中英双语童话阅读《自私的巨人》
中英双语童话阅读《自私的巨人》 《自私的巨人》是英国唯美主义作家奥斯卡·王尔德创作的童话作品，讲述了自私的巨人从自私变得慷慨，最终在上帝的指引下走入了天堂故事温馨感人。 The Selfish Giant 自私的巨人 Every afternoon, as they were coming from school, the children used to go and play in the Giant's garden. 每天下午，孩子们放学回来，总会去巨人的花园里玩耍。 It was a large lovely garden, with soft green grass. Here and there over the grass stood beautiful flowers like stars, and there were twelve peach-trees that in the spring-time broke out into delicate blossoms of pink and pearl, and in the autumn bore rich fruit. The birds sat on the trees and sang so sweetly that the children used to stop their games in order to listen to them. "How happy we are here!" they cried to each other. 这是一个可爱的大花园，长满了柔嫩的青草。草丛间到处盛开着美丽的鲜花，如繁星点点。花园里还有十二棵桃树，每到春天，粉红色和珍珠色的花朵姣美诱人，到了秋天树上果实累累。鸟儿栖息在枝头动听地唱着，孩子们都禁不住停止游戏，细心聆听。“我们在这儿多么快乐!”他们互相欢叫。 One day the Giant came back. 1-1e had been to visit his friend the Cornish ogre, and had stayed with him for seven years. After the seven years were over he had said all that he had to say, for his conversation was limited, and he determined to return to his own castle.When he arrived he saw the children playing in the garden. 有一天巨人回来了。他去拜访康沃尔的怪物朋友，和他一起住了七年。七年结束了，巨人说完了想说的话，因为他的话总有个尽头，他决定回到自己的城堡。当他到家的时候，看见孩子们正在花园里玩耍。 "What are you doing here?" he cried in a very gruff voice, and the children ran away. “你们在这儿做什么‘!”他非常粗暴地喊道，孩子们跑开了。 "My own garden is my own garden," said the Giant; "any one can understand that, and I will allow nobody to play in it but myself." So he built a high wall all round it, and put up a notice-board. “我自己的花园就是我自己的，”巨人说道，“随便什么人都明白。除了我以外，我不允许任何人在花园里玩。”于是他在花园的四周砌起了高高的围墙，支起一块告示牌。 TRESPASSERS 越界者 WILL BE 将会 PROSECUTED 受到重惩 He was a very selfish Giant. 他是一个非常自私的巨人。 The poor children had now nowhere to play. They tried to play on the road, but the road was very dusty and full of hard stones, and they did not like it. They used to wander round the high wall when their lessons were over, and talk about the beautiful garden inside. "How happy we were there," they said to each other. 可怜的孩子们没有玩的去处了。他们试着在公路上玩.但是公路上尘土飞扬，到处是坚硬的石子.他们并不喜欢那里。功课结束之后，他们常常在高高的城墙外徘徊，互相谈论着墙内漂亮的花园。“我们从前在那里多么快乐呀!”他们互相说着。 Then the Spring came, and all over the country there were little blossoms and little birds. Only in the garden of the selfish Giant it was still winter. The birds did not care to sing in it as there were no children, and the trees forgot to blossom. Once a beautiful flower put its head out from the grass, but when it saw the notice-board it was so sorry for the children that it slipped back into the ground again, and went off to sleep. The only people who were pleased were the Snow and the Frost. "Spring has forgotten this garden," they cried, "so we will live here all the year round." The Snow covered up the grass with her great white cloak, and the Frost painted all the trees silver. Then they invited the North Wind to stay with them, and he came. He was wrapped in furs, and he roared all day about the garden, and blew the chimney-pots down. "This is a delightful spot," he said, "we must ask the Hail on a visit." So the Hail came. Every day for three hours he rattled on the roof of the castle till he broke most of the slates, and then he ran round and round the garden as fast as he could go.He was dressed in grey, and his breath was like ice. 春天到了，整个村庄到处盛开着小花，到处都有气小鸟欢唱。只有自私的巨人的花园里依然是冬天。鸟儿们不愿意去那儿歌唱，因为那里没有孩子们的踪迹，树木也忘了开花。一次，一朵美丽的花儿从草间伸出头来，可是当它看到告示牌的时候，它为孩子们感到难过，又把头缩回到地里，继续沉睡。唯一高兴的是白雪和霖降。“春天忘记了这座花园，”他们嚷道，“那么我们可以常年住在这里了。”雪用她厚重的白色外衣覆盖住草地，霜降给所有的树木刷上了银色的`外衣。之后他们还邀请北风来和他们同住，北风来了。他裹在毛皮里，整日在花园里呼啸，还吹掉了烟囱管帽。“这是一个让人愉悦的地方，”他说，‘我们一定要叫冰雹来做客。”于是冰雹也来了。每天他都要在城堡的屋顶连续不断地敲打三个小时，直到大部分瓦片被砸破为止，然后他又以最快的速度绕着花园奔跑。他穿着一身灰衣，气息如冰一般。 I cannot understand why the Spring is so late in coming," said the selfish Giant,as he sat at the window and looked out at his cold white garden; "I hope there will be a change in the weather." “我不懂为什么春天迟迟不来，”自私的巨人说，他坐在窗边，看着寒冷的雪白的花园，“我希望天气会变好一些。” But the Spring never came, nor the Summer. The Autumn gave golden fruit to every garden, but to the Giant's garden she gave none. "He is too selfish," she said. So it was always Winter there, and the North Wind, and the Hail, and the Frost, and the Snow danced about through the trees. 但是春天始终没来，夏天也没有降临。秋天给每座花园送去了金色的果实，却没有给巨人的花园送来什么。“他太自私了，”秋天这样说。所以，巨人的花园里总是严冬，北风、冰雹、霜冻和雪花纷纷在树木间舞蹈。 ;
