冬天的故事英语怎么说（汇总20篇）

In winter, feather like snow flying in the air, like a little elf in winter news propaganda. At this time, the beautiful flowers bloom, but also often exudes a thick fragrance.

The snow stopped, the squirrel out of a hole in a tree enjoying the scenery, the sparrow flew on to the wires singing, children make snowmen in the snow snowball fights, play happy!

My parents and I went to the park, see the wintersweet flower fall over each other to open up, seemed to welcome our arrival.

I like winter.

In winter, is a very beautiful season. It is not like spring gentleness, also is not as hot as summer, more dont like autumn sunshine is bright, but winter is charming.

You look carefully, a piece of green in the field, the greenhouse rows, patches, melon and fruit garden, farmers uncle in sowing and reaping. Master cheng yen, street traffic. Roadside Holly still carried the head and spine straight. Various snacks: dumplings, fans, Fried rice... Dazzle you. Open air conditioning, in the supermarket variety: green vegetables, dumplings, fruits, drinks... Its everything. Especially after a heavy snow, houses, land, crops, as with a layer of silver dress. The wind blows, snow or satisfied. Street like a jade belt into the distance, fall the leaves of the branches full of fluffy silver bar, winter and summer evergreen pine tree, filled with fluffy snowballs, like the earth covered with a layer of blanket. I and friends in the snow, some snowball, some make a snowman, snowball fights, enjoy it.

I love winter, love this beautiful scenery!

冬天，是一个十分美丽的季节。它不像春天那样的温柔，也不像夏天一样火热，更不像秋天一样阳光灿烂，但冬天却是迷人的。

你仔细望去，田野里一片碧绿，温棚一排排、一片片，瓜果满园，农民伯伯在播种着、收获着。大街上人来人往，车水马龙。路边的冬青依然那样抬着头、挺直腰。小吃多种多样：水饺、粉丝、炒饭……让你眼花缭乱。超市里空调开放，品种丰富：青菜、水饺、水果、饮料……真是应有尽有。特别是一场大雪过后，房屋、地上、庄稼像披上一层银色的衣裳。风一吹，雪花飘飘扬扬。马路像一条玉带伸向远方，落了叶的树枝上挂满了毛茸茸的银条，冬夏常青的松柏树上，堆满了蓬松的雪球，大地像铺上了一层毛毯。我和小伙伴们在雪地里，有的滚雪球，有的堆雪人，有的打雪仗，玩得开心极了。

我爱冬天，更爱这美丽的景色!

秋姑娘恋恋不舍的离去了，冬婆婆来了。她可不像春姑娘那样温柔，也不像秋姑娘那样轻盈，冬婆婆可是个恶婆婆，她发了狠：她想弄死所有的生物。

于是，她派出了她的卫兵——风先生。一阵一阵地呼呼地向地面上吹着寒冷的大风，好像要把地球给吹跑。不过动物们都不怕，他们有的躲在山洞里，有的躲在温暖的窝里，舒适的睡着觉，一点也不理风先生。这可气坏了风先生，他拼命的吹着，吹得屋梁都快断了。可是，大家都不怕。

冬婆婆又派出了她的女儿雪姑娘，雪姑娘制造出了大批的雪孩子，雪孩子争先恐后的跳到地面上。瞧!大地一刹那变成了白色，房子白了，大树白了，连天仿佛也变白了呢!可是，这不但没有吓坏的大家，反而给孩子们增添了许多乐趣。孩子们都跑了出来，有的打雪仗，有的堆雪人，大家玩得可开心了。 这可把冬婆婆气坏了，他亲自出马，制造出了寒流，寒流一阵比一阵厉害，把窗花结在窗子上，寒流还是一阵比一阵厉害，冲到墙上，冲进门去。可是，人们生起火炉，烤着热腾腾的地瓜，还取笑冬婆婆呢。冬婆婆恼羞成怒。正巧，有人要到树林里去砍柴，冬婆婆看准了这个好时机，不断地向他身上吹寒气，但他穿着大袄，戴着手套，围着围巾，戴着帽子。当他用斧头去砍木头时，汗都躺下来了呢!

冬婆婆知道她怎么也不行了，气呼呼的离开了。这时，大家就知道，春天已经不远了!

