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February 26, 2026堂吉诃德|Don Quixote11 minutesPlay原著作者|塞万提斯 Don Quixote Four hundred years have passed Why do we still talk about Don Quixote If you only see the jokes in him You might have missed The most touching idealism In literary history The story begins with a fifty year old squire His name was Alonso Quixano He lived in a remote village In La Mancha This man owned some land But he was dirt poor You call him a noble He could not afford a decent meal You call him a peasant Yet he carried himself like aristocracy His only hobby was reading Only one kind of books Chivalry romances Those tales of knights errant Those legends of lone heroes Saving the world He read himself Into the world of books Finally one day He made a decision He would become a knight errant Just like in the books To uphold justice To slay demons To save the people He dug out his ancestral armor Rusty and broken Missing pieces here and there He made a helmet from cardboard It looked ridiculous But the moment he put it on His eyes changed He still needed a warhorse He had an old horse Skin and bones Gray and white fur Limping as it walked He gave this horse a grand name Rocinante It means From now on It will run ahead of all horses In his eyes This old horse was no longer A beast of burden But a comrade About to embark on a great journey It possessed a noble soul From this moment on Rocinante carried A madman's dream A knight also needed a lady He thought of a village girl next door A sturdy and simple peasant woman He named her Dulcinea In his imagination She was a peerless beauty The embodiment of purity and nobility Everything he would fight for Finally He gave himself a title Don Quixote of La Mancha A squire died A knight was born On a sunny morning Don Quixote mounted Rocinante And began his first expedition He arrived at a country inn In his eyes This was a majestic castle The two women at the door Were noble princesses The innkeeper looked at this fully armed oddball Just wanted to get rid of him quickly Don Quixote knelt before the innkeeper Requesting the dubbing ceremony The innkeeper had no choice But to play along Holding a ledger as a Bible He mockingly knighted him Don Quixote bowed his head devoutly Accepting this absurd coronation He was officially a knight now It was time To perform acts of chivalry On the road He saw a farmer whipping a shepherd boy Don Quixote was furious He charged forward with his lance The farmer was terrified by this madman Begging for mercy Promising not to abuse the child anymore Don Quixote left satisfied He thought he had done a great deed But the moment he left The farmer tied the boy back to the tree And beat him even harder This is the tragedy of Don Quixote He wanted to be a savior But lacked the power to save anyone Anger without strength Is just useless noise The strong need not rage to command respect The weak can scream their throats raw But it is still just a farce Later He forced some merchants to admit That Dulcinea was the most beautiful woman in the world The merchants laughed loudly Mocking this madman Rocinante suddenly stumbled Don Quixote fell to the ground The heavy armor left him immobilized The merchants picked up his lance And beat him severely He lay in the dust Like a turtle on its back Finally carried home by neighbors His family was heartbroken They burned all his chivalry books Telling him they were stolen by a magician Don Quixote lay in bed recovering But his heart Had already flown to distant adventures This time He decided to bring a squire He found his neighbor Sancho An honest farmer Don Quixote said to him Come with me When I conquer the world I will make you governor of an island Sancho thought about it Governor That is a good deal So he mounted his little gray donkey And followed Don Quixote Thus was born The most classic master and servant duo In literary history They began their second expedition This time Famous scenes followed one after another The most classic Was undoubtedly the battle with the windmills Don Quixote saw the windmills in the field Thirty giant windmills Turning in the wind In his eyes They were giants waving long arms The embodiment of evil Sancho shouted Master Those are windmills Don Quixote turned a deaf ear He said Sancho If you are afraid Stay away This is a war of justice He raised his lance Charging at the windmill The lance struck the windmill blade And broke He was thrown off Horse and all Rolling on the ground In utter disgrace But he got up Dusted himself off And said This is the trickery of a magician He turned the giants into windmills To steal my victory You see This is the logic of a madman He never loses Because all his failures Can find explanations In his own world Cervantes wrote this book Originally to satirize chivalry novels But he never expected That this madman he created Would become the greatest idealist In literary history How did Don Quixote die On his deathbed He suddenly became clear headed He said I am not a