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米菲

1、   晚安 猫头鹰
   Good Night Owl

Owl tried to sleep.

The bees buzzed,
buzz, buzz,
and Owl tried to sleep.

The squirrel cracked nuts.
crunch, crunch,
and Owl tried to sleep.

The crows croaked,
caw, caw,
and Owl tried to sleep.

The woodpecker pecked,
rat-a-tat! rat-a-tat!
and Owl tried to sleep.

The starlings chittered,
twit-twit, twit-twit,
and Owl tried to sleep.

The jays screamed,
ark, ark,
and Owl tried to sleep.

The cuckoo called,
cuckoo, cuckoo,
and Owl tried to sleep.

The robin peeped.
pip, pip,
and Owl tried to sleep.

The sparrows chirped,
cheep, cheep,
and Owl tried to sleep.

The doves cooed,
croo, croo,
and Owl tried to sleep.

The bees buzzed,
buzz, buzz.
The squirrel cracked nuts.
crunch, crunch.
The crows croaked,
caw, caw.
The woodpecker pecked,
rat-a-tat! rat-a-tat!
The starlings chittered,
twit-twit, twit-twit.
The jays screamed,
ark, ark.
The cuckoo called,
cuckoo, cuckoo.
The robin peeped.
pip, pip.
The sparrows chirped,
cheep, cheep.
The doves cooed,
croo, croo.
and Owl tried to sleep.

Then darkness fell
and the moon came up.
And there wasn't a sound.

Owl screeched.
screech, screech
and woke everyone up.

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good night owl

   

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谢谢米菲。希望我短期内也能搜索些与大家共享！

春天花会开

米菲，好多绘本都有中文版的，不知道英文版呢，这回可以两用了，谢谢

琳达

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19、Swimmy 小黑鱼
A happy school of little fish lived in a corner of the sea somewhere. They were all red. Only one of them was as black as a mussel shell. He swam faster than his brothers and sisters. His name was Swimmy.
One bad day a tuna fish, swift, fierce and very hungry, came darting through the waves. In one gulp he swallowed all
the little red fish. Only Swimmy escaped.
He swam away in the deep wet world. He was scared, lonely and very sad.
But the sea was full of wonderful creatures, and as he swam from marvel to marvel Swimmy was happy again.
He saw a medusa made of rainbow jelly.
a lobster ,who walked about like a water-moving machine...
strange fish, pulled by an invisible thread...
a forest of seaweeds growing from sugar-candy rocks....
an eel  whose tail was almost too far away to remember...
and sea anemones, who looked like pink palm trees swaying in the wind.
Then, hidden in the dark shade of rocks and weeds, he saw a school of little fish, just like his own.
"let's go and swim and play and SEE things !" he said happily.
"We can't," said the little red fish." the big fish will eat us all."
"But you can't just lie there," said Swimmy." We must THINK of something."
Swimmy thought and thought and thought.
Then suddenly he said," I have it!"
"We are going to swim all together like the biggest fish in the sea!"
He taught them to swim close together, each in his own place,
and when they had learned to swim like one giant fish ,he said, "I'll be the eye."
And so they swam in the cool morning water and in the midday sun and chased the big fish away.

米菲

18   、Dear little fish 亲爱的小鱼
Dear little fish, I love you so
　　I’ll feed you bread so you will grow. 　　
　　Each day, I’ll give you one sweet kiss 　　
　　And promise you I’ll never miss! 　　
　　But on the day , my dear little fish,
You grow too big for your small dish. 　　
　　I will take you to the sea, 　　
　　And in one move, I’ll let you free. 　　
　　How you’ll be so glad to go, 　　
　　But dear little fish, I’ll miss you so. 　　
　　I will wait all through the day 　　
　　To see if you turn’ round this way. 　　
　　And I will wait all trough the night, 　　
　　To see if you come back in sight. 　　
　　Oh! I will throw my only hat 　　
　　To see if you will bring it back 　　
　　And the first joy that I will see, 　　
　　Is when you bring it home to me. 　　
　　Your back will be my favourite boat, 　　
　　And together we will sail and float. 　　
　　Over the river and cross’ the sea, 　　
　　To a small island with a palm tree. 　　
　　There we will both live and play, 　　
　　“Catch the hat” by night and day. 　　
　　And I will know your love for me 　　
　　For you came home when I set you free.