Winter morning is very beautiful, not letter, please have a look at --

Pushed open the door to go out every morning, the bitter wind blowing, with coming to me from time to time. And, occasionally, there will be a naughty little snowflake swirl to fall down, just like dancing. Hexagonal snowflakes all kinds: some like silver needle, some like leaves, and as a scrap of paper... It looks good. Fall to the ground, as if the earth covered with a thick blanket; Fall in the trees, like putting on the silver; Fall in the car, like freshly baked fresh cream cakes. This beautiful snow makes people immersed in the fresh air. White everywhere, beautiful.

However, most can make people in the home can be the first to feel the breath of winter is the window on the ice, some like a forest, mysterious; Some like a stream, as if to flowing; Some like Santa Claus, as if to give people gifts... Winter girl is really ingenuity!

At the club, it is a sea of people, very lively. People wear thick cotton-padded clothes, like cotton. He (she) is accompanied by beautiful music, for morning exercise.

Artificial lake on a thick layer of ice, some naughty little classmate play combat on the lake, there were laughter from time to time, the surface of the lake. ......

In winter, very cold. To be honest, I do not want it to come, but it comes, but I have a strange feeling. Oh, I love winter, because winter "of the wind tests the strength", I love its character.

冬天的早晨很美，不信，请看——

每天早晨推开门出去时，刺骨的寒风呼呼地吹着，不时地向我袭来。并且，偶尔会有顽皮的小雪花纷纷扬扬地落下来，就像跳舞一样。六角形的雪花各式各样：有的像银针，有的像落叶，还有的像碎纸片…煞是好看。落在地上，仿佛给大地铺上了厚厚的毛毯;落在树上，像穿上了银装;落在汽车上，就像刚刚出炉的新鲜奶油蛋糕。这美丽的雪景使人们沉浸在清新的空气里。到处银装素裹，美不胜收。

不过，最能让人们在家中就能最先感觉到冬的气息的是窗户上的冰花，有的像森林，富有神秘感;有的像小溪，仿佛在静静流淌;有的像圣诞老人，好像来给人们送礼物…冬姑娘真是心灵手巧啊!

在俱乐部，更是人山人海，非常热闹。人们都穿着厚厚的棉衣，像棉花包似的。他(她)们伴随着优美的音乐，进行晨练。

人工湖结上了一层很厚的冰，一些调皮的小同学在湖上嬉戏打闹，从湖面上不时地传来阵阵欢声笑语。……

冬天，非常寒冷。说实话，我不希望它来临，可是它来临时，我却有异样的感觉。啊，我爱冬天，因为，冬天“疾风知劲草”，我爱它的品格。

Winter comes! Little snowflake fluttering to return to earth.

Oh, you see the snow on top of this tree, like the one after the other gulls stop on the branches; Several naughty children, the finish is not cotton candy high hung on the branches? Is grandma put small steamed stuffed bun on the limb?

I gently picked up a snowflake, you see: the six petals, glittering and translucent and bright. As winter grandpa do personally bookmarks, and sent to us, let us have a good reading. Like winter wind sister told us: an inch of time an inch of gold, an inch of gold will not buy inch of time, to cherish the time now, is to study well.

Winter morning, I cant help strolling on a narrow path in a snowy, when I walked slowly, step by step, only behind me deeply footprint seems alive one note. Snowflakes dancing in the wind, I stood in the snow, snow kissed my face, on my neck, fresh, intoxicating. I seem to become a snowball, rolling down from the top of the mountain, the mountain left a trail and a trace of snow. Snow is still flying, like a white fairy tale world. The patches of snow as if to say: "I dont make the mountain lonely; I let trees have cool and refreshing oasis, I love this world, I want to let the world of all things under my quilt meimei hibernation". At this moment, my heart seems to be washed in general, is so transparent, so white...

Once again I carefully took a snowflake, she really is a masterpiece of nature! She is so transparent, so white. But also do magic voice, voice came, the snow will gradually disappear, will once again usher in all things recovery, vibrant spring...

Ah! I love winter. All things on plating a layer of crystal, glittering, was full of praise. In winter, she is so white, is transparent like that!!

冬天来啦!小雪花飘飘洒洒，重返人间。

呵，你看这树条上的雪迹，好像一只又一只的海鸥停歇在枝条上;还是有几个顽皮的小孩子，把还没有吃完的棉花糖高高的挂在了枝丫上?莫非是老奶奶把小包子放在了树丫上?