knight I am Alonso Quixano A poor squire Then He died...moreShareView all episodesBy 多吉绘本屋February 26, 2026堂吉诃德|Don Quixote11 minutesPlay原著作者|塞万提斯 Don Quixote Four hundred years have passed Why do we still talk about Don Quixote If you only see the jokes in him You might have missed The most touching idealism In literary history The story begins with a fifty year old squire His name was Alonso Quixano He lived in a remote village In La Mancha This man owned some land But he was dirt poor You call him a noble He could not afford a decent meal You call him a peasant Yet he carried himself like aristocracy His only hobby was reading Only one kind of books Chivalry romances Those tales of knights errant Those legends of lone heroes Saving the world He read himself Into the world of books Finally one day He made a decision He would become a knight errant Just like in the books To uphold justice To slay demons To save the people He dug out his ancestral armor Rusty and broken Missing pieces here and there He made a helmet from cardboard It looked ridiculous But the moment he put it on His eyes changed He still needed a warhorse He had an old horse Skin and bones Gray and white fur Limping as it walked He gave this horse a grand name Rocinante It means From now on It will run ahead of all horses In his eyes This old horse was no longer A beast of burden But a comrade About to embark on a great journey It possessed a noble soul From this moment on Rocinante carried A madman's dream A knight also needed a lady He thought of a village girl next door A sturdy and simple peasant woman He named her Dulcinea In his imagination She was a peerless beauty The embodiment of purity and nobility Everything he would fight for Finally He gave himself a title Don Quixote of La Mancha A squire died A knight was born On a sunny morning Don Quixote mounted Rocinante And began his first expedition He arrived at a country inn In his eyes This was a majestic castle The two women at the door Were noble princesses The innkeeper looked at this fully armed oddball Just wanted to get rid of him quickly Don Quixote knelt before the innkeeper Requesting the dubbing ceremony The innkeeper had no choice But to play along Holding a ledger as a Bible He mockingly knighted him Don Quixote bowed his head devoutly Accepting this absurd coronation He was officially a knight now It was time To perform acts of chivalry On the road He saw a farmer whipping a shepherd boy Don Quixote was furious He charged forward with his lance The farmer was terrified by this madman Begging for mercy Promising not to abuse the child anymore Don Quixote left satisfied He thought he had done a great deed But the moment he left The farmer tied the boy back to the tree And beat him even harder This is the tragedy of Don Quixote He wanted to be a savior But lacked the power to save anyone Anger without strength Is just useless noise The strong need not rage to command respect The weak can scream their throats raw But it is still just a farce Later He forced some merchants to admit That Dulcinea was the most beautiful woman in the world The merchants laughed loudly Mocking this madman Rocinante suddenly stumbled Don Quixote fell to the ground The heavy armor left him immobilized The merchants picked up his lance And beat him severely He lay in the dust Like a turtle on its back Finally carried home by neighbors His family was heartbroken They burned all his chivalry books Telling him they were stolen by a magician Don Quixote lay in bed recovering But his heart Had already flown to distant adventures This time He decided to bring a squire He found his neighbor Sancho An honest farmer Don Quixote said to him Come with me When I conquer the world I will make you governor of an island Sancho thought about it Governor That is a good deal So he mounted his little gray donkey And followed Don Quixote Thus was born The most classic master and servant duo In literary history They began their second expedition This time Famous scenes followed one after another The most classic Was undoubtedly the battle with the windmills Don Quixote saw the windmills in the field Thirty giant windmills Turning in the wind In his eyes They were giants waving long arms The embodiment of evil Sancho shouted Master Those are windmills Don Quixote turned a deaf ear He said Sancho If you are afraid Stay away This is a war of justice He raised his lance Charging at the windmill The lance struck the windmill blade And broke He was thrown off Horse and all Rolling on the ground In utter disgrace But he got up Dusted himself off And said This is the trickery of a magician He turned the giants into windmills To steal my victory You see This is the logic of a madman He never loses Because all his failures Can find explanations In his own world Cervantes wrote this book Originally to satirize chivalry novels But he never expected That this madman he created Would become the greatest idealist In literary history How did Don Quixote die On his deathbed He suddenly became clear headed He said I am not a knight I am Alonso Quixano A poor squire Then He died...more
