出自｜伊索寓言

• 每天五分钟听经典英文故事，读绘本，磨耳朵。一只贪图享乐的蚱蜢，在寒冬将至时陷入无食可吃的困境，而勤恳劳作的蚂蚁早已备足过冬口粮，这则故事道出了勤劳与未雨绸缪的珍贵意义。

出自｜安徒生童话

• Mother duck sits on her nest hatching eggs,

• The eggs crack one by one,

• Little ducks pop out one after another,

• Only the biggest egg hasn't moved yet,

• Finally the shell cracks,

• Out comes a dusty gray little duck,

• The brothers and sisters gather around,

• "So ugly," they click their tongues,

• "So ugly," they shake their heads,

• The ugly duckling lowers its head,

• Afraid to look at anyone,

• In the daytime the little ducks go learn to swim,

• The other ducks say,

• "Don't let the ugly duckling swim with us,"

• The ugly duckling stands on the shore,

• Watching everyone have fun playing,

• At night the little ducks huddle together to sleep,

• They say,

• "Don't let the ugly duckling sleep over here,"

• The ugly duckling shrinks into the corner,

• Shivering all alone,

• Days pass by one after another,

• The mockery keeps growing,

• Friends become fewer and fewer,

• The ugly duckling thinks,

• "Here nobody likes me,"

• It flaps its wings,

• Quietly leaves the pond,

• The forest is dark,

• The trees are so tall,

• The ugly duckling walks and walks,

• Can't find any food,

• The wind blows,

• It buries its head in its wings,

• The rain comes,

• It hides beneath the fallen leaves,

• So cold and so hungry,

• It curls up into a ball,

• But it doesn't cry,

• Walking forward step by step,

• One day it comes to a big lake,

• Several white birds are swimming on the lake,

• Their feathers are so white,

• Their necks are so long,

• The ugly duckling is completely amazed,

• "They are so beautiful,"

• It stands on the shore,

• Admiring these birds so much,

• It looks down at its own gray feathers,

• "I could never be this beautiful,"

• Winter comes,

• The lake surface freezes over,

• The white birds fly away,

• Flying to warm places far away,

• The ugly duckling stands alone on the ice,

• Breathing out white fog,

• The wind blows hard,

• It wraps its wings tight,

• The snow falls down,

• It lowers its head,

• So cold and so cold,

• But it still keeps waiting,

• Spring finally comes,

• The ice on the lake slowly melts,

• The white birds are back again,

• A white bird swims over,

• Gently touches it with its beak,

• "Come play with us,"

• The ugly duckling raises its head,

• Frozen in shock,

• It looks down into the water,

• A white bird is reflected in the water,

• With a long neck,

• And white feathers,

• "So I am also......,"

• The ugly duckling spreads its wings wide,

• The water reflects a beautiful shadow,

• It finally smiles,

• Swimming toward the white birds,

• The ugly duckling has become a beautiful swan,

出自｜伊索寓言

• Morning sunlight poured into the forest

• Under a big tree, a lion lay curled up, its mane rising and falling with each breath

• Not far away, a tiny mouse crept along, sniffing the air

• It tripped, stumbling right onto the lion's whiskers

• The lion opened one eye

• The little mouse froze, too scared to breathe

• The lion opened his huge mouth, showing sharp teeth

• The mouse curled into a ball, voice trembling

• "Please don't eat me, maybe someday I can help you"

• The lion paused, then laughed, and let the mouse go

• The little mouse tumbled and scrambled into the grass

• Three days later, the lion was walking through the valley

• Suddenly, a big net fell from the trees, tangling the lion tightly

• The lion roared and struggled, but the net only tightened

• Hunters were coming

• The little mouse heard the roar and poked its head out of the grass

• It recognized the lion immediately

• Without hesitation, the mouse rushed over

• It bit and chewed with its teeth

• Chomp, chomp, chomp

• For a long, long time

• The net finally snapped

• The lion was free

• The lion lowered his head, looking at this mouse a hundred times smaller than himself

• He gently cupped the mouse in his paw

• "Thank you," said the lion, "tiny you, saved big me"