我轻轻地拿起一片雪花，你瞧：这六瓣花，晶莹透亮。好像是冬爷爷亲自做的书签，送给我们，让我们好好读书。又好像冬风姐姐告诉我们：一寸光阴一寸金，寸金难买寸光阴，要珍惜现在的时光，好好学习。

冬天的早上，我情不自禁的在白雪皑皑的小路上散步，当我一步一步慢慢的走着，只见我身后的深深脚印似一个个活蹦乱跳的音符。雪花在风中翩翩起舞，我站在雪地上，雪花亲吻着我的脸，落在我的脖子里，凉丝丝的，令人陶醉。我仿佛变成了一个大雪球，从山顶上滚动下来，在山间留下一道又一道的雪迹。雪花还在漫天飞舞，好似一个白色的童话世界。这片片雪花仿佛在说：“是我不让山间寂寞;是我让大树有了清凉的甘泉，我爱这个世界，我要让世界的万物在我的棉被下美美的冬眠”。此时此刻，我的心好像被水洗过一般，是那样的透明，那样的洁白……

我再一次小心翼翼地捧起一朵雪花，她真是大自然的杰作啊!她是那样的透明，那样洁白。不过春姑娘也是会做魔法的，春姑娘的来到，那雪迹会渐渐消淡，会再次迎来万物复苏、生机勃勃的春天……

啊!我爱冬天。万物都镀上了一层水晶，闪闪发光，令人赞不绝口。冬天，她是那样的洁白，是那样的透明!

Sam is a little fish. He lives in the sea. He is very lonely. He wants to have a friend. The friend looks like him. Sam sees an ink fish. The ink fish has eight legs. He doesn’t look like Sam. So Sam goes away.

Sam meets a shark. He wants to say hello to the shark. The shark opens his big mouth. Sam runs away quickly.

Sam is tired and hungry. He wants to have a rest. Then he sees a round fish. She says to him. “Hello! Would you like to be my friend?”

Sam answers: “Of course! But you are round. I am flat.” The round fish days: “But we are both fishes.”

Sam thinks and says, “You are right. Let’s be friends.” They become good friends.

你就像一位王子，骑着白马来迎接我，带着我步入幸福的殿堂。我带着满满的幸福，献上我纯洁的爱意。

璎!这个好好吃。你也吃一下嘛!一张绝美得如天仙一般的面孔凑近，手里拿着一块草莓。

薰喜欢就多吃点，我不吃了。

不要嘛!璎也要吃，薰想和璎一起吃嘛!他钻进我怀里使劲撒娇。

结果，无法抵挡他的攻势，就让他把草莓喂到我嘴里。他满足地笑了。笑得那么绝美，那么脱俗。好象我的满足就是他最好的回报。我有了一瞬间的昏眩，他的笑容真的好可爱，好纯真，没有一丝杂质!

薰，要叫我姐姐，知道吗?不可以那么没大没小!

璎，你又来了!你不可以把我当成你弟弟。我不是你弟弟!我是你的爱人，你的男朋友!知道吗?他嘟起嘴。

好嘛好嘛，我知道了。我的王子。

我幸福地笑了，眼睛里流露出无限的爱意，主动献上我的吻。

薰温柔，缠绵地和我纠缠着，像要把彼此都缠进灵魂的深处。

我们注定纠缠一辈子。天长地久。

〈二〉美丽的天使降临人间，带着无尽的爱意，敲响了我的心门。

三年前的一个冬天，大雪纷飞，我在回家的路上，在雪地里发现了一个男孩子。

他躺在雪地上瑟瑟发抖。我知道，他一定是被遗弃了。仿佛有一股力量促使我把他带回了家。

当时他还在昏睡中，眉头紧皱，身体不断发抖。我意识到事态严重，摸了他的身体，滚烫滚烫的，原来他发烧了。

医生说只要烧退了就没事了，于是我手忙脚乱地照顾他。

他的烧退后，我才仔细观察他。看到他的脸，我的呼吸忽然屏住了。好白皙的皮肤!原来世界上真的有那么美丽的人!美得像仙女，美得不可思议。我想任何女人看到他也会自卑的。虽然我也长得不错，但还是有挫败感。

我的眼光落在他的唇上。吹弹可破的唇瓣很粉嫩，血一样的颜色。仿佛在邀请我品尝。我不觉得咽了一下口水，情不自禁地吻向他的唇。好柔软哦!好舒服的触感!