自私的巨人出自哪里？
从那以后，巨人的花园又成了孩子们的乐园。春天又回到了花园里，园里阳光明媚，地上长满了柔嫩的青草，草丛中点缀着星星似的美丽花朵。那十二棵桃树开满了粉红色的桃花。小鸟们在树上唱着悦耳的歌，歌声是那么动听。孩子们站在巨人的脚下，爬上巨人的肩膀，尽情地玩耍。有的孩子坐在巨人的膝盖上,有的依偎在巨人的怀里,有的给巨人捶背。有时,巨人还和孩子们一起在大树下捉迷藏，趴在草地上逮蚂蚱，在花丛中捉蝴蝶，甚至爬上大树，坐在枝头，和小鸟一起歌唱。他们的欢笑声响彻花园上空。巨人生活在漂亮的花园和孩子们中间，感到无比幸福。出处：英国唯美主义作家奥斯卡·王尔德创作的童话作品：《自私的巨人》，收录于童话集《快乐王子及其他故事》。扩展资料《自私的巨人》作品思想：“爱”——这个在王尔德的作品中常常以悲观绝望的基调出现的主题有了一个全然光圈的形象——基督对人类的爱。巨人心灵教赎之路是通过对孩子们的关照，特别是对那个哭泣的小男孩的关照完成的。虽然乍看起来，小男孩是柔弱无助的，巨人是强大有力的，是巨人帮助了小男孩，但从深层次来看，是小男孩教会了巨人对他人的慷慨、关怀，教会了巨人什么是爱，或者说，小男孩激发了巨人心灵最深处的美好品质，这些美好品质就潜伏在巨人的内在自我中。
双语故事《自私的巨人》
《自私的巨人》王尔德笔下的故事，下面，我们一起跟着这篇英语阅读，看看这个故事讲述的是什么吧。 The Selfish Giant Every afternoon, as the children were coming back from school, they used to go and play in the giant's garden. It was a beautiful large garden. Beautiful flowers grew in the grass. There were twelve fruit trees. In the spring the fruit trees were covered with red and white flowers, and later in the year they bore rich fruit. The birds sang in the trees so sweetly that sometimes the children stopped their games and listened to them. "How happy we are here!" they cried to each other. One day the giant came back. He had been away for seven years. When he arrived, he saw the children playing in his garden. "What are you doing here?" he cried in a very loud voice. The children ran away. "My own garden is my own garden," said the giant. "I will allow no one to play in it but myself. "So he built a high wall round it and put up a notice: Keep out. He was a very selfish giant. So the children had nowhere to play. They tried to play on the road, but the road was dusty and full of hard stone, and they did not like it. They wandered round the high walls when their lessons were finished and talked about the beautiful garden inside. "How happy we were there!" they said to each other. The spring came, and there were flowers and little birds all over the country. But in the garden of the Selfish Giant it was till winter the birds did not like to sing in it because there were no children, and the trees forgot to bear flowers. Snow covered up the grass, and ice covered all the trees with silver. The north wind came, and driving rain. "I can't understand why the spring is so late in coming," said the Selfish Giant as he sat at the window of his house and looked out at his cold white garden. "I hope that there will be a change in the weather." But the spring never came, nor the summer. When there was golden fruit in every other garden, there was no fruit in the the giant's garden. It was always winter there with the north wind, and snow, and ice, and driving rain. The giant was lying in bed one morning when he heard some beautiful music. It was a little bird singing outside his window. It was so long since he had heard the song of a bird that it seemed to him the most beautiful music in the world. Then the north wind and the rain stopped. "I believe that spring has come at last!" said the giant. He jumped out of bed and looked out. What did he see? He saw a most wonderful sight. The children had come in though a hole in the wall and were sitting in the branches of the trees. There was a little child in every tree that he could see. The trees were so glad to have the children back