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     T was lovely summer weather in the country, and the golden corn, the green oats, and the haystacks piled up in the meadows looked beautiful. The stork1 walking about on his long red legs chattered2 in the Egyptian language, which he had learnt from his mother. The corn-fields and meadows were surrounded by large forests, in the midst of which were deep pools. It was, indeed, delightful3 to walk about in the country. In a sunny spot stood a pleasant old farm-house close by a deep river, and from the house down to the water side grew great burdock leaves, so high, that under the tallest of them a little child could stand upright. The spot was as wild as the centre of a thick wood. In this snug4 retreat sat a duck on her nest, watching for her young brood to hatch; she was beginning to get tired of her task, for the little ones were a long time coming out of their shells, and she seldom had any visitors. The other ducks liked much better to swim about in the river than to climb the slippery banks, and sit under a burdock leaf, to have a gossip with her. At length one shell cracked, and then another, and from each egg came a living creature that lifted its head and cried, “Peep, peep.” “Quack5, quack,” said the mother, and then they all quacked6 as well as they could, and looked about them on every side at the large green leaves. Their mother allowed them to look as much as they liked, because green is good for the eyes. “How large the world is,” said the young ducks, when they found how much more room they now had than while they were inside the egg-shell. “Do you imagine this is the whole world?” asked the mother; “Wait till you have seen the garden; it stretches far beyond that to the parson’s field, but I have never ventured to such a distance. Are you all out?” she continued, rising; “No, I declare, the largest egg lies there still. I wonder how long this is to last, I am quite tired of it;” and she seated herself again on the nest. 
  “Well, how are you getting on?” asked an old duck, who paid her a visit.
  “One egg is not hatched yet,” said the duck, “it will not break. But just look at all the others, are they not the
prettiest little ducklings you ever saw? They are the image of their father, who is so unkind, he never comes to see.”
  “Let me see the egg that will not break,” said the duck; “I have no doubt it is a turkey’s egg. I was persuaded to
hatch some once, and after all my care and trouble with the young ones, they were afraid of the water. I quacked and clucked, but all to no purpose. I could not get them to venture in. Let me look at the egg. Yes, that is a turkey’s egg; take my advice, leave it where it is and teach the other children to swim.”
  “I think I will sit on it a little while longer,” said the duck; “as I have sat so long already, a few days will be
  “Please yourself,” said the old duck, and she went away.
  At last the large egg broke, and a young one crept forth7 crying, “Peep, peep.” It was very large and ugly. The duck
stared at it and exclaimed, “It is very large and not at all like the others. I wonder if it really is a turkey. We shall soon find it out, however when we go to the water. It must go in, if I have to push it myself.”
  On the next day the weather was delightful, and the sun shone brightly on the green burdock leaves, so the mother duck
took her young brood down to the water, and jumped in with a splash. “Quack, quack,” cried she, and one after another the little ducklings jumped in. The water closed over their heads, but they came up again in an instant, and swam about quite prettily8 with their legs paddling under them as easily as possible, and the ugly duckling was also in the water swimming with them.
  “Oh,” said the mother, “that is not a turkey; how well he uses his legs, and how upright he holds himself! He is my
own child, and he is not so very ugly after all if you look at him properly. Quack, quack! come with me now, I will take you into grand society, and introduce you to the farmyard, but you must keep close to me or you may be trodden upon; and, above all, beware of the cat.”
  When they reached the farmyard, there was a great disturbance9, two families were fighting for an eel’s head, which,
after all, was carried off by the cat. “See, children, that is the way of the world,” said the mother duck, whetting10 her beak11, for she would have liked the eel’s head herself. “Come, now, use your legs, and let me see how well you can behave. You must bow your heads prettily to that old duck yonder; she is the highest born of them all, and has Spanish blood, therefore, she is well off. Don’t you see she has a red flag tied to her leg, which is something very grand, and a great honor for a duck; it shows that every one is anxious not to lose her, as she can be recognized both by man and beast. Come, now, don’t turn your toes, a well-bred duckling spreads his feet wide apart, just like his father and mother, in this way; now bend your neck, and say ‘quack.’”
  The ducklings did as they were bid, but the other duck stared, and said, “Look, here comes another brood, as if there
were not enough of us already! and what a queer looking object one of them is; we don’t want him here,” and then one flew out and bit him in the neck.
  “Let him alone,” said the mother; “he is not doing any harm.”
  “Yes, but he is so big and ugly,” said the spiteful duck “and therefore he must be turned out.”
  “The others are very pretty children,” said the old duck, with the rag on her leg, “all but that one; I wish his
mother could improve him a little.”
