安徒生童话全集

英中对照 there was once a young man who studied to become a poet. he wanted to be a poet by next easter, so that he could marry and earn his living from poetry, which he knew was just a matter of making t

英中对照 belonging to the lordly manor-house was beautiful, well-kept garden, with rare trees and flowers; the guests of the proprietor declared their admiration of it; the people of the neighborhood, fro

英中对照 poultry meg was the only person who lived in the newstately dwelling that had been built for the fowls and ducksbelonging to the manor house. it stood there where once theold knightly building ha

英中对照 we are travelling to paris to the exhibition. now we are there. that was a journey， a flight without magic. we flew on the wings of steam over the sea and across the land. yes， our time is the ti

英中对照 这篇小品，最初发表在哥本哈根出版的 1868年1月 26日的《新闻画报》上。“谁是最幸运的？”安徒生提出这个问题。他在答案中否定了这个“最”字。“每个人都有份，而且每个人将从它们那里得到自己的一份。”这也是安徒生所具有的民主主义精神的一种表现。" WHAT lovely roses！" said the sunshine．" And ev-ery bud will unfold，and

英中对照 four or five miles from the capital stood an old manor, with thick walls, tower, and pointed gables.here lived, but only in the summer-time, a noble family: this manor was the best and most beaut

英中对照 "yes, this is a song for very small children!" declared aunt malle. "as much as i should like to, i cannot follow this 'dance, dance, doll of mine!' "but little amalie could; she was only three y

英中对照 what did the whole family say? well listen first to what little marie said.it was little marie's birthday, the most wonderful of all days, she imagined. all her little boy friends and girl friend

英中对照 whosoever could do the most incredible thing was to have the king's daughter and half of his kingdom.the young men, yes, and the old ones too, bent their heads, their muscles, and their hearts up

英中对照 there was once a big wax candle who had the highest opinion of his merits."i," he said, "am made of the purest wax, cast in the best mold. i burn more brilliantly than any other candle, and i out

英中对照 INTRODUCTIONIt is a strange thing，that when I feel most ferventlyand most deeply，my hands and my tongue seem aliketied，so that I cannot ringhtly describe or accurately portraythe thoughts that ar

英中对照 outside the paper mill, masses of rags lay piled in high stacks; they had been gathered from far and wide. every rag had a tale to tell, and told it, too; but we can't listen to all of them. some