• The mouse smiled, "because we are good friends"

• From that day on, the animals in the forest all said

• Never look down on anyone

• You never know when, you might need someone else

• You never know when, someone might need you

出自｜伊索寓言

• The North Wind, a strongman, loved to blow

  The Sun, a magician, loved to shine

  One day, they met by the roadside

  The North Wind puffed out his chest and said, "I am stronger than you"

  The Sun shook his head and said, "Not at all"

  They argued back and forth endlessly

  From a distance, a traveler came walking

  He was wrapped in a thick cotton coat, walking quickly with his head low

  The North Wind's eyes lit up and said, "The contest begins"

  The North Wind took a deep breath and puffed his cheeks

  WHOO, the wind raged, sand and stones flew

  The North Wind blew and blew, sending leaves flying everywhere

  The traveler pulled his collar tighter, wrapped his coat tighter

  The North Wind blew harder and harder, yet the traveler wrapped his coat even tighter

  The North Wind was exhausted and breathless, yet the traveler would not stop

  The Sun smiled gently and stepped forward slightly

  Sunshine spread down, warming the earth

  The North Wind was not willing, blew even harder

  Unexpectedly, the traveler instead unfastened his coat buttons

  The Sun kept shining, warming people all over

  The traveler wiped his sweat and took off his coat, draping it over his shoulder

  The North Wind stared with wide eyes, frozen in place

  The Sun withdrew its light, gazing gently at the North Wind

  The North Wind drooped his head and said quietly, "I lost"

  The Sun patted the North Wind's shoulder

  "It is not that you are weaker than me, warmth has more power than cold"

  The North Wind nodded, and together with the Sun, they watched the traveler leave