  “That is impossible, your grace,” replied the mother; “he is not pretty; but he has a very good disposition12, and swims
as well or even better than the others. I think he will grow up pretty, and perhaps be smaller; he has remained too long in the egg, and therefore his figure is not properly formed;” and then she stroked his neck and smoothed the feathers, saying, “It is a drake, and therefore not of so much consequence. I think he will grow up strong, and able to take care of himself.
 “The other ducklings are graceful13 enough,” said the old duck. “Now make yourself at home, and if you can find an eel’s
head, you can bring it to me.”
And so they made themselves comfortable; but the poor duckling, who had crept out of his shell last of all, and looked so
ugly, was bitten and pushed and made fun of, not only by the ducks, but by all the poultry14. “He is too big,” they all said, and the turkey cock, who had been born into the world with spurs, and fancied himself really an emperor, puffed15 himself out like a vessel16 in full sail, and flew at the duckling, and became quite red in the head with passion, so that the poor little thing did not know where to go, and was quite miserable17 because he was so ugly and laughed at by the whole farmyard. So it went on from day to day till it got worse and worse. The poor duckling was driven about by every one; even his brothers and sisters were unkind to him, and would say, “Ah, you ugly creature, I wish the cat would get you,” and his mother said she wished he had never been born. The ducks pecked him, the chickens beat him, and the girl who fed the poultry kicked him with her feet. So at last he ran away, frightening the little birds in the hedge as he flew over the palings. #p#
  “They are afraid of me because I am ugly,” he said. So he closed his eyes, and flew still farther, until he came out on
a large moor18, inhabited by wild ducks. Here he remained the whole night, feeling very tired and sorrowful.
  In the morning, when the wild ducks rose in the air, they stared at their new comrade. “What sort of a duck are you?”
they all said, coming round him.
  He bowed to them, and was as polite as he could be, but he did not reply to their question. “You are exceedingly ugly,”
said the wild ducks, “but that will not matter if you do not want to marry one of our family.”
  Poor thing! he had no thoughts of marriage; all he wanted was permission to lie among the rushes, and drink some of the
water on the moor. After he had been on the moor two days, there came two wild geese, or rather goslings, for they had not been out of the egg long, and were very saucy19. “Listen, friend,” said one of them to the duckling, “you are so ugly, that we like you very well. Will you go with us, and become a bird of passage? Not far from here is another moor, in which there are some pretty wild geese, all unmarried. It is a chance for you to get a wife; you may be lucky, ugly as you are.”
  “Pop, pop,” sounded in the air, and the two wild geese fell dead among the rushes, and the water was tinged20 with blood.
“Pop, pop,” echoed far and wide in the distance, and whole flocks of wild geese rose up from the rushes. The sound continued from every direction, for the sportsmen surrounded the moor, and some were even seated on branches of trees, overlooking the rushes. The blue smoke from the guns rose like clouds over the dark trees, and as it floated away across the water, a number of sporting dogs bounded in among the rushes, which bent21 beneath them wherever they went. How they terrified the poor duckling! He turned away his head to hide it under his wing, and at the same moment a large terrible dog passed quite near him. His jaws22 were open, his tongue hung from his mouth, and his eyes glared fearfully. He thrust his nose close to the duckling, showing his sharp teeth, and then, “splash, splash,” he went into the water without touching23 him, “Oh,” sighed the duckling, “how thankful I am for being so ugly; even a dog will not bite me.” And so he lay quite still, while the shot rattled24 through the rushes, and gun after gun was fired over him. It was late in the day before all became quiet, but even then the poor young thing did not dare to move. He waited quietly for several hours, and then, after looking carefully around him, hastened away from the moor as fast as he could. He ran over field and meadow till a storm arose, and he could hardly struggle against it. Towards evening, he reached a poor little cottage that seemed ready to fall, and only remained standing25 because it could not decide on which side to fall first. The storm continued so violent, that the duckling could go no farther; he sat down by the cottage, and then he noticed that the door was not quite closed in consequence of one of the hinges having given way. There was therefore a narrow opening near the bottom large enough for him to slip through, which he did very quietly, and got a shelter for the night. A woman, a tom cat, and a hen lived in this cottage. The tom cat, whom the mistress called, “My little son,” was a great favorite; he could raise his back, and purr, and could even throw out sparks from his fur if it were stroked the wrong way. The hen had very short legs, so she was called “Chickie short legs.” She laid good eggs, and her mistress loved her as if she had been her own child. In the morning, the strange visitor was discovered, and the tom cat began to purr, and the hen to cluck. 
