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嗯,马上就是元旦了,想找几个与此有关的英语小故事,
The Fairy's New Year Gift
by Emilie Poulsson
Two little boys were at play one day when a Fairy suddenly appeared before them and said,"I have been sent to give you New Year presents."
She handed to each child a package,and in an instant was gone.
Carl and Philip opened the packages and found in them two beautiful books,with pages as pure and white as the snow when it first falls.
Many months passed and the Fairy came again to the boys."I have brought you each another book?" said she,"and will take the first ones back to Father Time who sent them to you."
"May I not keep mine a little longer?" asked Philip."I have hardly thought about it lately.I'd like to paint something on the last leaf that lies open."
"No," said the Fairy; "I must take it just as it is."
"I wish that I could look through mine just once," said Carl; "I have only seen one page at a time,for when the leaf turns over it sticks fast,and I can never open the book at more than one place each day."
"You shall look at your book," said the Fairy,"and Philip,at his." And she lit for them two little silver lamps,by the light of which they saw the pages as she turned them.
The boys looked in wonder.Could it be that these were the same fair books she had given them a year ago?Where were the clean,white pages,as pure and beautiful as the snow when it first falls?Here was a page with ugly,black spots and scratches upon it; while the very next page showed a lovely little picture.Some pages were decorated with gold and silver and gorgeous colors,others with beautiful flowers,and still others with a rainbow of softest,most delicate brightness.Yet even on the most beautiful of the pages there were ugly blots and scratches.
Carl and Philip looked up at the Fairy at last.
"Who did this?" they asked."Every page was white and fair as we opened to it; yet now there is not a single blank place in the whole book!"
"Shall I explain some of the pictures to you?" said the Fairy,smiling at the two little boys.
"See,Philip,the spray of roses blossomed on this page when you let the baby have your playthings; and this pretty bird,that looks as if it were singing with all its might,would never have been on this page if you had not tried to be kind and pleasant the other day,instead of quarreling."
"But what makes this blot?" asked Philip.
"That," said the Fairy sadly; "that came when you told an untruth one day,and this when you did not mind mamma.All these blots and scratches that look so ugly,both in your book and in Carl's,were made when you were naughty.Each pretty thing in your books came on its page when you were good."
"Oh,if we could only have the books again!" said Carl and Philip.
"That cannot be," said the Fairy."See!they are dated for this year,and they must now go back into Father Time's bookcase,but I have brought you each a new one.Perhaps you can make these more beautiful than the others."
So saying,she vanished,and the boys were left alone,but each held in his hand a new book open at the first page.
And on the back of this book was written in letters of gold,"For the New Year."
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The Little New Year
by Ellen Robena Field
One cold morning Maurice awoke from his dreams and sat up in bed and listened.He thought he heard a knock at his window; but though the moon was shining brightly,Jack Frost had been so busily at work that Maurice could not see through the thickly painted panes.So he crept sleepily out of bed,and opened the window,and whispered:"Who is there?"
"I am," replied a tinkling voice."I am the little New Year,ho!ho!And I've promised to bring a blessing to everyone.But I am such a little fellow I need somebody to help me distribute them.Won't you please come out and help?"
"Oh,it's so cold!" said Maurice; "I'd rather go back to my warm bed; " and he shivered as Jack Frost,who was passing,tickled him under the chin with one of the frosty paint brushes.
"Never mind the cold," urged the New Year; "please help me."
So Maurice hurried into his clothes,and was soon out in the yard.There he found a rosy-cheeked boy a little smaller than himself,pulling a large cart which seemed to be loaded with good things.On one side of this cart was painted the word "Love," and on the other "Kindness." As soon as the New Year saw Maurice he said,"Now please take hold and help me pull;" and down the driveway and up the hill they travelled until they came to an old shanty.
"Here is where I make my first call," said the New Year.Maurice looked wonderingly at him."Why,nobody lives here but an old man who works for us; and he hasn't any children!" "He needs my help," said the New Year; "for grown people like to be thought of just as much as children do.You shovel out a path to his door,while I unload some of my blessings; and the little hands went busily at work,piling up warm clothing,wood,and a new year's dinner,the New Year singing as he worked:
"Oh,I am the little New Year; ho!ho!Here I come tripping it over the snow,Shaking my bells with a merry din; So open your door and let me in."
Old Joe,hearing some noise outside,came to the door,and when he saw all the nice gifts the tears ran down his cheeks for gladness; and as he carried them into the house,he whispered:"The dear Lord has been here tonight."