原著作者｜Johanna Spyri

• 每天五分钟听经典英文故事，读绘本，磨耳朵。一个关于亲情、友情与归属感的温馨故事，发生在阿尔卑斯山的美丽风光中，触动无数读者心灵的经典儿童文学。

｜每天五分钟听经典英文故事，读绘本，磨耳朵。一部关于爱与牺牲的史诗巨作，在法国大革命的风云中见证人性的光辉。看一次哭一次，这部名著真是我的死穴，爆哭。

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• The bells of Marseille rang, the wedding feast was set
• A hundred miles away, in the dark dungeon of If, a man carved the 4900th mark on the stone wall
• That was the 4900th day and night he spent in prison
• His face no longer held tears
• His name was Edmond Dantès, he was the first mate of the ship Pharaon, and he should have married his beloved Mercedes
• The day before the wedding, Fernand stood at the edge of the feast, his eyes dark, he loved Mercedes, but she only saw him as a neighbor
• Maximilian came over, patted his shoulder, and they whispered in the corner
• Not far away, the prosecutor Villefort was reading a letter, someone had secretly slipped it into Dantès' clothes, the letter had Napoleon's name on it
• Villefort read it, folded it, put it in his pocket, and walked away as if nothing had happened
• He knew what to do
• As the wedding bells rang, police kicked open the door
• Dantès was handcuffed in front of Mercedes, he turned to Fernand, Fernand looked away
• He was pushed onto a carriage, drove to the port, drove to the black fortress on the sea
• Mercedes screamed behind him, the sound grew fainter, until nothing could be heard anymore
• The sound of the iron door locking was something Dantès would never forget
• The prison cell was cold, there was no sunlight, rats ran wildly in the corner
• He beat the iron door, he shouted for justice, no one paid attention
• The guard said, "You will stay here until you die"
• He didn't believe it
• In the first month, he shouted every day
• In the third month, he stopped
• He began to scratch lines on the stone wall, one line every day, until the lines were full
• When he reached the thousandth line, he slammed his head against the stone wall
• He wanted to die, but his life was too tough, he couldn't die
• The day the cell next door started moving, Dantès thought it was a rat
• A stone came crumbling from the crack, then came a pair of hands full of mud, then came a face covered in wrinkles
• This was the Abbé Faria, a scholar of the Roman Curia, imprisoned because he knew too many secrets
• He had dug a tunnel for three years, but dug in the wrong direction, and drilled straight into Dantès' cell
• Two people with nowhere to go, crashed into each other like this
• From then on, light came into Dantès' darkness
• The Abbé taught him to read, to do math, to speak many languages, to do chemistry, and to learn the law
• Knowledge took root in his brain like seeds, he greedily absorbed every word
• More importantly, the Abbé told him a secret, there was an island in the Mediterranean called Mount Cristo, buried under the island was an unimaginable treasure
• The Abbé was old, and knew he wouldn't get out
• He shoved a hand-drawn treasure map into Dantès' hands, said, "You go out for me, take that treasure, and live a good life"
• That night, the Abbé died
• The guard came to collect the body, put the Abbé's body in a sack
• Dantès used the darkness to swap places
• The sack was carried to the cliff, the soldiers counted, one, two, three, and threw him into the sea
• The cold sea water pressed in from all sides
• Dantès used his fingernails to tear the sack, and desperately swam upward, he broke through the water surface, gasped for air, he survived
• He swam to Mount Cristo Island, dug according to the map, gold coins poured out from the cracks, jewels filled the entire cave
• He knelt there, his hands trembling uncontrollably
• Fourteen years, he had used his best youth to gain all this
• When he stood up, he was no longer that ignorant sailor, he gave himself a new name: Count of Monte Cristo
• He returned to Paris with amazing wealth, no one recognized him
• Fernand was already a general, married Mercedes, lived in a mansion, and called the shots in the aristocratic circle
• Maximilian became the richest banker in Paris, his name appeared on every business contract
• Villefort became the prosecutor, sat in court every day deciding other people's fates
• The three of them had climbed to the top of power, they had long forgotten that young sailor
• The Count began to act
• He found the military secret files Fernand had sold to the Greek king, and sent the evidence one by one to major newspapers
• The next morning, all newspapers in Paris printed Fernand's name and crimes
• Fernand sat in the parliament hall, surrounded by mocking looks and angry pointing
• He went home, the door was open, Mercedes had already taken their son and left
• He walked into the study, closed the door, and a gunshot followed
• The next day, Maximilian's bank faced a run
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• Did you have a friend like that when you were young, someone who always waited for you with a smile, never asking why
• Now when I think back, that was a real friend
• My name is Amir, and I lived in Kabul
• Hassan was my friend, or more precisely, my servant, my brother
• We grew up together, running wild on the rooftops
• Hassan would always say with a smile, "You fly the kite, and I'll chase the wind"
• His eyes held only me
• That autumn, there was a kite-fighting tournament
• The blue kite meant the highest honor
• Everyone looked up at the sky, waiting to see who would bring it back
• I cut the string
• The blue kite wobbled and fell, disappearing over the old master's rooftop
• "I'll get it"
• Hassan took off running, fast as the wind
• His thin knees covered in dust, his legs like springs
• People on the street stopped and looked up, I crouched at the roof's edge, watching his back, shouting "Hassan, bring it back"
• But he had already disappeared into the alley
• It was a narrow lane, with yellow mud walls on both sides, and junk scattered on the ground
• I peered into the alley mouth, and saw three boys blocking the path
• The leader was named Assef, two years older than us
• He stepped forward and said, "Give me the kite"
• Hassan didn't move, holding the kite even tighter, saying "No way"
• Assef punched Hassan in the face, blood gushing from his nose
• Hassan stumbled back but still didn't let go
• Assef kicked his knees, Hassan fell to the ground, shielding the kite with his body
• The second punch came, the third punch came, and still he didn't let go
• I hid at the alley entrance, my legs as heavy as lead
• I wanted to rush in, but my legs wouldn't obey
• I wanted to shout, but my throat was blocked
• Hassan's eyes swept past the alley entrance, saying nothing
• But in that moment, our eyes met
• Then he stood up, walked out of the alley stumbling, handed me the kite and said, "For you"
• I took the kite, my hands shaking
• He said, "I just tripped"
• and wiped the blood from his nose with his sleeve
• We walked home together, he smiled the whole way, as if nothing had happened
• Many years later, I stood by a window in San Francisco
• Someone was flying a kite outside
• I suddenly thought of that sky, the direction where the blue kite fell, the dull thuds from that alley, the moment Hassan stood up, the way he smiled as he handed me the kite
• "For you, a thousand times over"
• He always said that, I never said it back
• The kite still flies in the sky, but the string in people's hearts, should have been cut long ago