  “What is that noise about?” said the old woman, looking round the room, but her sight was not very good; therefore,
when she saw the duckling she thought it must be a fat duck, that had strayed from home. “Oh what a prize!” she exclaimed, “I hope it is not a drake, for then I shall have some duck’s eggs. I must wait and see.” So the duckling was allowed to remain on trial for three weeks, but there were no eggs. Now the tom cat was the master of the house, and the hen was mistress, and they always said, “We and the world,” for they believed themselves to be half the world, and the better half too. The duckling thought that others might hold a different opinion on the subject, but the hen would not listen to such doubts. “Can you lay eggs?” she asked. “No.” “Then have the goodness to hold your tongue.” “Can you raise your back, or purr, or throw out sparks?” said the tom cat. “No.” “Then you have no right to express an opinion when sensible people are speaking.” So the duckling sat in a corner, feeling very low spirited, till the sunshine and the fresh air came into the room through the open door, and then he began to feel such a great longing26 for a swim on the water, that he could not help telling the hen.
  “What an absurd idea,” said the hen. “You have nothing else to do, therefore you have foolish fancies. If you could
purr or lay eggs, they would pass away.”
  “But it is so delightful to swim about on the water,” said the duckling, “and so refreshing27 to feel it close over your
head, while you dive down to the bottom.”
  “Delightful, indeed!” said the hen, “why you must be crazy! Ask the cat, he is the cleverest animal I know, ask him
how he would like to swim about on the water, or to dive under it, for I will not speak of my own opinion; ask our mistress, the old woman—there is no one in the world more clever than she is. Do you think she would like to swim, or to let the water close over her head?”
  “You don’t understand me,” said the duckling.
  “We don’t understand you? Who can understand you, I wonder? Do you consider yourself more clever than the cat, or the
old woman? I will say nothing of myself. Don’t imagine such nonsense, child, and thank your good fortune that you have been received here. Are you not in a warm room, and in society from which you may learn something. But you are a chatterer, and your company is not very agreeable. Believe me, I speak only for your own good. I may tell you unpleasant truths, but that is a proof of my friendship. I advise you, therefore, to lay eggs, and learn to purr as quickly as possible.”
  “I believe I must go out into the world again,” said the duckling.
“Yes, do,” said the hen. So the duckling left the cottage, and soon found water on which it could swim and dive, but was
avoided by all other animals, because of its ugly appearance. Autumn came, and the leaves in the forest turned to orange and gold. then, as winter approached, the wind caught them as they fell and whirled them in the cold air. The clouds, heavy with hail and snow-flakes, hung low in the sky, and the raven28 stood on the ferns crying, “Croak29, croak.” It made one shiver with cold to look at him. All this was very sad for the poor little duckling. One evening, just as the sun set amid radiant clouds, there came a large flock of beautiful birds out of the bushes. The duckling had never seen any like them before. They were swans, and they curved their graceful necks, while their soft plumage shown with dazzling whiteness. They uttered a singular cry, as they spread their glorious wings and flew away from those cold regions to warmer countries across the sea. As they mounted higher and higher in the air, the ugly little duckling felt quite a strange sensation as he watched them. He whirled himself in the water like a wheel, stretched out his neck towards them, and uttered a cry so strange that it frightened himself. Could he ever forget those beautiful, happy birds; and when at last they were out of his sight, he dived under the water, and rose again almost beside himself with excitement. He knew not the names of these birds, nor where they had flown, but he felt towards them as he had never felt for any other bird in the world. He was not envious30 of these beautiful creatures, but wished to be as lovely as they. Poor ugly creature, how gladly he would have lived even with the ducks had they only given him encouragement. The winter grew colder and colder; he was obliged to swim about on the water to keep it from freezing, but every night the space on which he swam became smaller and smaller. At length it froze so hard that the ice in the water crackled as he moved, and the duckling had to paddle with his legs as well as he could, to keep the space from closing up. He became exhausted31 at last, and lay still and helpless, frozen fast in the ice.
  Early in the morning, a peasant, who was passing by, saw what had happened. He broke the ice in pieces with his wooden
shoe, and carried the duckling home to his wife. The warmth revived the poor little creature; but when the children wanted to play with him, the duckling thought they would do him some harm; so he started up in terror, fluttered into the milk-pan, and splashed the milk about the room. Then the woman clapped her hands, which frightened him still more. He flew first into the butter-cask, then into the meal-tub, and out again. What a condition he was in! The woman screamed, and struck at him with the tongs32; the children laughed and screamed, and tumbled over each other, in their efforts to catch him; but luckily he escaped. The door stood open; the poor creature could just manage to slip out among the bushes, and lie down quite exhausted in the newly fallen snow. #p#
  It would be very sad, were I to relate all the misery33 and privations which the poor little duckling endured during the
hard winter; but when it had passed, he found himself lying one morning in a moor, amongst the rushes. He felt the warm sun shining, and heard the lark34 singing, and saw that all around was beautiful spring. Then the young bird felt that his wings were strong, as he flapped them against his sides, and rose high into the air. They bore him onwards, until he found himself in a large garden, before he well knew how it had happened. The apple-trees were in full blossom, and the fragrant35 elders bent their long green branches down to the stream which wound round a smooth lawn. Everything looked beautiful, in the freshness of early spring. From a thicket36 close by came three beautiful white swans, rustling37 their feathers, and swimming lightly over the smooth water. The duckling remembered the lovely birds, and felt more strangely unhappy than ever.
