小学英语 英语故事(童话故事)The Butterfly 蝴蝶
The Butterfly 蝴蝶The butterfly wanted a sweetheart, and naturally he wanted one of the prettiest of the dear little flowers. He looked at each of them; there they all sat on their stalks as quiet and modest as little maidens ought to sit before they are engaged; but there were so many to choose from that it would be quite difficult to decide. So the Butterfly flew down to the Daisy, whom the French call "Marguerite." They know she can tell fortunes. This is the way it's done: the lovers pluck off the little petals one by one, asking questions about each other, "Does he love me from the heart? A little? A lot? Or loves he not at all?" - or something like that; everyone asks in his own language. So the Butterfly also came to ask, but he wouldn't bite off the leaves; instead he kissed each one in turn, thinking that kindness is the best policy. "Sweet Miss Marguerite Daisy," he said, "you're the wisest woman of all the flowers - you can tell fortunes! Tell me, should I choose this one or that one? Which one am I to have? When you have told me, I can fly straight to her and propose."But Marguerite answered not a word. She resented his calling her "a woman," for she was unmarried and quite young. He put his question a second time, and then a third time, and when he still get a word out of her he gave up and flew away to begin his wooing.It was early spring; the snowdrops and crocuses were growing in abundance. "They're really very charming," said the Butterfly. "Neat little schoolgirls, but a bit too sweet." For, like all very young men, he preferred older girls. So he flew to the anemones, but they were a bit too bitter for his taste. The violets were a little too sentimental, the tulips much too gay. The lilies too middle class, the linden blossoms too small, and, besides, there were too many in their family. He admitted the apple blossoms looked like roses, but if they opened one day and the wind blew they fell to pieces the very next; surely such a marriage would be far too brief. He liked the sweet pea best of all; she was red and white, dainty and delicate, and belonged to that class of domestic girl who is pretty yet useful in the kitchen. He was about to propose to her when he noticed a pea pod hanging near by, with a withered flower clinging to it. "Who's that?" he asked."It's my sister," said the pea flower."Oh, so that's how you'll look later on!" This frightened the Butterfly, and away he flew.Honeysuckles hung over the hedges; there were plenty of those girls, long-faced and with yellow complexions. No, he didn't like that kind at all. Yes, but what did he like? You ask him!Spring passed and summer passed; then autumn came, and he was still no nearer making up his mind. Now the flowers wore beautiful, colorful dresses, but what good did that do? The fresh, fragrant youth had passed, and it is fragrance the heart needs as one grows older; and of course dahlias and hollysocks have no particular fragrance. So the Butterfly went to see the mint."It's not exactly a flower - or rather it's all flower, fragrant from root to top, with sweet scent in every leaf. Yes, she's the one I want!" So at last he proposed to her.But the mint stood stiff and silent, and at last said, "Friendship, if you like, but nothing else. I'm old, and you're old, too. It would be all right to live for each other, but marriage - no! Don't let's make fools of ourselves in our old age!" And so the Butterfly did not find a sweetheart at all. He had hesitated too long, and one shouldn't do that! The Butterfly became an old bachelor, as we call it. Now it was a windy and wet late autumn; the wind blew cold down the backs of the poor trembling old willows. And that made them creak all over. When the weather is like that it isn't pleasant to fly about in summer clothing, outside. But the Butterfly was not flying out-of-doors; he had happened to fly into a room where there was a fire in the stove and the air was as warm as summer. Here he could at least keep alive. "But just to keep alive isn't enough," he said. "To live you must have sunshine and freedom and a little flower to love!"And he flew against the windowpane, was noticed by people, admired, and set on a needle to be stored in a butterfly collection. This was the most they could do for him."Now I'm sitting on a stalk, just like the flowers," said the Butterfly. "It isn't very much fun; it's just like being married, you're bound up so tightly!" He comforted himself with this reflection."A poor consolation, after all," said the pot plants in the room."But you can't take the opinion of pot plants," thought the Butterfly. "They converse too much with human beings!"。
