The Little Match Girl
It was snowy and dark on a new year’s Eve. Many people were getting together in their warm homes. A poor little girl was still walking in the streets with no shoes. There were some matches in her hand.
“ Matches! Matches!” the little girl cried in a low voice. No one heard her when they were passing by. She didn’t sell any matches and no one gave her a coin. The wind was blowing strongly and the snow was falling down on her long hair. She felt cold and hungry.
Lights were shining from every window. But the little girl was afraid to go home without selling one box of matches, because her father would beat her. “ Ah, a burning match may warm me up!” she thought. She lit three
matches. When the matches were burning , she saw a warm stove, a delicious roast goose and a beautiful Christmas tree. But all these disappeared when the flames went out. Then she lit a fourth match. A kind old woman was standing there.
“ Grandmother ! ” cried the little girl, “ Take me with you.” Her grandmother held the girl in her arms.
On the morning of the new year, the girl was lying against the wall, dead.
Mozart—the Wonderful Boy
Do you know Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart? The great composer, Mozart, started writing music when he was just a little boy. Here’s a story about Mozart when he was a child.
Father Mozart used to give his daughter, Nannerl , music lessons on the piano. And little Wolfgang Mozart was in the room . He watched and listened to every note his sister played . One day ,when her lesson was over ,he asked ,” May I have a lesson, papa?”
“Your are too little！“said Father Mozart.
When Father Mozart and Nannerl, left the room, little Wolfgang went up to the piano and pressed the keys. He smiled. The music sounded beautiful. Father Mozart heard him and came to see him. Wolfgang was playing well without any help. Father Mozart decided to give his little boy music lessons. Soon Wolfgang played as well as his big sister, Nannerl. He learned so quickly that his father was very happy. But when Wolfgang started to write music by himself, Father Mozart was very surprised .No one could believe that a little boy of five could write such beautiful music. He was an amazing child, a born musician.
The monkey and the moon
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One day, a little monkey is playing by the well. He looks in the well and shouts : “Oh! My god! The moon has fallen into the well!”
An older monkeys runs over, takes a look, and says, “Goodness me! The moon is really in the water!” Another older monkey comes over. He is very surprised as well and cries out，“The moon is in the well.”
A group of monkeys run over to the well . They look at the moon in the well and shout: “The moon did fall into the well! Come on! Let’s get it out!”
Then, the oldest monkey hangs on the tree up side down with his feet on the branch . And he pulls the next monkey’s feet with his hands.
All the other monkeys follow his suit. And they join each other one by one down to the moon in the well.
Just before they reach the moon, the oldest monkey raises his head and happened to see the moon in the sky. He yells excitedly “Don’t be so foolish! The moon is still in the sky!”
The little match girl
It was a Christmas Eve with heavy snow. A little girl was selling matches on the street. \
But no one looked at her. She had lost her parents a few days ago, and she was selling matches without a coat in the cold weather. She didn't even sell one box. The girl was so hungry that she couldn't even open her mouth.
Then, a carriage came close to her. Trying to keep away from the carriage, she slipped and fell on the ice, and she lost her shoes. She had to walk on the snowy street with bare feet. Over a window, she saw a family gathered under a warm and bright light. They seemed so happy. The snow began to fall more heavily. \
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was frozen hard. Even though she was hungry and felt pain in her feet, she couldn't go back home because she couldn't sell any matches. \on the street looked very happy holding each other's arms. But no one bought the girl's matches. \her hands and feet, but it only made her hungrier. \is it so cold today? I have to skip my meal today because I couldn't sell any of these matches.\ She lit a match to warm up her body. Even though it was a small light, it made her a little warmer. She felt as if she was sitting right next to a fireplace. \kept lighting matches. Suddenly, a table full of delicious food came up in front of her. \ As she lit another match, a Christmas tree appeared. \ She lit the last match. Then, her grandmother appeared. \me.\the sky. The next day, she was dead and found in the street. \girl, Maybe she tried to warm herself with these matches. Tut, tut.\People felt pity for the girl and buried her in the ground in the sunlight.
The wolf and the lamb
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Once upon a time a wolf was lapping at a stream. When he looked up, he saw a lamb drinking a little lower down.
\’s my supper,\catch it.\water?\because it runs down from you to me.\
\time last year?\months old.\
\’t care,\your father.\
狼与小羊
从前，一只狼在溪流喝水，看到一只小羊在下游喝水。“那是我的晚餐，”狼想，“我要找一个借口吃掉他。”于是，他恶狠狠地对小羊说：“你怎么敢搅浑浊了我的水？”“我没有，先生，”小羊回答说，“我在下游喝水，怎么能搅浑浊你喝的水呢？”“那么，”狼见此计不成，又说道，“你去年的今天为什么说我的坏话？”“不可能，”小羊说，“我现在才只有六个月大。”“我不管，”狼说，“如果不是你，就是你的爸爸。”说完，他就冲向小山羊，把他吃掉了。
寓意: 当一个坏人想为自己所做的坏事寻找借口时，他不会在乎这个借口是否恰当。
1.THE COCK AND THE FOX
It is evening. An old cock is sitting in a tall tree. A fox comes to the tree and looks up at the cock
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2. WHO IS FASTER?
T - Tortoise H - Hare
T: Hello, Mr. Hare!
H: Oh, it?s you, Mr. Tortoise. What are you doing? T: I?m running.
H: Running? Ha ha! You can?t run. Your legs are too short! T: Of course I can.
H: My legs are longer than yours. I?m sure I can run faster than you. T: Don?t be so sure.
H: Well then, let?s run to the tall tree over there. Let?s see who gets there first. T: All right. H: Ready? Go!
(Mr. Tortoise goes very slowly. Mr. Hare runs much faster. In a minute he comes to a small tree.)
H: Where?s Mr. Tortoise? Aha! There he is. He?s far behind me. How slow he is! I?m much faster. Mmm, it?s hot! Ahh, here?s a tree. Let me have a rest under it. It?s so nice and cool.
(Soon he is asleep.)
(Mr. Tortoise comes up. He looks at Mr. Hare and goes on.)
H(waking up) : Ah, what a good sleep! Now, where?s Mr. Tortoise? Where is he? I don?t see him. (Runs to the tall tree.)
T(sitting under the tall tree): Why, hello, Mr. Hare! How are you? You?re very fast, aren?t you? H: Yes, but ...
T: But, I?m here first. Now who is faster, you or me? H: Oh! ...
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