他真的太完美了!我很庆幸捡到了他。长长的睫毛，高挺的鼻子。不知道他的眼睛怎么样。

在某个晚上，一座大剧院的门口，外面站满了记者，挤满了人。在这些人中，有的是来访问剧院里的魔术师，有的是来看这位魔术师的表演，反正什么样的人都有。从剧院里透出来的光看，外面的人群是五颜六色的，因为人确实很多。

这剧院里的魔术师是不久之前才成名的，在一夜之间就火了，整座城市没有一个人不认识他的，可以说这是家喻户晓的，当然了，记者们也会随之过来，纷纷赶到这剧院的门口，想采访这位一夜成名的魔术师。这些记者大多是想了解这位魔术师是怎样成名的，怎样成功的。不过，在此之前魔术师并没有做过任何回答。然而，还是有许多的记者来，这些记者让人感觉有一种不破楼兰终不还的气势。不过想采访这位魔术师也不是那么的容易，每天来看魔术师表演的可是络绎不绝，人来人往的，这些记者只好等，也只能等。

夜幕降临，表演也结束了，观众散了场，终于轮到了这些记者们了。这些记者一拥而进了剧场里，找到了这位着名的魔术师。魔术师看到他们这么不屈不饶，欣然答应了这些记者们的请求。这些记者的请求当然是问魔术师是怎样成功的呀，因为这些记者也想做出一大事。魔术师带着这些记者走出了剧院，到了一个下水道的旁边。因为外面很冷，这些记者却不停打着哆嗦，魔术师却很自然，但由于从剧场透出的光，使这些记者们感到了一丝的温存，随之魔术师就指着下水道问这些记者，你们能看见什么。记者们都看到了一束光照进了下水道里面，而这光的源头正是魔术师工作的剧院。魔术师问，还有吗。记者们再定睛一看还有一排模糊的字。魔术师说，这就是我成功的原因，那模糊的一排字就是我以前的写的，也是我的目标。然后，魔术师说出了一个凄凉的故事。

在一个寒风交加的夜晚，一个小男孩在街上穿着单薄的衣服，赤着脚在街上跑着，跑了一会儿，这男孩钻进了下水道，因为下水道比外面比较不冷。这小男孩很无聊，想睡觉，但因为外面冷，所以他睡不着。他痴痴的望着外面，映入眼帘的是一座大剧院，有一束光从外面找进来，而源头正是这座大剧院。这男孩走到这束光的下面坐着，呆呆的坐着，这时，他说了一句话，我一定要进这个剧院，说好了就拿出一个铁钉出来，在墙壁上刻着他刚才说的那些话。后来这个小男孩长大以后，真的进了这家剧院。而这个小男孩就是眼前这位魔术师。

后来，记者们问魔术师，现在那个铁钉还在么，魔术师就随手从地上捡了个铁钉，就说重要的不是铁钉，而是当年刻在墙壁上的字，是你定下的目标。

初一:叶良辰

[冬天的故事想象作文

我和花花的缘分源于一个严寒的冬天。我记得那天下着大雪，寒风呼啸，让人感到无法忍受。人们纷纷呆在温暖的家里。我也不例外，坐在火炉边，正在细细品读着《红楼梦》。突然我听到外面有什么东西在抓门。我打开门一看，原来是一只不知从哪儿跑来的小狗，它是那样的瘦弱地蜷缩在门边上，用一种祈求的眼光盯着我，并本能地发出“呜呜”的声音乞求着我。我于是便把它抱进了屋，放在火炉边的干地上，然后拿了一块干布盖在它身上。渐渐的，它居然睡着了。过了好大一会儿，它醒了，比先前精神多了。这时我发现它原来是一只漂亮的小狗。黑中带白的毛油亮油亮的，一双淡黄色的玻璃球般的眼珠，尾巴短短的，但一直向上翘着。

第二天，雪停了，太阳出来了。我便把那只小狗抱出来，让它自己回去。但它却迟迟不走，原来它忘记了家在哪儿。于是我便成了它的主人，并为它取名为“花花”。在那个冬天里，花花便成了我的好伙伴。

我无论走到哪里，它都跟着我。当我感到狐独、伤心、独自饮泣时，它便用舌头舔我的手来安慰我;当我与小伙伴发生争执时，它总是用自己的吠声为我助威，喝退那些小伙伴;当我到学校去上学时，它便跑到附近最高的山岗上，直到看不见时才下来;当我放学回家时，它又跑到村口去接我，看到我来了便发出“汪汪”的叫声，然后帮我衔着书包和我一起回家……