毛毛虫变蝴蝶的过程写童话作文
毛毛虫变蝴蝶的过程写童话作文从前，有一只毛毛虫住在一片美丽的花园里。
Once upon a time, there was a caterpillar living in a beautiful garden.毛毛虫每天都在花园里吃着绿叶长大。
The caterpillar would eat green leaves every day to grow big in the garden.有一天，毛毛虫忽然觉得身体变得僵硬了，躺在地上一动也不能动。
One day, the caterpillar suddenly felt its body becoming stiff and couldn't move at all.没有想到，毛毛虫居然在长大了。
Little did it know, the caterpillar was actually growing up.它挣扎着脱下了原来的皮肤，原来它已经变成了美丽的蝴蝶。
It struggled to shed its old skin, and it turned out that it had become a beautiful butterfly.蝴蝶展开宽大的翅膀，在花园里翩翩起舞。
The butterfly spread its wide wings and danced gracefully in the garden.其他的小虫子都对蝴蝶的美丽赞叹不已。
Other insects admired the beauty of the butterfly.蝴蝶告诉它们，原来它曾经是一只毛毛虫，也经历了很多困难。
The butterfly told them that it used to be a caterpillar and had gone through many difficulties.其他小虫子都很惊讶，他们不敢相信毛毛虫居然可以变成如此美丽的蝴蝶。
小学英语 英语故事(儿童故事)The Butterfly's finding a Bride
The Butterfly's finding a BrideThere once was a butterfly flying gently. He was flying in the blue sky and was looking for his bride. 'Flower is the best bride for me!' The Butterfly thought, but there were too many flowers to choose only one."I will be able to find a beautiful flower if I fly all around the world." The Butterfly started to fly around to find the flower to be his bride. First, he found a snowdrop. "What a pretty flower she is! But she's too small."The Butterfly flew to another place. He found a saffran this time. "Oh, she is beautiful. But she's too mature."The Butterfly flew around again. "Wow, she's amazing!" He found an anemone. "But she's too passionate." The Butterfly flew away.Then he met a violet. "She is a very soft flower, but she is too tender to be my bride."Then he went to a tulip. "Hi, butterfly!" A red tulip nodded her head and greeted the butterfly. "Oh, hi!" Even though he replied to the red tulip, the Butterfly thought that the red tulip is too dazzling to be his bride."What do I have to do now? I can't find my bride." This time, he met a daffodil. "That daffodil is too pure. She is too pure and she even looks lonely." The Butterfly did not like the daffodil as his bride.The Butterfly arrived at the place filled with apple tree flowers. "Tomorrow, the apple tree flower will fade along with the wind even if she is blooming today." The apple tree flower wasn't good enough to be the butterfly's bride, either.There was a pea flower. "Wow, she is very splendid!" Pea flowers were in elegant bloom with red and white colors. The Butterfly liked the pea flower because she was neither too lonely nor too dazzling."Hi, Miss Pea flower?" Butterfly flew closer to her to ask to be his bride. Then, he caught sight of a messy flower hanging on a leaf with a withered bean chaff. He ran away in a hurry after seeing that.In this way, spring and summer passed. But the butterfly still could not find his bride. Autumn came. One day Butterfly smelled a strong scent while he was flying. There was a peppermint in the field."That's great. Even though peppermint does not have any flowers, her leaves have a very strong scent. Peppermint's leaves are the same as flowers. I will make her my bride." Butterfly flew next to the peppermint and asked, "Miss Peppermint, would you please be my bride?"Then the peppermint said, "Mr. Butterfly, it is autumn now. You and I are too old. Don't tell me about 'being your bride' any more." In the end, Butterfly could not find any bride.。
蝴蝶的故事(英文)