米菲

17、Elmer 艾玛
There  was once a herd of elephants. Elephants young, elephants old, elephants tall or fat or thin. Elephants like this, that or other, all different but all happy and all the same colour. All that is
   Except Elmer.
   Elmer was different.
   Elmer was patchwork.
   Elmer was yellow
         And orange
         And red
         And pink
         And purple
         And blue
         And green
         And black
        And white.
Elmer was not elephant colour.
It was Elmer who kept the elephants happy. Sometimes he joked with the other elephants, sometimes they joked with him.But if there was even a little smile, it was usually Elmer who started it.
One night Elmer couldn’t sleep for thinking and the think that he was thinking was that he was tired of being different. “Whoever heard of a patchwork elephant?” he thought. “No wonder they laugh at me.” In the morning before the others were really awake, Elmer slipped quietly away, unnoticed.
As he walked throught the jungle Elmer met other animals.
They always said: “Good morning, Elmer.” Each time Elmer smiled and said: “Good morning.”
After a long walk Elmer found what he was looking for a large bush. A large bush covered with berries, a large bush covered with elephant-coloured berries. Elmer caught hold of the bush and shook it and shook it so that the berries fell on the ground.
Once the ground was covered in berries Elmer lay down and rolled over and over this way and that way and back again. Then he picked up bunches of berries and rubbed himself all over covering himself with berry juice until there wasn’t a sign of any yellow, or blue, or green, or black, or white. When he had finished Elmer looked like any other elephant.
After that Elmer set off back to the herd. On the way he passed the other animals again.
This time each one said to him: “Good morning, elephant.” And each time Elmer smiled and said: “Good morning ,”pleased that he wasn’t recognised.
When Elmer rejoined the other elephants they were all standing quietly. None
Of  them noticed Elmer as he worked his way to the middle of the herd.
After a  while Elmer felt that something was wrong. But what? He looked around :same old jungle,same old bright sky, same old rain clound that came over from time to time and lastly same old elephants. Elmer looked at them.
The elephants were standing absolutely still. Elmer had never seen them so serious,  the more he wanted to laugh. Finally he could bear it no longer. He lifted his  trunk and at the top of his voice shouted.
The elephants jumped and fell all ways in surprise. “Oh my gosh and golly!” they said. “It must be Elmer .” Then the other elephant laughed  too as they had never laughed before.
As they laughed the rain cloud burst and when the rain fell on Elmer his patchwork started to show again. The elephants still laughed as Elmer was washed back to normal. “Oh Elmer,” gasped an old elephant. “You’ve played some good jokes but this has been the biggest laugh of all. It didn’t take you long to show your true colours.”
“We must celebrate this day every year,” said another. “This will be Elmer’s day. All elephants must decorate themselves and Elmer will decorate himself elephant colour.”
That is Exactly what the elephants do. On one day a year they decorate themselves and parade. On that day if you happen to see an elephant ordinary elephant colour you will know it must be Elmer.

米菲

16、Inch by Inch 一寸虫
　　
　　One day, a hungry robin saw an inchworm, green as an emerald, sitting on a twig. He was about to gobble him up.
　  "Don't eat me. I am an inchworm.I am useful. I measure things. "
　　"Is that so?" said the robin."Then measure my tail."
　　"That's easy." said the inchworm. "One, two, three, four, five inches."
　　"Just think. "said the robin. " My tail is five inches long."
　　And with the inchworm, he flew to where other birds needed to be measured.
　　The inchworm measured the neck of the flamingo.　　
　　He measured the toucan's beak,
　　the legs of the heron,
　　the tail of the pheasant,
　　and the whole hummingbird.
　　One morning the nightingale met the inchworm.
　　"Measure my song!" said the nightingale.
　　"But how can I do that? " Said the inchworm. "I measure things, not songs."
　　"Measure my song or I'll eat you for breakfast. " said the nightingale.
　　Then the inchworm had an idea.
　　"I'll try." he said. "Go along and sing."
　　The nightingale sang and the inchworm measured away.
　　He measured and measured
　　inch by inch
　　until he inched out of sight.