  “I will fly to those royal birds,” he exclaimed, “and they will kill me, because I am so ugly, and dare to approach
them; but it does not matter: better be killed by them than pecked by the ducks, beaten by the hens, pushed about by the maiden38 who feeds the poultry, or starved with hunger in the winter.”
  Then he flew to the water, and swam towards the beautiful swans. The moment they espied39 the stranger, they rushed to meet
him with outstretched wings.
  “Kill me,” said the poor bird; and he bent his head down to the surface of the water, and awaited death.
  But what did he see in the clear stream below? His own image; no longer a dark, gray bird, ugly and disagreeable to look
at, but a graceful and beautiful swan. To be born in a duck’s nest, in a farmyard, is of no consequence to a bird, if it is hatched from a swan’s egg. He now felt glad at having suffered sorrow and trouble, because it enabled him to enjoy so much better all the pleasure and happiness around him; for the great swans swam round the new-comer, and stroked his neck with their beaks40, as a welcome. 
  Into the garden presently came some little children, and threw bread and cake into the water.
  “See,” cried the youngest, “there is a new one;” and the rest were delighted, and ran to their father and mother,
dancing and clapping their hands, and shouting joyously41, “There is another swan come; a new one has arrived.”
  Then they threw more bread and cake into the water, and said, “The new one is the most beautiful of all; he is so young
and pretty.” And the old swans bowed their heads before him. Then he felt quite ashamed, and hid his head under his wing; for he did not know what to do, he was so happy, and yet not at all proud. He had been persecuted42 and despised for his ugliness, and now he heard them say he was the most beautiful of all the birds. Even the elder-tree bent down its bows into the water before him, and the sun shone warm and bright. Then he rustled43 his feathers, curved his slender neck, and cried joyfully44, from the depths of his heart, “I never dreamed of such happiness as this, while I was an ugly duckling.”
讲着埃及话。(注:因为据丹麦的民间传说,鹳鸟是从埃及飞来的。)这是它从妈妈那儿学到的一种语言。田野和牧场的周围有些大森林,森 林里有些很深的池塘。的确,乡间是非常美丽的,太阳光正照着一幢老式的房子,它周围流着几条很深的小溪。从墙角那儿一直到水里,全盖 满了牛蒡的大叶子。最大的叶子长得非常高,小孩子简直可以直着腰站在下面。像在最浓密的森林里一样,这儿也是很荒凉的。这儿有一只母 鸭坐在窠里,她得把她的几个小鸭都孵出来。不过这时她已经累坏了。很少有客人来看她。别的鸭子都愿意在溪流里游来游去,而不愿意跑到 牛蒡下面来和她聊天。
  最后,那些鸭蛋一个接着一个地崩开了。“噼!噼!”蛋壳响起来。所有的蛋黄现在都变成了小动物。他们把小头都伸出来。  “嘎!
嘎!”母鸭说。他们也就跟着嘎嘎地大声叫起来。他们在绿叶子下面向四周看。妈妈让他们尽量地东张西望,因为绿色对他们的眼 睛是有好处的。
你们都在这儿吧?”她站起来。“没有,我还没有把你们都生出来呢!这只顶大的蛋还躺着没有动静。它还得躺多久呢?我真是有些烦了。” 于是她又坐下来。
家伙不知道给了我多少麻烦和苦恼,因为他们都不敢下水。我简直没有办法叫他们在水里试一试。我说好说歹,一点用也没有!——让我来瞧 瞧这只蛋吧。哎呀!这是一只吐绶鸡的蛋!让他躺着吧,你尽管叫别的孩子去游泳好了。”
着,于是小鸭子就一个接着一个跳下去。水淹到他们头上,但是他们马上又冒出来了,游得非常漂亮。他们的小腿很灵活地划着。他们全都在 水里,连那个丑陋的灰色小家伙也跟他们在一起游。
蛮漂亮呢。嘎!嘎!跟我一块儿来吧,我把你们带到广大的世界上去,把那个养鸡场介绍给你们看看。不过,你们得紧贴着我,免得别人踩着 你们。你们还得当心猫儿呢!”
