling thought they were going to ill use him and rushed in and he frightened to the milk-pan, and the milk spurted out all over the room. The woman shrieked and threw up her hands. Then it flew to the butter-cask and down into the meal-tub and out again. Oh, just imagine what it looked like by this time. The woman screamed and tried to hit it with the tongs, and the children tumbled over one another in trying to catch it, and they screamed with laughter.By good luck, the door stood open and the duckling flew out among the bushes and the new fallen snow. And it lay there,thoroughly exhausted, but it would be too sad to mention all the privation and misery had to go through during that hard winter. When the sun began to shine warmly again, the duckling was in a marsh, lying among the rushes. Thelarks were singing, and the beautiful spring had e. Then all at once, it raised its wings and they flapped with much greater strength than before and bore him off vigorously. Before he knew where he was, he found himself in a large garden with the apple trees were in full blossom. And the air was scentedly with lilacs, the long branches of which overhung the indented shores of the lake. Oh, the spring freshness was so delicious. Just in front of him, he saw three beautiful white swans advancing towards him from a thicket. With rustling feathers, they swam lightly over the water. The duckling recognized the majestic birds, and he was overe by a strange melancholy. . .“I will fly to them, the royal birds, and they will hack me to pieces because I who am so ugly venture to approach them. But it won’t matter. Better to be killed by them than be snacked up by the ducks, pecked by the hens, or spurned by the hen wife,or suffer so much misery in the winter.” So he flew into the water and swam towards the stately swans. They saw him and darted toward him with ruffled feathers. “Kill me, oh, kill me.” said the poor creature. And bowing his head towards the water, he awaited his death. But what did he see? Reflected in the transparent water, he saw below him his own image, but he was no longer a clumsy dark gray bird, ugly and ungainly. He was himself, a swan.一天晚上，当太阳正在美丽的霞光中落下去的时候，有一群俏丽的大鸟从灌木林里飞出来，小鸭素来不看到过这样漂亮的东西。

丑小鸭的故事英文

丑小鸭的故事英文Once upon a time, in a peaceful farm, there was a mother duck waiting for her eggs to hatch. Finally, the eggs cracked open one by one, and cute little ducklings came out. However, one of the ducklings looked different from the others. It was bigger, clumsier, and not as pretty as the rest. The other ducklings and even the mother duck were shocked and disappointed by its appearance. Theycalled it "ugly" and treated it unkindly.The ugly duckling felt sad and lonely. It tried to fit in with the other ducklings, but they would always mock and tease it. The poor duckling didn't understand why it was so different from the others. It felt like it didn't belong anywhere. One day, it couldn't take the mistreatment anymore, so it ran away from the farm and into the big, wide world.The ugly duckling wandered around, looking for a place where it could be accepted for who it was. It faced manychallenges and hardships along the way. It was laughed at by the other animals in the forest, and it struggled tofind food and shelter. Winter came, and the ugly duckling suffered in the cold, harsh weather. It felt like there was no hope left in the world.But then, one day, spring arrived, and the ugly duckling saw a beautiful swan swimming in the pond. It was mesmerized by the swan's grace and elegance. The ugly duckling approached the swan, expecting to be ridiculed once again. To its surprise, the swan welcomed it with open wings. The ugly duckling couldn't believe it. It had always thought of itself as an ugly duckling, but now it realized that it was actually a beautiful swan all along.The ugly duckling's appearance had changed during the winter, and it had transformed into a stunning swan. It was overjoyed to have found its true identity and a place where it belonged. From that day on, the ugly duckling, now a magnificent swan, lived happily ever after, surrounded by other swans who accepted and appreciated it for who it was.The story of the ugly duckling teaches us an important lesson about acceptance and self-discovery. It reminds us that everyone is unique in their own way and that true beauty comes from within. Just like the ugly duckling, we should never judge others based on their appearance and always be kind and accepting. We should also remember to embrace our own differences and have faith that we will find our rightful place in the world.In conclusion, the story of the ugly duckling is a timeless tale of hope, transformation, and the power of self-love. It encourages us to look beyond outward appearances and to recognize the beauty and potential within ourselves and others. Let us all strive to be like the swans in the story, welcoming and celebrating the uniqueness of every individual we meet.。

2021年幼儿英语童话故事系列--笨狼上学

笨狼上学There is a stupid wolf, alone in the forest impatient, want to go to school. There are so many children in school, it will be very fun.Stupid wolf came to school, sat among children, listening to the teacher.In the first class, the teacher taught us to learn words. The teacher wrote the word "apple" on the blackboard with red chalk, telling everyone, "this is apple.""No, the apples are round, red, sweet." The first stupid wolf stood up against it."Yes, stupid wolf said he didn't hunt. We all ate apples and knew what it looked like." The other children said in unison."It's the word" apple, "and it's not a real apple." The teacher said angrily."Why isn't apple the real apple?" The stupid wolf asked again."Yes, it's not real apple. What's the use of what we learned?" The other children said in unison."I can't tell you clearly. We don't learn words. Let's tell stories!" The teacher said.So, the teacher told the children the story of the little red hat. The children listened quietly and listened very seriously. But suddenly a sharp voice protested angrily: "no,it's all rumors. I haven't eaten the little red hat at all.""Maybe your father did it." A child said."My father can't do this!""Maybe your grandfather?""Maybe you are too grandfather?"The stupid wolf thought and stopped talking, because he did not know whether grandpa and grandpa had ever done such bad things as eating red hats.The teacher originally wanted to tell stupid wolf, the story is not necessarily true, and afraid he doesn't understand, the teacher said: "OK, now we don't tell the story, let's go to sports class!"The stupid wolf and the children came to the playground and lined up on the runway. The teacher asked everyone to run, who runs the fastest, who is the best student in sports."Prepare, run!"The teacher's command was just issued, and the stupid wolf ran forward like an arrow. He forgot to turn at the turn of the runway, so he went straight through the playground, across the field, and back into the forest.。

泰兴市实验小学小学英语英语故事幽默故事Class Lass and Ass班级、情人和蠢驴

Class Lass and Ass班级、情人和蠢驴Class Lass and Ass班级、情人和蠢驴Professor Tom was going to meet his students on the next day, so he wrote some words on the blackboard which read as follows: "Professor Tom will meet the class tomorrow."Tom教授打算第二天与他的学生见面，因此他在黑板上写道：“Tom教授明天将和大家见面”。

A student, seeing his chance to display his sense of humor after reading the notice, walked up and erased the "c" in the word "class." The Professornoticing the laughter, wheeled around, walked back, looked at the student, then at the notice with the "c" erased--calmly walked up and erased the "l" in "lass", looked at the flabbergasted student and proceeded on his way.一位学生看到这条通知后，觉得展示自己幽默感的机会来了，就走上前，将“class”中的“c”擦掉，教授听到笑声，转过身走回来，看了看那位学生，又看看被改动过的通知，不动声色地走上前，把“lass”中的“l”擦掉，看了看那位目瞪口呆的学生，教授扬长而去。