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[安徒生童话] 安徒生童话:the STORY OF A MOTH
the STORY OF A MOTHER A mother sat there with her little child. She was so downcast, so afraid that it should die! It was so pale, the small eyes had closed themselves, and it drew its breath2008-03-11 编辑:echo
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[安徒生童话] 安徒生童话:the HAPPY FAMILY幸福的家庭
the HAPPY FAMILY Really, the largest GREen leaf in this country is a dock-leaf; if one holds it before one, it is like a whole apron, and if one holds it over one's head in rainy weather, it2008-03-11 编辑:echo
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[安徒生童话] 安徒生童话:the BELL钟声
the BELL People said “the Evening Bell is sounding, the sun is setting.” For a strange wondrous tone was heard in the narrow streets of a large town. It was like the sound of a church-bell: bu2008-03-11 编辑:echo
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[安徒生童话] 安徒生童话:the REAL PRINCESS豌豆公主
the REAL PRINCESS there was once a Prince who wished to marry a Princess; but then she must be a real Princess. He travelled all over the world in hopes of finding such a lady; but there was alw2008-03-11 编辑:echo
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[安徒生童话] 安徒生童话:the Flax亚麻
the Flax by Hans Christian Andersen(1849) the flax was in full bloom; it had pretty little blue flowers as delicate as the wings of a moth, or even more so. The sun shone, and the showers wat2008-03-11 编辑:echo
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[安徒生童话] 安徒生童话:the Neighbouring Families邻居们
the Neighbouring Families by Hans Christian Andersen(1847) ONE would have thought that something important was going on in the duck-pond, but it was nothing after all. All the ducks lying quiet2008-03-11 编辑:echo
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[安徒生童话] 安徒生童话:the Old Street Lamp老路灯
the Old Street Lampby Hans Christian Andersen(1847) DID you ever hear the story of the old street lamp? It is not remarkably interesting, but for once in a way you may as well listen to it. It2008-03-11 编辑:echo
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[安徒生童话] 安徒生童话:By the Almshouse Window瓦
By the Almshouse Window by Hans Christian Andersen(1847) NEAR the grass-covered rampart which encircles Copenhagen lies a GREat red house. Balsams and other flowers greet us from the long rows o2008-03-11 编辑:echo
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[安徒生童话] 安徒生童话:the Darning-Needle织补针
the Darning-Needleby Hans Christian Andersen(1846) theRE was once a darning-needle who thought herself so fine that she fancied she must be fit for embroidery. “Hold me tight,” she would say2008-03-11 编辑:echo