拿出精神来。你们如果看到那儿的一个老母鸭,你们就得把头低下来,因为她是这儿最有声望的人物。她有西班牙的血统——因为她长得非常 胖。你们看,她的腿上有一块红布条。这是一件非常出色的东西,也是一个鸭子可能得到的最大光荣:它的意义很大,说明人们不愿意失去她 ,动物和人统统都得认识她。打起精神来吧——不要把腿子缩进去。一个有很好教养的鸭子总是把腿摆开的,像爸爸和妈妈一样。好吧,低下 头来,说:‘嘎’呀!”#p#
我想他会慢慢长得漂亮的,或者到适当的时候,他也可能缩小一点。他在蛋里躺得太久了,因此他的模样有点不太自然。”她说着,同时在他 的脖颈上啄了一下,把他的羽毛理了一理。“此外,他还是一只公鸭呢,”她说,
汹汹地向他走来,瞪着一双大眼睛,脸上涨得通红。这只可怜的小鸭不知道站在什么地方,或者走到什么地方去好。他觉得非常悲哀,因为自 己长得那么丑陋,而且成了全体鸡鸭的一个嘲笑对象。
禁不住要喜欢你了。你做一个候鸟,跟我们一块儿飞走好吗?另外有一块沼泽地离这儿很近,那里有好几只活泼可爱的雁儿。她们都是小姐, 都会说:‘嘎!’你是那么丑,可以在她们那儿碰碰你的运气!”
飞起来,于是又是一阵枪声响起来了。原来有人在大规模地打猎。猎人都埋伏在这沼泽地的周围,有几个人甚至坐在伸到芦苇上空的树枝上。 蓝色的烟雾像云块似地笼罩着这些黑树,慢慢地在水面上向远方漂去。这时,猎狗都普通普通地在泥泞里跑过来,灯芯草和芦苇向两边倒去。 这对于可怜的小鸭说来真是可怕的事情!他把头掉过来,藏在翅膀里。不过,正在这时候,一只骇人的大猎狗紧紧地站在小鸭的身边。的舌头 从嘴里伸出很长,眼睛发出丑恶和可怕的光。它把鼻子顶到这小鸭的身上,露出了尖牙齿,可是——普通!普通!——它跑开了,没有把他抓 走。
叫得非常厉害,他只好面对着它坐下来。它越吹越凶。于是他看到那门上的铰链有一个已经松了,门也歪了,他可以从空隙钻进屋子里去,他 便钻进去了。
上还能迸出火花,不过要他这样做,你就得倒摸他的毛。母鸡的腿又短又小,因此她叫“短腿鸡儿”。她生下的蛋很好,所以老太婆把她爱得 像自己的亲生孩子一样。
口就说:“我们和这世界!”因为他们以为他们就是半个世界,而且还是最好的那一半呢。小鸭觉得自己可以有不同的看法,但是他的这种态 度,母鸡却忍受不了。
喜欢在水里游泳,或者钻进水里去。我先不讲我自己。你去问问你的主人——那个老太婆——吧,世界上再也没有比她更聪明的人了!你以为 她想去游泳,让水淹在她的头顶上吗?”
得到这些照顾,你应该感谢上帝。你现在到一个温暖的屋子里来,有了一些朋友,而且还可以向他们学习很多的东西,不是吗?不过你是一个 废物,跟你在一起真不痛快。你可以相信我,我对你说这些不好听的话,完全是为了帮助你呀。只有这样,你才知道谁是你的真正朋友!请你 注意学习生蛋,或者咪咪地叫,或者迸出火花吧!”
变成了黄色和棕色。风卷起它们,把它们带到空中飞舞,而空中是很冷的。云块沉重地载着冰雹和雪花,低低地悬着。乌鸦站在篱笆上,冻得 只管叫:“呱!呱!”是的,你只要想想这情景,就会觉得冷了。这只可怜的小鸭的确没有一个舒服的时候。
们伸着,发出一种响亮的怪叫声,连他自己也害怕起来。啊!他再也忘记不了这些美丽的鸟儿,这些幸福的鸟儿。当他看不见他们的时候,就 沉入水底;但是当他再冒到水面上来的时候,却感到非常空虚。他不知道这些鸟儿的名字,也不知道他们要向什么地方飞去。不过他爱他们, 好像他从来还没有爱过什么东西似的。他并不嫉妒他们。他怎能梦想有他们那样美丽呢?只要别的鸭儿准许他跟他们生活在一起,他就已经很 满意了——可怜的丑东西。
害,人们可以听到冰块的碎裂声。小鸭只好用他的一双腿不停地游动,免得水完全被冰封闭。最后,他终于昏倒了,躺着动也不动,跟冰块结 在一起。
手。这么一来,小鸭就飞到黄油盆里去了,然后就飞进面粉桶里去了,最后才爬出来。这时他的样子才好看呢!女人尖声地叫起来,拿着火钳 要他。小孩们挤做一团,想抓住这小鸭。他们又是笑,又是叫!——幸好大门是开着的。他钻进灌木林中新下的雪里面去。他躺在那里,几乎 像昏倒了一样。
;紫丁香在散发着香气,它又长又绿的枝条垂到弯弯曲曲的溪流上。啊,这儿美丽极了,充满了春天的气息!三只美丽的白天鹅从树荫里一直 游到他面前来。他们轻飘飘地浮在水上,羽毛发出飕飕的响声。小鸭认出这些美丽的动物,于是心里感到一种说不出的难过。
,要比被鸭子咬、被鸡群啄,被看管养鸡场的那个女佣人踢和在冬天受苦好得多!”于是他飞到水里,向这些美丽的天鹅游去:这些动物看到 他,马上就竖起羽毛向他游来。“请你们弄死我吧!”这只可怜的动物说。他把头低低地垂到水上,只等待着死。但是他在这清澈的水上看到 了什么呢?他看到了自己的倒影。但那不再是一只粗笨的、深灰色的、又丑又令人讨厌的鸭子,而却是——一只天鹅!