The life of a butterflyI’m a caterpillar，I’m a caterpillar ，I can wiggle，wigglewiggle wiggle“Hi ，I’m a caterpillar，who are you？”“oh ，who is here？A caterpillar？oh my！You’re so ugly”“would you like to play with me？look I can wiggle，wigglewith me.”“No ，I can’t wiggle，and I don’t want to play with acaterpillar！”“oh why“I’m a very beautiful dragonfly，you’re not beautiful ”“I’m not beautiful，is that the truth？”“hi I’m a caterpillar，let’s make friends，look I can wiggle，wiggle with me.”“No ，I can’t wiggle，and I don’t want to play with acaterpillar！”“why”“because you’re too ugly！”“really？I think ，maybe I’m really not beautiful！”“Hi ,Mr. rooster .”“Oh ，what an ugly caterpillar，I don’t want to eat an uglycaterpillar like this”“oh the rooster didn’t want to eat me. I’m really ugly .In fact, I’m just a very ugly caterpillar”“who’s crying？Oh ，what a cute caterpillar！“hey ，little caterpillar ，why are you crying？”“I’m not beautiful, nobody wants to play with me’’“Oh ,no , you’re so cute ,you’re really the cutest caterpillarI’ve ever seen”“I..I’m cute?”“Of course darling. Don’t worry ,just smile.”“smile?”Sing a song“I’m sleepy, I want to go to sleep .But where can I sleep? Maybe you can try to make a web bed like that”“Now ,I’m a chrysalis. I’m a chrysalis.I want to go to sleep.”“Sweet dreams , darling”‘”hey come out, come out”’“I don’t want to go out, I’m not sure what will I be”“come on ,I think you will always be cute .“oh gosh! Now you’re a very very beautiful butterfly .H owbeautiful you are!”“Yes ,I’m a butterfly ,I have one last thing to do”“Sure , I’ll die .That’s all my life.A caterpillar ,a chrysalis, abutterfly.Now goodbye my darling”“Oh,No ,I don’t want to say goodbye”。
蝴蝶英文短故事
蝴蝶英文短故事Once upon a time, in a lush garden filled with flowers of every hue, there lived a butterfly named Flutter. Flutter was a bright orange butterfly with wings decorated in intricate patterns of black and white. She was the most beautiful butterfly in the garden, and her graceful flights delighted all who saw her.Flutter loved to dance in the sunlit meadows, her wings fluttering gracefully in the warm breeze. She would often visit the flowers, sipping their nectar and leaving a trail of glittery dust in her wake. The other insects admired her freely, and she made many friends.One day, while Flutter was busy dancing in the garden, a sudden storm clouded the sky. The raindrops began to fall heavily, and Flutter found herself struggling to stay afloat in the downpour. She quickly sought refuge under the large leaves of a nearby plant.As the storm continued, Flutter felt a sense of loneliness and helplessness. She missed the warm sun and the freedom of flight. But as she looked around, she noticed that the rainhad brought new life to the garden. The flowers were refreshed, and the air smelled fresh and clean.Slowly, the storm subsided, and the sun began to peek through the clouds. Flutter emerged from her hiding place and spread her wings. They were slightly damp, but she felt a newfound strength within her. She took a deep breath and lifted herself into the air.As she flew, Flutter realized that the storm had been a test of her resilience. She had overcome the challenges, and now she felt stronger and more determined than ever. She flew higher and faster, her wings glinting in the sunlight.From that day on, Flutter became a symbol of hope and perseverance in the garden. She shared her story with the other insects, teaching them that even in the face of adversity, there is always a chance for growth and renewal. And thus, the garden flourished under the wings of the brave and beautiful butterfly named Flutter.。
蝴蝶英文 故事
蝴蝶英文故事哎呀，今儿咱来摆摆龙门阵，说说这蝴蝶的英文故事。
咱先说说这蝴蝶啊，福建那边儿，咱就喊它“蝴蝶仔”。
话说啊，在咱大福建，有个小姑娘，她名儿就叫小蝶。
小蝶啊，长得就跟那蝴蝶仔似的，翩翩起舞，惹人喜爱。
她常常跟村里的孩子们一起，到山上去捉蝴蝶仔，欢乐得很。
可有一天呢，小蝶遇到了一只特别漂亮的蝴蝶仔，那颜色啊，五彩斑斓的，就像是天上的彩虹落了下来。
小蝶心想，这蝴蝶仔要是飞到了国外，那些外国人看到了，肯定也会喜欢的。
于是啊，她就想着要把这蝴蝶仔的英文名字学好，好跟外国人分享咱们大福建的美丽。
这事儿传到了重庆那边儿，重庆人就说：“哎呀，这小蝶真是有心人啊！”在重庆，咱管蝴蝶叫“蝴蝶儿”，听起来就亲切得很。
重庆的娃子们啊，也喜欢到山里去捉蝴蝶儿，不过他们更喜欢的是蝴蝶儿翩翩起舞的样子，就像是在跳一支欢快的舞蹈。
陕北那边儿呢，蝴蝶他们喊“蝴铁”，听起来就有些特别。
陕北的汉子们啊，粗犷豪放，可他们也有细腻的一面。
他们喜欢坐在黄土高坡上，看着蝴铁在花丛中穿梭，那画面啊，就像是一首诗，让人陶醉。
河南那边儿呢，蝴蝶他们还是叫蝴蝶，不过说起来就更有味道了。
河南人说话儿，那就是一个实在，一个直接。
他们看到蝴蝶啊，就会说：“看这蝴蝶，多漂亮啊，就像咱们河南的姑娘一样，水灵灵的。
”话说回来啊，这蝴蝶的英文名字，小蝶学得可认真了。
她不仅学会了“butterfly”这个单词，还学会了怎么跟外国人介绍蝴蝶的各种习性。
她想着啊，等以后有机会出国了，一定要让更多的人看到咱们中国的蝴蝶，感受到咱们中国的美丽。
所以啊，这蝴蝶的故事啊，不仅仅是一个英文名字的学习过程，更是一个文化交流和传承的过程。
咱们中国的方言啊，各有各的特色，各有各的魅力。
不管是福建的“蝴蝶仔”，还是重庆的“蝴蝶儿”，或者是陕北的“蝴铁”，再或者是河南的蝴蝶，它们都是咱们中华文化的一部分，都值得咱们去珍惜和传承。
哎呀，说了这么多，咱也累了。
这蝴蝶的故事啊，就讲到这里吧。
小学生英语阅读-蝴蝶的介绍Butterflyreading
The colorful scales make up the patterns you see on the wings of a butterfly. The patterns are the same on the left and right wings of the butterfly. The front and back wings have different patterns on them.