但是，我和“花花”的缘份很短，只有不到一年的时间。第二年的冬天来的早，往年都是入寒假后才下雪。而那一年在放寒假前就下起了大雪。我还在学校里。当我深一脚浅一脚地走回家时，却没有看到“花花”，我便问妈妈，妈妈说：“它趁我不注意，跑到外面去了，好像朝学校那个方向去了，你回来的时候没有看见它吗?”我想：“花花一定是担心我才跑出来的，但怎么我在路上没发现它呢?”一个不好的预兆在我脑中闪过，我又想起花花去年冬天的那种情景。于是我飞快地跑出家门找花花。但我看到的只是一片茫茫白雪，哪里有花花的影子。我失魂落魄的回到家……

后来好几天都不见花花回来，我也料到会那样。又过了几天，人们在一个大雪坑里发现了已经冻僵了的花花。花花一定是去找我时不小心掉进了雪坑，花花是因我而死的，我在屋后面挖了一个坑，把花花埋了。花花因为冬天，因为雪而与我相识，又因为冬天，因为雪而与我相别。于是，我便用雪在花花坟顶上堆了个圆顶，过了几天，雪融化了，花花埋的地方又成为一块平地……

[描写冬天的故事五年级作文

在一个北风呼啸的冬天，人们让我感到春天的温暖。

一天傍晚，我奉老妈之命，去商店买梨。我想：街上小贩卖的梨又大又便宜，我就去小贩那买吧!

我看到一个阿姨推着平板车卖梨。我大声对她喊：“阿姨我要买梨!阿姨我要买梨……”阿姨听我的喊声，急忙向我这边推来。我听到“咔嚓”一声，原来，是那位阿姨的板车前轮压在了一块儿大石头上。车子一斜，满车的梨子就像小孩滑滑梯一样接二连三的从平板车上滑落下来，眼看着一车的梨滚落得满地都是。那位阿姨着急的大声喊：“我的梨呀!我的梨全完了，一会过车我的梨就都被轧坏了呀!嗨!这下又赔了!”人们听到她的叫喊声，纷纷涌来。一个老伯伯说：“下雪路滑，千万要小心呀!别急别急。”说着他就弯腰一个一个的捡起梨来;一位老爷爷说：“别担心，我帮你捡!”说话间，人们有的把梨往菜篮里捡;有的把梨往衣兜里装;有的把梨往方便袋里捡;我也急忙奔过去加入了捡梨的行列。不大一会梨都回到了车上，阿姨满脸笑容的对大家说：“实在太感谢你们了，这天寒地冻的，要不是你们帮忙，我这一车的梨就全完了，这世界上还是好人多呀!人们说不客气，这点小事算不了什么。我心里想是爱心挽救了这一车的梨呀!人们纷纷散去了。

这时我才回过神儿来，我说：“阿姨我买2斤梨。”阿姨高兴的说：“谢谢你帮我捡梨，这梨不要钱了，拿去吃吧!”可是我还是把钱放到阿姨手里。

北风吹得更猛了，可我的心里有春风在吹。

I love my hometown, I love my hometown deep green spring; I love my hometown the scorching summer; I love my hometown autumn fruit fragrance; I love my hometown more unique scenery of winter. In my eyes, its cold. In the howling north wind, enjoy a ray of sunshine, is also a luxury. Passing by the people, despite the full armed, but they can not help but beat up the tremble. Usually bustling streets, too, but no past "style". People rush to work, in a hurry to ride on their own car, do not want to stay in this cold world for a while, even a second! In my eyes, it is white. In the morning, when you wake up, open the window, you will find that the mountains, rivers, trees, houses all over a layer of white snow. As far as the rivers and mountains, into a snow-covered landscape of the world. Look at those nearby, leafless trees, covered with fluffy, shiny silver, while those evergreen pine and cypress, is covered with fluffy, heavy snow. A gust of wind blowing, the trees gently swaying, the beautiful silver and snowball began to fall down, jade crumbs like snow foam, fluttering in the wind. In my eyes, its a pleasure. Every time, I will be the girl airs aside, to a world of snow. And friends make snowmen in the snow, snowball, the joyous screams, shouts, the branches on the snow falling down. The cold winter, white winter, a pleasant winter is really unforgettable, let me lead a person to endless aftertastes!