妈妈跑去。他们抛了更多的面包和糕饼到水里,同时大家都说:“这新来的一只最美!那么年轻,那么好看!”那些老天鹅不禁在他面前低下 头来。
的。他想其他曾经怎样被人迫害和讥笑过,而他现在却听到大家说他是美丽的鸟中最美丽的一只鸟儿。紫丁香在他面前把枝条垂到水里去。太 阳照得很温暖,很愉快。他扇动翅膀,伸直细长的颈项,从内心里发出一个快乐的声音:
  “当我还是一只丑小鸭的时候,我做梦也没有想到会有这么多的幸福!” (1844年)
多其他的作品一样,它受到了不公正的批评。他在日记上说:“写这个故事多少可以使我的心情好转一点。”这个故事的主人公是一只“丑小 鸭”——事实上是一只美丽的天鹅,但因为他生在一个鸭场里,鸭子觉得它与自己不同,就认为他很“丑”。其他的动物,如鸡、狗、猫也随 声附和,都鄙视他。它们都根据自己的人生哲学来对他评头论足,说:“你真丑得厉害,不过只要你不跟我们族里任何鸭子结婚,对我们倒也 没有什么大的关系。”它们都认为自己门第高贵,了不起,其实庸俗不堪。相反,“丑小鸭”却是非常谦虚,“根本没有想到什么结婚”。他 觉得“我还是走到广大的世界上去好。”就在“广大的世界”里有天晚上他看见了“一群漂亮的大鸟从灌木林里飞出来……他们飞得很高—— 那么高,丑小鸭不禁感到说不出的兴奋。”这就是天鹅,后来天鹅发现“丑小鸭”是他们的同类,就“向他游来……用嘴来亲他。”原来“丑 小鸭”自己也是一只美丽的天鹅,即使他“生在养鸭场里也没有什么关系。”这篇童话一般都认为是安徒生的一起自传,描写他童年和青年时 代所遭受的苦难,他对美的追求和向往,以及他通过重重苦难后所得到的艺术创作上的成就和精神上的安慰。  


1 stork hGWzF     
  1. A Fox invited a long-beaked Stork to have dinner with him.狐狸请长嘴鹳同他一起吃饭。
  2. He is very glad that his wife's going to get a visit from the stork.他为她的妻子将获得参观鹳鸟的机会感到非常高兴。
2 chattered 0230d885b9f6d176177681b6eaf4b86f     
(人)喋喋不休( chatter的过去式 ); 唠叨; (牙齿)打战; (机器)震颤
  1. They chattered away happily for a while. 他们高兴地闲扯了一会儿。
  2. We chattered like two teenagers. 我们聊着天,像两个十多岁的孩子。
3 delightful 6xzxT     
  1. We had a delightful time by the seashore last Sunday.上星期天我们在海滨玩得真痛快。
  2. Peter played a delightful melody on his flute.彼得用笛子吹奏了一支欢快的曲子。
4 snug 3TvzG     
  1. He showed us into a snug little sitting room.他领我们走进了一间温暖而舒适的小客厅。
  2. She had a small but snug home.她有个小小的但很舒适的家。
5 quack f0JzI     
  1. He describes himself as a doctor,but I feel he is a quack.他自称是医生,可是我感觉他是个江湖骗子。
  2. The quack was stormed with questions.江湖骗子受到了猛烈的质问。
6 quacked 58c5d8f16b25062c8081d3d2ae05aa7f     
v.(鸭子)发出嘎嘎声( quack的过去式和过去分词 )
7 forth Hzdz2     
  1. The wind moved the trees gently back and forth.风吹得树轻轻地来回摇晃。
  2. He gave forth a series of works in rapid succession.他很快连续发表了一系列的作品。
8 prettily xQAxh     
  1. It was prettily engraved with flowers on the back.此件雕刻精美,背面有花饰图案。
  2. She pouted prettily at him.她冲他撅着嘴,样子很可爱。
9 disturbance BsNxk     
  1. He is suffering an emotional disturbance.他的情绪受到了困扰。
  2. You can work in here without any disturbance.在这儿你可不受任何干扰地工作。
10 whetting f6a66a8dcf99bf5eef3a41a09e9f6c3b     
v.(在石头上)磨(刀、斧等)( whet的现在分词 );引起,刺激(食欲、欲望、兴趣等)