原著作者|塞万提斯 Don Quixote Four hundred years have passed Why do we still talk about Don Quixote If you only see the jokes in him You might have missed The most touching idealism In literary history The story begins with a fifty year old squire His name was Alonso Quixano He lived in a remote village In La Mancha This man owned some land But he was dirt poor You call him a noble He could not afford a decent meal You call him a peasant Yet he carried himself like aristocracy His only hobby was reading Only one kind of books Chivalry romances Those tales of knights errant Those legends of lone heroes Saving the world He read himself Into the world of books Finally one day He made a decision He would become a knight errant Just like in the books To uphold justice To slay demons To save the people He dug out his ancestral armor Rusty and broken Missing pieces here and there He made a helmet from cardboard It looked ridiculous But the moment he put it on His eyes changed He still needed a warhorse He had an old horse Skin and bones Gray and white fur Limping as it walked He gave this horse a grand name Rocinante It means From now on It will run ahead of all horses In his eyes This old horse was no longer A beast of burden But a comrade About to embark on a great journey It possessed a noble soul From this moment on Rocinante carried A madman's dream A knight also needed a lady He thought of a village girl next door A sturdy and simple peasant woman He named her Dulcinea In his imagination She was a peerless beauty The embodiment of purity and nobility Everything he would fight for Finally He gave himself a title Don Quixote of La Mancha A squire died A knight was born On a sunny morning Don Quixote mounted Rocinante And began his first expedition He arrived at a country inn In his eyes This was a majestic castle The two women at the door Were noble princesses The innkeeper looked at this fully armed oddball Just wanted to get rid of him quickly Don Quixote knelt before the innkeeper Requesting the dubbing ceremony The innkeeper had no choice But to play along Holding a ledger as a Bible He mockingly knighted him Don Quixote bowed his head devoutly Accepting this absurd coronation He was officially a knight now It was time To perform acts of chivalry On the road He saw a farmer whipping a shepherd boy Don Quixote was furious He charged forward with his lance The farmer was terrified by this madman Begging for mercy Promising not to abuse the child anymore Don Quixote left satisfied He thought he had done a great deed But the moment he left The farmer tied the boy back to the tree And beat him even harder This is the tragedy of Don Quixote He wanted to be a savior But lacked the power to save anyone Anger without strength Is just useless noise The strong need not rage to command respect The weak can scream their throats raw But it is still just a farce Later He forced some merchants to admit That Dulcinea was the most beautiful woman in the world The merchants laughed loudly Mocking this madman Rocinante suddenly stumbled Don Quixote fell to the ground The heavy armor left him immobilized The merchants picked up his lance And beat him severely He lay in the dust Like a turtle on its back Finally carried home by neighbors His family was heartbroken They burned all his chivalry books Telling him they were stolen by a magician Don Quixote lay in bed recovering But his heart Had already flown to distant adventures This time He decided to bring a squire He found his neighbor Sancho An honest farmer Don Quixote said to him Come with me When I conquer the world I will make you governor of an island Sancho thought about it Governor That is a good deal So he mounted his little gray donkey And followed Don Quixote Thus was born The most classic master and servant duo In literary history They began their second expedition This time Famous scenes followed one after another The most classic Was undoubtedly the battle with the windmills Don Quixote saw the windmills in the field Thirty giant windmills Turning in the wind In his eyes They were giants waving long arms The embodiment of evil Sancho shouted Master Those are windmills Don Quixote turned a deaf ear He said Sancho If you are afraid Stay away This is a war of justice He raised his lance Charging at the windmill The lance struck the windmill blade And broke He was thrown off Horse and all Rolling on the ground In utter disgrace But he got up Dusted himself off And said This is the trickery of a magician He turned the giants into windmills To steal my victory You see This is the logic of a madman He never loses Because all his failures Can find explanations In his own world Cervantes wrote this book Originally to satirize chivalry novels But he never expected That this madman he created Would become the greatest idealist In literary history How did Don Quixote die On his deathbed He suddenly became clear headed He said I am not a knight I am Alonso Quixano A poor squire Then He died