"Where am we going now?" asked Maurice,as they ran down the hill."To take some flowers to a poor sick girl," answered the New Year.
Soon they came to a small white house,where the New Year stopped."Why,Bessie lives here," said Maurice."I didn't know she was sick." "See," said the New Year,"this window is open a little; let us throw this bunch of pinks into the room.They will please her when she wakes,and will make her happy for several days."
Then they hurried to other places,leaving some blessing behind them.
"What a wonderful cart you have," said Maurice; "though you have taken so much out,it never seems to get empty." "You are right,Maurice,there is never any end to love and kindness.As long as I find people to love and be kind to,my cart is full of blessings for them; and it will never grow empty until I can no longer find people to help.If you will go with me every day and help me scatter my blessings,you will see how happy you will be all the long year."
"A happy New Year!" called some one; and Maurice found himself in bed,and his sister standing in the doorway smiling at him."Have you had a pleasant dream,dear?" she asked.
"Why,where is the little New Year?" said Maurice; "he was just here with me."
"Come into Mamma's room and see what he has brought you," answered his sister.There in a snowy white cradle he found a tiny baby brother,the gift of the New.Year.How happy Maurice was then!But he did not forget his dream.Old Joe and Bessie had their gifts,too,and Maurice tried so hard to be helpful that he made all his friends glad because the happy New Year had come.
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The Chinese New Year Story
Long ago,the world was not a safe place; monsters dominated the world.There was one horrifying monster that came out on the same day each year to eat people.This monster was named Nian,and the people marked the end of a year by his visits to the human civilization.That is where the Chinese word for year came from.
This monster was the most feared by the people because every time it came out,whole villages would be destroyed at a time.So,every time the monster came,people would huddle together in their homes and stay up all night,wanting not to be eaten.This happened for many years until a wise man thought up a plan to scare the monster away.
This man proposed that the people should light bamboo.The bamboo would crack and make a lot of noise,possibly scaring the monster away.The villagers thought this was a very good idea and started to light the bamboo.The noise was tremendous.The monster was scared by the loud noise and ran back to its cave without not eating any people.
The next morning,everyone was present.They were all elated.The people congratulated each other for executing the plan effectively.So,from then on,people stayed up late,lit firecrackers (to simulate the lighting of the bamboo),and congratulated each other when the new year came.
by Emilie Poulsson
Two little boys were at play one day when a Fairy suddenly appeared before them and said,"I have been sent to give you New Year presents."
She handed to each child a package,and in an instant was gone.
Carl and Philip opened the packages and found in them two beautiful books,with pages as pure and white as the snow when it first falls.
Many months passed and the Fairy came again to the boys."I have brought you each another book?" said she,"and will take the first ones back to Father Time who sent them to you."
"May I not keep mine a little longer?" asked Philip."I have hardly thought about it lately.I'd like to paint something on the last leaf that lies open."
"No," said the Fairy; "I must take it just as it is."
"I wish that I could look through mine just once," said Carl; "I have only seen one page at a time,for when the leaf turns over it sticks fast,and I can never open the book at more than one place each day."
"You shall look at your book," said the Fairy,"and Philip,at his." And she lit for them two little silver lamps,by the light of which they saw the pages as she turned them.
The boys looked in wonder.Could it be that these were the same fair books she had given them a year ago?Where were the clean,white pages,as pure and beautiful as the snow when it first falls?Here was a page with ugly,black spots and scratches upon it; while the very next page showed a lovely little picture.Some pages were decorated with gold and silver and gorgeous colors,others with beautiful flowers,and still others with a rainbow of softest,most delicate brightness.Yet even on the most beautiful of the pages there were ugly blots and scratches.
Carl and Philip looked up at the Fairy at last.
"Who did this?" they asked."Every page was white and fair as we opened to it; yet now there is not a single blank place in the whole book!"
"Shall I explain some of the pictures to you?" said the Fairy,smiling at the two little boys.
"See,Philip,the spray of roses blossomed on this page when you let the baby have your playthings; and this pretty bird,that looks as if it were singing with all its might,would never have been on this page if you had not tried to be kind and pleasant the other day,instead of quarreling."
"But what makes this blot?" asked Philip.
"That," said the Fairy sadly; "that came when you told an untruth one day,and this when you did not mind mamma.All these blots and scratches that look so ugly,both in your book and in Carl's,were made when you were naughty.Each pretty thing in your books came on its page when you were good."
"Oh,if we could only have the books again!" said Carl and Philip.