Many butterflies can taste with their feet to find out whether the leaf they sit on is good to lay eggs on to be their caterpillars‘ food or not.
Butterflies need the sun to be able to fly .Their body temperature needs to be above 30 degrees to fly. In the rain butterflies hide under leaves upside down with their wings curled.
蝴蝶有一对明亮放光的复眼，是 由一万五千多只小眼睛组成的。他们 都呈六角形的楔状，上面大，下面尖， 每只小眼睛的侧面都是互相紧密贴在 一起的。
奇特的蝴蝶花纹
美国摄影师桑维德在不同的蝶翅上， 居然拍摄到了全套从Ａ到Ｚ的拉丁字母， 以及从0～9的阿拉伯数字。在热带美洲 海拔800m的山地里terflies range in size from a tiny 1/8 inch英寸 to a huge almost 12 inches.
蝴蝶在哪里睡觉
小学英语英语故事（童话故事）TheButterfly蝴蝶
⼩学英语英语故事（童话故事）TheButterfly蝴蝶The Butterfly 蝴蝶The butterfly wanted a sweetheart, and naturally he wanted one of the prettiest of the dear little flowers. He looked at each of them; there they all sat on their stalks as quiet and modest as little maidens ought to sit before they are engaged; but there were so many to choose from that it would be quite difficult to decide. So the Butterfly flew down to the Daisy, whom the French call "Marguerite." They know she can tell fortunes. This is the way it's done: the lovers pluck off the little petals one by one, asking questions about each other, "Does he love me from the heart? A little? A lot? Or loves he not at all?" - or something like that; everyone asks in his own language. So the Butterfly also came to ask, but he wouldn't bite off the leaves; instead he kissed each one in turn, thinking that kindness is the best policy. "Sweet Miss Marguerite Daisy," he said, "you're the wisest woman of all the flowers - you can tell fortunes! Tell me, should I choose this one or that one? Which one am I to have? When you have told me, I can fly straight to her and propose."But Marguerite answered not a word. She resented his calling her "a woman," for she was unmarried and quite young. He put his question a second time, and then a third time, and when he still get a word out of her he gave up and flew away to begin his wooing.It was early spring; the snowdrops and crocuses were growing in abundance. "They're really very charming," said the Butterfly. "Neat little schoolgirls, but a bit too sweet." For, like all very young men, he preferred older girls. So he flew to the anemones, but they were a bit too bitter for his taste. The violets were a little too sentimental, the tulips much too gay. The lilies too middle class, the linden blossoms too small, and, besides, there were too many in their family. He admitted the apple blossoms looked like roses, but if they opened one day and the wind blew they fell to pieces the very next; surely such a marriage would be far too brief. He liked the sweet pea best of all; she was red and white, dainty and delicate, and belonged to that class of domestic girl who is pretty yet useful in the kitchen. He was about to propose to her when he noticed a pea pod hanging near by, with a withered flower clinging to it. "Who's that?" he asked."It's my sister," said the pea flower."Oh, so that's how you'll look later on!" This frightened the Butterfly, and away he flew.Honeysuckles hung over the hedges; there were plenty of those girls, long-faced and with yellow complexions. No, he didn't like that kind at all. Yes, but what did he like? You ask him!Spring passed and summer passed; then autumn came, and he was still no nearer making up his mind. Now the flowers wore beautiful, colorful dresses, but what good did that do? The fresh, fragrant youth had passed, and it is fragrance the heart needs as one grows older; and of course dahlias and hollysocks have no particular fragrance. So the Butterfly went to see the mint."It's not exactly a flower - or rather it's all flower, fragrant from root to top, with sweet scent in every leaf. Yes, she's the one I want!" So at last he proposed to her.But the mint stood stiff and silent, and at last said, "Friendship, if you like, but nothing else. I'm old, and you're old, too. It would be all right to live for each other, but marriage - no! Don't let's make fools of ourselves in our old age!" And so the Butterfly did not find a sweetheart at all. He had hesitated too long, and one shouldn't do that! The Butterfly became an old bachelor, as we call it. Now it was a windy and wet late autumn; the wind blew cold down the backs of the poor trembling old willows. And that made them creak all over. When the weather is like that it isn't pleasant to fly