February 26, 2026堂吉诃德|Don Quixote11 minutesPlay原著作者|塞万提斯 Don Quixote Four hundred years have passed Why do we still talk about Don Quixote If you only see the jokes in him You might have missed The most touching idealism In literary history The story begins with a fifty year old squire His name was Alonso Quixano He lived in a remote village In La Mancha This man owned some land But he was dirt poor You call him a noble He could not afford a decent meal You call him a peasant Yet he carried himself like aristocracy His only hobby was reading Only one kind of books Chivalry romances Those tales of knights errant Those legends of lone heroes Saving the world He read himself Into the world of books Finally one day He made a decision He would become a knight errant Just like in the books To uphold justice To slay demons To save the people He dug out his ancestral armor Rusty and broken Missing pieces here and there He made a helmet from cardboard It looked ridiculous But the moment he put it on His eyes changed He still needed a warhorse He had an old horse Skin and bones Gray and white fur Limping as it walked He gave this horse a grand name Rocinante It means From now on It will run ahead of all horses In his eyes This old horse was no longer A beast of burden But a comrade About to embark on a great journey It possessed a noble soul From this moment on Rocinante carried A madman's dream A knight also needed a lady He thought of a village girl next door A sturdy and simple peasant woman He named her Dulcinea In his imagination She was a peerless beauty The embodiment of purity and nobility Everything he would fight for Finally He gave himself a title Don Quixote of La Mancha A squire died A knight was born On a sunny morning Don Quixote mounted Rocinante And began his first expedition He arrived at a country inn In his eyes This was a majestic castle The two women at the door Were noble princesses The innkeeper looked at this fully armed oddball Just wanted to get rid of him quickly Don Quixote knelt before the innkeeper Requesting the dubbing ceremony The innkeeper had no choice But to play along Holding a ledger as a Bible He mockingly knighted him Don Quixote bowed his head devoutly Accepting this absurd coronation He was officially a knight now It was time To perform acts of chivalry On the road He saw a farmer whipping a shepherd boy Don Quixote was furious He charged forward with his lance The farmer was terrified by this madman Begging for mercy Promising not to abuse the child anymore Don Quixote left satisfied He thought he had done a great deed But the moment he left The farmer tied the boy back to the tree And beat him even harder This is the tragedy of Don Quixote He wanted to be a savior But lacked the power to save anyone Anger without strength Is just useless noise The strong need not rage to command respect The weak can scream their throats raw But it is still just a farce Later He forced some merchants to admit That Dulcinea was the most beautiful woman in the world The merchants laughed loudly Mocking this madman Rocinante suddenly stumbled Don Quixote fell to the ground The heavy armor left him immobilized The merchants picked up his lance And beat him severely He lay in the dust Like a turtle on its back Finally carried home by neighbors His family was heartbroken They burned all his chivalry books Telling him they were stolen by a magician Don Quixote lay in bed recovering But his heart Had already flown to distant adventures This time He decided to bring a squire He found his neighbor Sancho An honest farmer Don Quixote said to him Come with me When I conquer the world I will make you governor of an island Sancho thought about it Governor That is a good deal So he mounted his little gray donkey And followed Don Quixote Thus was born The most classic master and servant duo In literary history They began their second expedition This time Famous scenes followed one after another The most classic Was undoubtedly the battle with the windmills Don Quixote saw the windmills in the field Thirty giant windmills Turning in the wind In his eyes They were giants waving long arms The embodiment of evil Sancho shouted Master Those are windmills Don Quixote turned a deaf ear He said Sancho If you are afraid Stay away This is a war of justice He raised his lance Charging at the windmill The lance struck the windmill blade And broke He was thrown off Horse and all Rolling on the ground In utter disgrace But he got up Dusted himself off And said This is the trickery of a magician He turned the giants into windmills To steal my victory You see This is the logic of a madman He never loses Because all his failures Can find explanations In his own world Cervantes wrote this book Originally to satirize chivalry novels But he never expected That this madman he created Would become the greatest idealist In literary history How did Don Quixote die On his deathbed He suddenly became clear headed He said I am not a knight I am Alonso Quixano A poor squire Then He died...more