  1. A battle is coming; the two armies are whetting their swords. 两兵就要交战了,双方都在磨刀霍霍地备战。 来自互联网
  2. The smell is really whetting my appetite. 这味道真吊胃口。 来自互联网
11 beak 8y1zGA     
  1. The bird had a worm in its beak.鸟儿嘴里叼着一条虫。
  2. This bird employs its beak as a weapon.这种鸟用嘴作武器。
12 disposition GljzO     
  1. He has made a good disposition of his property.他已对财产作了妥善处理。
  2. He has a cheerful disposition.他性情开朗。
13 graceful deHza     
  1. His movements on the parallel bars were very graceful.他的双杠动作可帅了!
  2. The ballet dancer is so graceful.芭蕾舞演员的姿态是如此的优美。
14 poultry GPQxh     
  1. There is not much poultry in the shops. 商店里禽肉不太多。
  2. What do you feed the poultry on? 你们用什么饲料喂养家禽?
15 puffed 72b91de7f5a5b3f6bdcac0d30e24f8ca     
adj.疏松的v.使喷出( puff的过去式和过去分词 );喷着汽(或烟)移动;吹嘘;吹捧
  1. He lit a cigarette and puffed at it furiously. 他点燃了一支香烟,狂吸了几口。 来自《简明英汉词典》
  2. He felt grown-up, puffed up with self-importance. 他觉得长大了,便自以为了不起。 来自《简明英汉词典》
16 vessel 4L1zi     
  1. The vessel is fully loaded with cargo for Shanghai.这艘船满载货物驶往上海。
  2. You should put the water into a vessel.你应该把水装入容器中。
17 miserable g18yk     
  1. It was miserable of you to make fun of him.你取笑他,这是可耻的。
  2. Her past life was miserable.她过去的生活很苦。
18 moor T6yzd     
  1. I decided to moor near some tourist boats.我决定在一些观光船附近停泊。
  2. There were hundreds of the old huts on the moor.沼地上有成百上千的古老的石屋。
19 saucy wDMyK     
  1. He was saucy and mischievous when he was working.他工作时总爱调皮捣蛋。
  2. It was saucy of you to contradict your father.你顶撞父亲,真是无礼。
20 tinged f86e33b7d6b6ca3dd39eda835027fc59     
v.(使)发丁丁声( ting的过去式和过去分词 )
  1. memories tinged with sadness 略带悲伤的往事
  2. white petals tinged with blue 略带蓝色的白花瓣
21 bent QQ8yD     
  1. He was fully bent upon the project.他一心扑在这项计划上。
  2. We bent over backward to help them.我们尽了最大努力帮助他们。
22 jaws cq9zZq     
  1. The antelope could not escape the crocodile's gaping jaws. 那只羚羊无法从鱷鱼张开的大口中逃脱。
  2. The scored jaws of a vise help it bite the work. 台钳上有刻痕的虎钳牙帮助它紧咬住工件。
23 touching sg6zQ9     
  1. It was a touching sight.这是一幅动人的景象。
  2. His letter was touching.他的信很感人。
24 rattled b4606e4247aadf3467575ffedf66305b     
  1. The truck jolted and rattled over the rough ground. 卡车嘎吱嘎吱地在凹凸不平的地面上颠簸而行。
  2. Every time a bus went past, the windows rattled. 每逢公共汽车经过这里,窗户都格格作响。
25 standing 2hCzgo     
  1. After the earthquake only a few houses were left standing.地震过后只有几幢房屋还立着。
  2. They're standing out against any change in the law.他们坚决反对对法律做任何修改。
26 longing 98bzd     
  1. Hearing the tune again sent waves of longing through her.再次听到那首曲子使她胸中充满了渴望。
  2. His heart burned with longing for revenge.他心中燃烧着急欲复仇的怒火。
27 refreshing HkozPQ     
  1. I find it'so refreshing to work with young people in this department.我发现和这一部门的青年一起工作令人精神振奋。
  2. The water was cold and wonderfully refreshing.水很涼,特别解乏提神。
28 raven jAUz8     
  1. We know the raven will never leave the man's room.我们知道了乌鸦再也不会离开那个男人的房间。
  2. Her charming face was framed with raven hair.她迷人的脸上垂落着乌亮的黑发。
29 croak yYLzJ     
  1. Everyone seemed rather out of sorts and inclined to croak.每个人似乎都有点不对劲,想发发牢骚。