about in summer clothing, outside. But the Butterfly was not flying out-of-doors; he had happened to fly into a room where there was a fire in the stove and the air was as warm as summer. Here he could at least keep alive. "But just to keep alive isn't enough," he said. "To live you must have sunshine and freedom and a little flower to love!"And he flew against the windowpane, was noticed by people, admired, and set on a needle to be stored in a butterfly collection. This was the most they could do for him."Now I'm sitting on a stalk, just like the flowers," said the Butterfly. "It isn't very much fun; it's just like being married, you're bound up so tightly!" He comforted himself with this reflection."A poor consolation, after all," said the pot plants in the room."But you can't take the opinion of pot plants," thought the Butterfly. "They converse too much with human beings!"。
英语安徒生童话故事：The Butterfly蝴蝶
英语安徒生童话故事：The Butterfly蝴蝶THERE was once a butterfly who wished for a bride, and,as may be supposed, he wanted to choose a very pretty onefrom among the flowers. He glanced, with a very critical eye, atall the flower-beds.He found that the flowers were seated quietly anddemurely on their stalks, just as maidens should sit before they are engaged; but there was a great number of them, andit appeared as if his search would become verywearisome. The butterfly did not like to take too much trouble, so he flewoff on a visit to the daisies. The French call this flower "Marguerite," and they say that the little daisy can prophesy. Lovers pluck off the leaves, and as they pluck each leaf,they ask a question about their lovers; thus： "Does he orshe love me?- Ardently? Distractedly? Very much? A little?Not at all?" and so on. Every one speaks these words inhisown language. The butterfly came also to Marguerite to inquire, but he did not pluck off her leaves; he pressed akiss on each of them, for he thought there was always more to be done by kindness."Darling Marguerite daisy," he said to her, "you are the wisest woman of all the flowers. Pray tell me which of the flowers I shall choose for my wife. Which will be my bride? When I know, I will fly directly to her, and propose."But Marguerite did not answer him; she was offended thathe should call her a woman when she was only a girl; andthere is a great difference. He asked her a second time, and then a third; but she remained dumb, and answered not a word.Then he would wait no longer, but flew away, to commence his wooing at once. It was in the early spring, when the crocus and the snowdrop were in full bloom."They are very pretty," thought the butterfly; "charming little lasses; but they are rather formal."Then, as the young lads often do, he looked out for the elder girls. He next flew to the anemones; these were rather sour to his taste. The violet, a little too sentimental. The lime-blossoms, too small, and besides, there was such a large family of them. The apple-blossoms, though they looked like roses, bloomed to-day, but might fall off to-morrow, with the first wind that blew; and he thought that a marriage with one of them might last too short a time. The pea-blossom pleased him most of all; she was white and red, graceful and slender, and belonged to those domestic maidens who have a pretty appearance, and can yet be useful in the kitchen. He was just about to make her an offer, when, close by the maiden, he saw a pod, with a withered flower hanging at the end."Who is that?" he asked."That is my sister," replied the pea-blossom."Oh, indeed; and you will be like her some day," said he; and he flew away directly, for he felt quite shocked.A honeysuckle hung forth from the hedge, in full bloom; but there were so many girls like her, with long faces and sallow complexions. No; he did not like her. But which one did he like?Spring went by, and summer drew towards its close; autumn came; but he had not decided. The flowers now appeared in their most gorgeous robes, but all in vain; they had not the fresh, fragrant air of youth. For the heart asks for fragrance, even when it is no longer young; and there isvery little of that to be found in the dahlias or the dry chrysanthemums; therefore the butterfly turned to the mint on the ground. You know, this plant has no blossom; but it is sweetness all over,- full of fragrance from head to foot, with the scent of a flower in every leaf."I