that they had covered themselves with flowers: the birds were flying about and singing with joy, and flowers were looking up through the green grass. A little boy was standing in the farthest corner of the garden. He was so small that he could not reach up to the branches of the tree, but was wandering round it and weeping. That tree was still covered with ice and snow. "How selfish I have been!" said the giant. "Now I know why the spring would not come here. I'll put the little boy on the top of the tree. Then I'll pull down the wall and my garden shall be a children's playground for ever." He was really sorry for what he had done. So he went down: he opened the door very quietly, and went out into the garden. But, when the children saw him, they were afraid and ran away. Only the little boy did not run: his eyes were so full of tears that he did not see the giant coming. The giant came quietly behind him. He took the little boy gently in his hand and put him up into the tree. Then the tree was suddenly covered with flowers, and the birds came and sang in it, and the little boy put his arms round the giant's neck and kissed him. The other children saw that giant was not bad and selfish now, so they came running back. "It's your garden now, little children," said the giant, and he pulled down the wall. When the people were going along the road to the town, they found the giant playing with the children in the most beautiful garden they had ever seen. The children played all day, and in the evening they came to the giant to say goodbye to him. "But where is your little friend?" he said. "Where is the little boy I put in the tree?" The giant loved him best because the little boy had kissed him. "We don't know," answered the children. "he has gone away." "You must tell him to come tomorrow, he must come tomorrow." "We don't know where he lives. We had never seen him before." The giant felt very sad. Every afternoon when school ended, the children came and played with the giant. But the little boy whom the giant loved was never seen again. The giant was very kind to all the children, but he did want to see his first little friend. "How much I would like to see him!" he said. Years went by, and the giant became very old and weak. He could not play in the garden now; so he sat in a big chair and watched the children at their games and looked at his beautiful garden. "I have many beautiful flowers," he said, "but the children are the most beautiful flowers of all." One morning, when he was dressing himself, he looked out of the window. He did not hate the winter now, because he knew that the spring was sleeping and the flowers were resting: he knew that they would come again. Suddenly he rubbed his eyes; he looked again at the wonderful sight! In the farthest corner of the garden there was a tree quite covered with beautiful white flowers. Its branches were golden, and silver fruit hung down from them. And the little boy whom he loved was standing under the tree. He ran out into the garden: he hurried across the grass and came near the child. When he came quite close, his face became red with anger and he said, "Who has dared to wound you?" There were marks on the child's hands, and on the little feet. "Who had dared to wound you?" cried the giant. "Tell me and I will take my sword and kill him!" "No," said the child, "These are the wounds of love." "Who are you?" said the giant. He was afraid, and knelt before the little child. "You once let me play in your garden," said the child. "Today you'll come with me into my garden in heaven." When the children came into the garden on that afternoon, they found the giant lying dead under the tree, covered with white flowers. I. Translation for Reference