"That cannot be," said the Fairy."See!they are dated for this year,and they must now go back into Father Time's bookcase,but I have brought you each a new one.Perhaps you can make these more beautiful than the others."
So saying,she vanished,and the boys were left alone,but each held in his hand a new book open at the first page.
And on the back of this book was written in letters of gold,"For the New Year."
___________________
The Little New Year
by Ellen Robena Field
One cold morning Maurice awoke from his dreams and sat up in bed and listened.He thought he heard a knock at his window; but though the moon was shining brightly,Jack Frost had been so busily at work that Maurice could not see through the thickly painted panes.So he crept sleepily out of bed,and opened the window,and whispered:"Who is there?"
"I am," replied a tinkling voice."I am the little New Year,ho!ho!And I've promised to bring a blessing to everyone.But I am such a little fellow I need somebody to help me distribute them.Won't you please come out and help?"
"Oh,it's so cold!" said Maurice; "I'd rather go back to my warm bed; " and he shivered as Jack Frost,who was passing,tickled him under the chin with one of the frosty paint brushes.
"Never mind the cold," urged the New Year; "please help me."
So Maurice hurried into his clothes,and was soon out in the yard.There he found a rosy-cheeked boy a little smaller than himself,pulling a large cart which seemed to be loaded with good things.On one side of this cart was painted the word "Love," and on the other "Kindness." As soon as the New Year saw Maurice he said,"Now please take hold and help me pull;" and down the driveway and up the hill they travelled until they came to an old shanty.
"Here is where I make my first call," said the New Year.Maurice looked wonderingly at him."Why,nobody lives here but an old man who works for us; and he hasn't any children!" "He needs my help," said the New Year; "for grown people like to be thought of just as much as children do.You shovel out a path to his door,while I unload some of my blessings; and the little hands went busily at work,piling up warm clothing,wood,and a new year's dinner,the New Year singing as he worked:
"Oh,I am the little New Year; ho!ho!Here I come tripping it over the snow,Shaking my bells with a merry din; So open your door and let me in."
Old Joe,hearing some noise outside,came to the door,and when he saw all the nice gifts the tears ran down his cheeks for gladness; and as he carried them into the house,he whispered:"The dear Lord has been here tonight."
"Where am we going now?" asked Maurice,as they ran down the hill."To take some flowers to a poor sick girl," answered the New Year.
Soon they came to a small white house,where the New Year stopped."Why,Bessie lives here," said Maurice."I didn't know she was sick." "See," said the New Year,"this window is open a little; let us throw this bunch of pinks into the room.They will please her when she wakes,and will make her happy for several days."
Then they hurried to other places,leaving some blessing behind them.
"What a wonderful cart you have," said Maurice; "though you have taken so much out,it never seems to get empty." "You are right,Maurice,there is never any end to love and kindness.As long as I find people to love and be kind to,my cart is full of blessings for them; and it will never grow empty until I can no longer find people to help.If you will go with me every day and help me scatter my blessings,you will see how happy you will be all the long year."
"A happy New Year!" called some one; and Maurice found himself in bed,and his sister standing in the doorway smiling at him."Have you had a pleasant dream,dear?" she asked.
"Why,where is the little New Year?" said Maurice; "he was just here with me."
"Come into Mamma's room and see what he has brought you," answered his sister.There in a snowy white cradle he found a tiny baby brother,the gift of the New.Year.How happy Maurice was then!But he did not forget his dream.Old Joe and Bessie had their gifts,too,and Maurice tried so hard to be helpful that he made all his friends glad because the happy New Year had come.
____________________________
The Chinese New Year Story
Long ago,the world was not a safe place; monsters dominated the world.There was one horrifying monster that came out on the same day each year to eat people.This monster was named Nian,and the people marked the end of a year by his visits to the human civilization.That is where the Chinese word for year came from.
This monster was the most feared by the people because every time it came out,whole villages would be destroyed at a time.So,every time the monster came,people would huddle together in their homes and stay up all night,wanting not to be eaten.This happened for many years until a wise man thought up a plan to scare the monster away.
This man proposed that the people should light bamboo.The bamboo would crack and make a lot of noise,possibly scaring the monster away.The villagers thought this was a very good idea and started to light the bamboo.The noise was tremendous.The monster was scared by the loud noise and ran back to its cave without not eating any people.
The next morning,everyone was present.They were all elated.The people congratulated each other for executing the plan effectively.So,from then on,people stayed up late,lit firecrackers (to simulate the lighting of the bamboo),and congratulated each other when the new year came.