  2. Frogs began to croak with the rainfall.蛙随着雨落开始哇哇叫。
30 envious n8SyX     
  1. I don't think I'm envious of your success.我想我并不嫉妒你的成功。
  2. She is envious of Jane's good looks and covetous of her car.她既忌妒简的美貌又垂涎她的汽车。
31 exhausted 7taz4r     
  1. It was a long haul home and we arrived exhausted.搬运回家的这段路程特别长,到家时我们已筋疲力尽。
  2. Jenny was exhausted by the hustle of city life.珍妮被城市生活的忙乱弄得筋疲力尽。
32 tongs ugmzMt     
  1. She used tongs to put some more coal on the fire.她用火钳再夹一些煤放进炉子里。
  2. He picked up the hot metal with a pair of tongs.他用一把钳子夹起这块热金属。
33 misery G10yi     
  1. Business depression usually causes misery among the working class.商业不景气常使工薪阶层受苦。
  2. He has rescued me from the mire of misery.他把我从苦海里救了出来。
34 lark r9Fza     
  1. He thinks it cruel to confine a lark in a cage.他认为把云雀关在笼子里太残忍了。
  2. She lived in the village with her grandparents as cheerful as a lark.她同祖父母一起住在乡间非常快活。
35 fragrant z6Yym     
  1. The Fragrant Hills are exceptionally beautiful in late autumn.深秋的香山格外美丽。
  2. The air was fragrant with lavender.空气中弥漫薰衣草香。
36 thicket So0wm     
  1. A thicket makes good cover for animals to hide in.丛林是动物的良好隐蔽处。
  2. We were now at the margin of the thicket.我们现在已经来到了丛林的边缘。
37 rustling c6f5c8086fbaf68296f60e8adb292798     
n. 瑟瑟声,沙沙声 adj. 发沙沙声的
  1. the sound of the trees rustling in the breeze 树木在微风中发出的沙沙声
  2. the soft rustling of leaves 树叶柔和的沙沙声
38 maiden yRpz7     
  1. The prince fell in love with a fair young maiden.王子爱上了一位年轻美丽的少女。
  2. The aircraft makes its maiden flight tomorrow.这架飞机明天首航。
39 espied 980e3f8497fb7a6bd10007d67965f9f7     
v.看到( espy的过去式和过去分词 )
  1. One day a youth espied her as he was hunting.She saw him and recognized him as her own son, mow grown a young man. 一日,她被一个正在行猎的小伙子看见了,她认出来这个猎手原来是自己的儿子,现在已长成为一个翩翩的少年。 来自《简明英汉词典》
  2. In a little while he espied the two giants. 一会儿就看见了那两个巨人。 来自辞典例句
40 beaks 66bf69cd5b0e1dfb0c97c1245fc4fbab     
n.鸟嘴( beak的名词复数 );鹰钩嘴;尖鼻子;掌权者
  1. Baby cockatoos will have black eyes and soft, almost flexible beaks. 雏鸟凤头鹦鹉黑色的眼睛是柔和的,嘴几乎是灵活的。 来自互联网
  2. Squid beaks are often found in the stomachs of sperm whales. 经常能在抹香鲸的胃里发现鱿鱼的嘴。 来自互联网
41 joyously 1p4zu0     
ad.快乐地, 高兴地
  1. She opened the door for me and threw herself in my arms, screaming joyously and demanding that we decorate the tree immediately. 她打开门,直扑我的怀抱,欣喜地喊叫着要马上装饰圣诞树。
  2. They came running, crying out joyously in trilling girlish voices. 她们边跑边喊,那少女的颤音好不欢快。 来自名作英译部分
42 persecuted 2daa49e8c0ac1d04bf9c3650a3d486f3     
(尤指宗教或政治信仰的)迫害(~sb. for sth.)( persecute的过去式和过去分词 ); 烦扰,困扰或骚扰某人
  1. Throughout history, people have been persecuted for their religious beliefs. 人们因宗教信仰而受迫害的情况贯穿了整个历史。
  2. Members of these sects are ruthlessly persecuted and suppressed. 这些教派的成员遭到了残酷的迫害和镇压。
43 rustled f68661cf4ba60e94dc1960741a892551     
v.发出沙沙的声音( rustle的过去式和过去分词 )
  1. He rustled his papers. 他把试卷弄得沙沙地响。 来自《简明英汉词典》
  2. Leaves rustled gently in the breeze. 树叶迎着微风沙沙作响。 来自《简明英汉词典》
44 joyfully joyfully     
adv. 喜悦地, 高兴地
  1. She tripped along joyfully as if treading on air. 她高兴地走着,脚底下轻飘飘的。
  2. During these first weeks she slaved joyfully. 在最初的几周里,她干得很高兴。