原著作者|塞万提斯 Don Quixote Four hundred years have passed Why do we still talk about Don Quixote If you only see the jokes in him You might have missed The most touching idealism In literary history The story begins with a fifty year old squire His name was Alonso Quixano He lived in a remote village In La Mancha This man owned some land But he was dirt poor You call him a noble He could not afford a decent meal You call him a peasant Yet he carried himself like aristocracy His only hobby was reading Only one kind of books Chivalry romances Those tales of knights errant Those legends of lone heroes Saving the world He read himself Into the world of books Finally one day He made a decision He would become a knight errant Just like in the books To uphold justice To slay demons To save the people He dug out his ancestral armor Rusty and broken Missing pieces here and there He made a helmet from cardboard It looked ridiculous But the moment he put it on His eyes changed He still needed a warhorse He had an old horse Skin and bones Gray and white fur Limping as it walked He gave this horse a grand name Rocinante It means From now on It will run ahead of all horses In his eyes This old horse was no longer A beast of burden But a comrade About to embark on a great journey It possessed a noble soul From this moment on Rocinante carried A madman's dream A knight also needed a lady He thought of a village girl next door A sturdy and simple peasant woman He named her Dulcinea In his imagination She was a peerless beauty The embodiment of purity and nobility Everything he would fight for Finally He gave himself a title Don Quixote of La Mancha A squire died A knight was born On a sunny morning Don Quixote mounted Rocinante And began his first expedition He arrived at a country inn In his eyes This was a majestic castle The two women at the door Were noble princesses The innkeeper looked at this fully armed oddball Just wanted to get rid of him quickly Don Quixote knelt before the innkeeper Requesting the dubbing ceremony The innkeeper had no choice But to play along Holding a ledger as a Bible He mockingly knighted him Don Quixote bowed his head devoutly Accepting this absurd coronation He was officially a knight now It was time To perform acts of chivalry On the road He saw a farmer whipping a shepherd boy Don Quixote was furious He charged forward with his lance The farmer was terrified by this madman Begging for mercy Promising not to abuse the child anymore Don Quixote left satisfied He thought he had done a great deed But the moment he left The farmer tied the boy back to the tree And beat him even harder This is the tragedy of Don Quixote He wanted to be a savior But lacked the power to save anyone Anger without strength Is just useless noise The strong need not rage to command respect The weak can scream their throats raw But it is still just a farce Later He forced some merchants to admit That Dulcinea was the most beautiful woman in the world The merchants laughed loudly Mocking this madman Rocinante suddenly stumbled Don Quixote fell to the ground The heavy armor left him immobilized The merchants picked up his lance And beat him severely He lay in the dust Like a turtle on its back Finally carried home by neighbors His family was heartbroken They burned all his chivalry books Telling him they were stolen by a magician Don Quixote lay in bed recovering But his heart Had already flown to distant adventures This time He decided to bring a squire He found his neighbor Sancho An honest farmer Don Quixote said to him Come with me When I conquer the world I will make you governor of an island Sancho thought about it Governor That is a good deal So he mounted his little gray donkey And followed Don Quixote Thus was born The most classic master and servant duo In literary history They began their second expedition This time Famous scenes followed one after another The most classic Was undoubtedly the battle with the windmills Don Quixote saw the windmills in the field Thirty giant windmills Turning in the wind In his eyes They were giants waving long arms The embodiment of evil Sancho shouted Master Those are windmills Don Quixote turned a deaf ear He said Sancho If you are afraid Stay away This is a war of justice He raised his lance Charging at the windmill The lance struck the windmill blade And broke He was thrown off Horse and all Rolling on the ground In utter disgrace But he got up Dusted himself off And said This is the trickery of a magician He turned the giants into windmills To steal my victory You see This is the logic of a madman He never loses Because all his failures Can find explanations In his own world Cervantes wrote this book Originally to satirize chivalry novels But he never expected That this madman he created Would become the greatest idealist In literary history How did Don Quixote die On his deathbed He suddenly became clear headed He said I am not a knight I am Alonso Quixano A poor squire Then He died