
英语谚语小故事_英语谚语故事大全.docx
11页英语谚语小故事_英语谚语故事大全 我们小时候经常听一些谚语故事,英语谚语故事可能听的人比拟少,下面是我整理的英语谚语故事大全,欢送大家阅读 英语谚语故事摘抄 1.Once there was a king. He likes to write stories, but his stories were not good. As people were afraid of him, they all said his stories were good. One day the king showed his stories to a famous writer. He waited the writer to praise these stories. But the writer said his stories were so bad that he should throw them into fire. The king got very angry with him and sent him to prison. After some time, the king set him free. Again he showed him some of his new stories and asked what he thought of them. After reading them, the writer at once turned to the soldiers and said: Take me back to prison, please. 从前有一个国王,他喜爱写故事,但是他写的故事很不好。
人们怕他,都说他的故事好有一天国王把他的故事给一名作家看,他想要作家赞扬他的这些故事,而作家说他的故事是如此的差以至于该扔进火里国王很生气,把他送到监狱 过了些日子,国王给了作家自由国王重新将自己的一些新故事给作家看并问他感觉怎么样 作家看了之后马上转身对士兵说着;请把我送回监狱吧 2.My uncle has two dogs. One is big and the other is small. He likes them very much. One day, Mr. Smith came to visit him. When the friend saw two holes in the door, a large hole and a small hole, he was surprised and said, My dear friend, why are there two holes in your door? Let my dogs come in and come out, of course, Mr. Smith asked. But why are there two holes? One is enough! But how can the big dog go through the small hole? my uncle said. Sometimes a clever man may make such mistakes. 我的叔叔有两条狗。
一只是大的,另一只是小狗的他很喜爱它们 有一天,史密斯先生来看他当这个挚友望见门口上有连个洞,一个是大洞和一个小洞时,他感到惊讶并说,我敬爱的挚友,为什么你的门上有连个洞?我的叔叔答复说:当然是让我的两条狗进出了 史密斯先生问到: 为什么门上要两个洞呢?一个就足够了 我叔叔说:大狗怎能走小洞呢? 有时机灵的人可能会犯这样的错误 3.A boy was playing in the fields when he was stung by a nettle . He ran home to tell his mother what had happened. I only touched it lightly, he said, and the nasty thing stung me. It stung you because you only touched it lightly, his mother told him. Next time you touch a nettle grasp it as tightly as you can. Then it wont sting you at all. Face danger boldly. 有个男孩子在地里玩耍,被荨麻刺痛了。
他跑回家去,告知妈妈出了什么事 我不过轻轻地碰了它一下,他说,那厌烦的东西就把我刺痛了 你只轻轻地碰了它一下,所以它才刺痛你,妈妈对他说,下一回你再遇到荨麻,就尽量紧紧地抓住它那它就根本不会刺痛你了 要敢于面对危急 4.Mike is a little boy. He is only five years old. He is too small to go to school. So he can not read and write. One day he stood at my desk with a pencil in his hand. There was a big piece of paper on the desk. He wanted to draw a picture of himself. He drew lines and cleared them out, then drew more and cleared them out again. When I looked at the picture, he wasnt happy. Well, he said at last to me, Ill put a tail on it and make it a monkey. He began to add the tail. I began to laugh. 迈克是一个小男孩,他只有5岁。
他太小还没有上学,因此也不会读和写 一天,他手里拿着一支铅笔站在我的桌子前桌子上放着一张大纸,他要画自画像他画了几笔就擦掉了,再画几笔,有擦掉了当我看一幅画时,他很不开心 好吧,他最终和我说,我就再加一条尾巴,把他画成一只猴子吧! 他起先加上小尾巴,我大笑起来 英语谚语故事精选 5.One day, Mikes mother needed a pot. She asked Mike to borrow one from her friend. So Mike went to the friends house. She gave him a big pot. On the way home Mike put it down on the road and looked at it. It was made of clay and had three legs. Then he said to the pot, You have three legs and I have only two. You can carry me for a few minutes. Then Mike sat down inside the pot. But the pot didnt move. Mike got angry and broke it then carried the broke pot home. His mother was angry. You are stupid. She said. But Mike thought, Im not stupid. Only a stupid person carried something with three legs. 一天,迈克的妈妈须要一口锅,她让迈克向她挚友借一口锅。
于是,迈克去了她的挚友家,她的挚友借个他一口大锅在回家的路上,迈克把锅放在路上看了看它,它是一口粘土制成的三条腿的锅 然后他对锅说:你有三条腿而我只有两条腿 你应当背我一会儿然后,迈克坐在锅里,但是锅一动也不动 迈克很生气地把锅打破了,但后拿着破锅向家里走去到家后他的妈妈很生气地说:你真笨但迈克认为:我不笨,只有愚蠢的人才会带回三条腿的锅 6.Once a simpletons wife told him to buy some ice. Two hours later, he didnt come back. She wanted to know why he didnt come back and went out to have a look. She saw he was standing in the sun at the gate and watching the ice melting. Whats the matter? She asked him. Why dont you bring it in? I saw the ice was wet and I was afraid that you would scold me so Im running it dry. The simpleton answered. 从前有一个笨人的妻子让她的丈夫买几块冰。
两个小时后,他还没回来 她想知道他为什么没回来,就出去看了看,发觉她的丈夫在门口站着,在太阳下晒冰,看着冰溶化 她问他:怎么啦?你为什么不把它拿进来? 我望见冰是湿的,唯恐你会训斥我,因此,我正在把它晒干笨人答复道 7.The somehow sent the crow a little bit of cheese. The crow had perched upon a fir. She seemed to have steeled down to enjoy her provender1, But mused2 with mouth half-closed, the dainty bit still in it. Unhappily the fox came running past that minute. A whiff of scent3 soon brings him to a pause, And the fox sights the cheese and licks his jaws4. The rascal5 steals on tip-toe to the tree. He curls his tail, and, gazing earnestly. He speaks so soft, scarce whispering each word: How beautiful you are, sweet bird! What a neck, and oh! what eyes, Like。