• In the morning, a little cricket was playing in the grass, it jumped onto a blade of grass, the blade shook, and the cricket flew out, landing in a big mouth
• Snap, the teeth closed, everything went dark
• Splash, the cricket tumbled into the first room. This was the rumen, filled with wet grass. The grass was fermenting, it was hot and steamy, the cricket almost got cooked
• It swam hard and swam into the second room
• This was the reticulum, like a big sieve. The cricket saw grass scraps, dry grass balls, and round woolly clumps, all sieved here
• Splash, it got washed away again
• The third room was called the omasum, like a grinding machine. The grass was squeezed, ground, and pressed, turning into tiny pieces
• "Help", the cricket cried, nobody heard
• The fourth room arrived. This was the abomasum, with sour liquid. The grass started to melt, the cricket's skin stung
• "No, I must escape"
• It saw light ahead, where food was becoming liquid
• The cricket swam hard toward the light, toward the light, toward the light
• Puff, it got spit out
• The cricket lay on fresh grass, soaking wet, but it was alive
• Not far away, the cow was walking
• "Thank you for showing me your four stomachs", the cricket said quietly

• Deep in the forest stands a candy house
• Walls are chocolate, roof is pink cake
• Don't drool
• The last child who rushed in never came out
• Long ago, Hansel and Gretel were lost in the forest
• Father didn't want them, Mother had died too
• Hansel felt his pocket, a breadcrumb was inside
• He placed the breadcrumb on the road, hoping to find his way home
• But a bird flew over and ate the breadcrumb
• The two children cried in the forest, they cried for a very long time
• While crying, they smelled a sweet fragrance
• So fragrant, so sweet
• Following the fragrance, they saw a house
• Hansel reached out and poked the wall
• It was chocolate
• He broke off a piece and stuffed it in his mouth
• Delicious
• Gretel climbed onto the roof and took a bite
• It was cake, soft and tender
• The door opened by itself
• Inside stood an old grandmother
• "Come in children", she said, "I live alone, I feel so lonely"
• Her eyes sparkled brightly
• Her smile looked gentle
• Hansel and Gretel walked into the house
• Grandmother served candy and cake, piled into little hills
• "Eat eat", she said, "eat as much as you like"
• The two children ate ravenously
• They had never tasted anything so delicious
• But grandmother was sharpening a knife
• Huo huo huo
• She sharpened it until it gleamed
• Tomorrow, she said to Gretel, "you make the fire, I want to roast a chicken"
• Hansel heard it
• He crawled into the chicken cage and hid
• The next morning, grandmother pushed open the door
• "Come out little skinny chicken"
• No one answered
• She squinted her eyes to look
• "No this chicken is too skinny"
• She grabbed Hansel and locked him in a small room
• "Starve him for three days first"
• Gretel was very scared
• She did not dare to sleep
• In the middle of the night, she heard the sound of knife sharpening
• Huo huo huo
• Grandmother was sharpening her knife
• The next morning, Gretel knocked on the window
• "Grandma I'm here to deliver food"
• Grandmother opened the door
• Gretel pushed hard
• And pushed her into the fire
• Aaaaaah
• The fire was huge, the smoke was thick
• The witch burned to ashes
• Hansel crawled out of the chicken cage
• The two children searched the candy house
• They found a box and opened it
• Full of gemstones, gold coins and pearls
• They filled two pockets to the brim
• They left the forest
• They walked for a very long time
• They found their father
• Father was drinking, he was drunk
• "You're back", he said
• "We're back"
• They counted the gemstones together
• They counted all through the night
• Later they moved into a big house
• No one went hungry again
• Hansel grew up and became a chef
• Gretel raised a house full of cats
• And that candy house
• Still in the forest
• The walls are still chocolate, the roof is still cake
• But no child dares to go in anymore