will take her," said the butterfly; and he made her an offer. But the mint stood silent and stiff, as she listened to him. At last she said,-"Friendship, if you please; nothing more. I am old, and you are old, but we may live for each other just the same; as to marrying- no; don't let us appear ridiculous at our age."And so it happened that the butterfly got no wife at all. He had been too long choosing, which is always a bad plan. And the butterfly became what is called an old bachelor.It was late in the autumn, with rainy and cloudy weather. The cold wind blew over the bowed backs of the willows, so that they creaked again. It was not the weather for flying about in summer clothes; but fortunately the butterfly was not out in it. He had got a shelter by chance. It was in a room heated by a stove, and as warm as summer. He could exist here, he said, well enough."But it is not enough merely to exist," said he, "I need freedom, sunshine, and a little flower for a companion."Then he flew against the window-pane, and was seen and admired by those in the room, who caught him, and stuck him on a pin, in a box of curiosities. They could not do more for him."Now I am perched on a stalk, like the flowers," said the butterfly. "It is not very pleasant, certainly; I should imagine it is something like being married; for here I am stuck fast." And with this thought he consoled himself a little."That seems very poor consolation," said one of the plants in the room, that grew in a pot."Ah," thought the butterfly, "one can't very well trust these plants in pots; they have too much to do with mankind."蝴蝶一只蝴蝶想要找一个恋人。
100字英语小短文：小蝴蝶的故事
100字英语小短文：小蝴蝶的故事Once upon a time there lived a lot of insects Insect Kingdom, which has a pretty little butterfly, there will be a magic ants.Because small butterfly pretty, so he looked down on other insects, other insects are not willing to play with her, are not willing to make friends with her. Small butterfly was very lonely, but she did not recognize, always looked up to high in front of other insects, wings flapping greatly dancing, a very happy look.Little butterfly little butterfly story of arrogance finally let the little worms can not see passed, begged the magician to the little ant butterfly lesson, magician nodded. The next day, a small butterfly awoke to find himself a beautiful large wings gone, replaced by a pair of very nasty little gray wings, small butterfly can not believe that he was turned into an ugly little moth, anxious wah straight cry, cry a day, two days ...... small insects to see her like this, and my heart hurt, take the initiative to come to her play. Little Butterf ly thought: “I have nothing to be proud of.” Small insects and they play together again.Small insects in the golden sunshine, happy to play, slapstick, chase. Little Butterfly by their infection, but also happy together, and they sing it danced together, she had never felt happiness.While she was dancing, I suddenly found myself beautiful big wings back, got a smart as before. Everyone said sadly: “Beautiful butterfly little pride back, we have to leave now.” The little butterfly blushing sincerely to everyone, said: “Before I was wrong, but now I know how precious a friend is! Please forgive me! “and everyone happy up and continue dancing in the sun ......Since then, the Kingdom of insects every day full of laughter, a small butterfly liveevery day in joy and happiness. We all feel that little butterfly more beautiful than before.从前，昆虫王国里住着很多昆虫，其中有一只漂亮的小蝴蝶，还有一只会魔法的蚂蚁。
英语童话故事带翻译-拇指姑娘
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Thumbelina She had a little house of her own, a little garden too, this woman of whom I am going to tell you, but for all that she was not quite happy. "If only I had a little child of my own," she said, “Then, indeed, I should be quite happy." 今天我要讲给⼤家听的是⼀个妇⼥的故事,她有⾃⼰的⼀间⼩屋和⼀个⼩花园,但她还是开⼼不起来。
她说,我要是有个⼀丁点⼩的孩⼦该多好啊,这样我会多么开⼼啊。
And an old witch heard what the woman had wished, and said, "Oh, but that is easily managed. Here is a barley-corn. Plant it in a flower-pot and tend it carefully, and then you will see what will happen." The woman was in a great hurry to go home and plant the barley-corn, but she did not forget to say "thank you" to the old witch. She not only thanked her, she even stayed to give her six silver pennies. 消息传到了⼀个⼥巫的⽿朵⾥,她说,哦,这好办的很!这是⼀颗⼤麦粒,把它种到花盆⾥,然后你就等着看会发⽣什么吧。