我热爱我的家乡，我喜欢家乡绿意浓浓的春天;我喜欢家乡骄阳似火的夏天;我喜欢家乡瓜果飘香的秋天;我更喜欢家乡风光独特的冬天。 我眼中，是寒冷的。在那呼啸的北风中，享受一丝阳光，也是奢侈的。过路的人尽管“全副武装”，但都不禁打起了哆嗦。平时热闹非凡、人多嘴杂的街道，却再也没有往日的“风采”了。赶着上班的人们，匆匆的骑驶着自己的车子，不愿意在这寒冷的世界里多留一会儿，哪怕一秒! 我眼中，是洁白的。清晨，当你睡醒之后，打开窗户，你会发现：那山川、河流、树木、房屋全部笼罩上了一层白茫茫的积雪。极目远眺，万里江山，变成了一个粉妆玉砌的世界。看近处，那些落光了叶子的树木上，挂满了毛茸茸、亮晶晶的银条，而那些冬夏常青的柏树和松树上，则挂满了蓬松松、沉甸甸的雪球。一阵风吹过，树木轻轻摇晃着，那美丽的银条和雪球就簌簌落落的掉下来，玉屑似的雪沫，随风飘扬。 我眼中，是愉快的。每到那时，我就会将女孩特有的矜持抛开，走向雪的世界。与伙伴们在雪地里堆雪人、掷雪球，那欢乐的喊声、嬉闹声，把树枝上的雪都震落下来。 寒冷的冬天、洁白的冬天、愉快的冬天真令人难忘，让我回味无穷!

Snow-white

Once there was a Queen. She was sitting at the window. There was snow outside in the garden-snow on the hill and in the lane, snow on the hunts and on the trees: all things were white with snow.

The Queen was making a coat for a little child. She said, "I want my child to be white as this cloth, white as the snow. And I shall call her Snow-white."

Some days after that the Queen had a child. The child was white as snow. The Queen called her Snow-white.

But the Queen was very ill, and after some days she died. Snow-white lived, and was a very happy and beautiful child.

One year after that, the King married another Queen. The new Queen was very beautiful; but she was not a good woman.

A wizard had given this Queen a glass. The glass could speak. It was on the wall in the Queens room. Every day the queen looked in the glass to see how beautiful she was. As she looked in the glass, she asked: "Tell me, glass upon the wall, who is most beautiful of all?" And the glass spoke and said: "The Queen is most beautiful of all."

Year went by. Snow-white grew up and became a little girl. every day the Queen looked in the glass and said, "Tell me, glass upon the wall, who is most beautiful of all?" And the glass said, "Snow-white is most beautiful of all."

When the Queen heard this, she was very angry. She said, "Snow-white is not more beautiful than I am. There is no one who is more beautiful than I am."

Then the Queen sat on her bed and cried.

After one hour the Queen went out of her room. She called one of the servants, and said, "Take Snow-white into the forest and kill her."

The servant took Snow-white to the forest, but he did not kill her, because she was so beautiful and so good. He said, "I shall not kill you; but do not go to the Kings house, because the Queen is angry and she will see you. If the Queen sees you, she will make some other man kill you. Wait here in the forest; some friends will help you." Then he went away.

Poor Snow-white sat at the foot of a tree and cried. Then she saw that night was coming. She said, "I will not cry. I will find some house where I can sleep tonight. I cannot wait here: the bears will eat me."

She went far into the forest. Then she saw a little hut. She opened the door of the hut, and went in. In the hut she saw seven little beds. There was a table, and on the table there were seven little loaves and seven little glasses. She ate one of the loaves. Then she said, "I want some water to drink." So she drank some water out of one of the glasses. Then she fell asleep on one of the seven little beds.

The hut was the home of seven Little Men. When it was night, the seven Little Men came to the hut. Each Little Man had a big beard, and a little blue coat. Each Little Man came into the hut, and took his little lamp. Then each Little Man sat down, and ate his little loaf, and drank his little glass of water.

But one Little Man said, "Someone has eaten my little loaf." And another Little Man said, "Someone has drunk my little glass of water." Then the seven Little Men went to bed, but one Little Man said, "Someone is sleeping on my little bed." All the seven Little Men came to look at Snow-white as she slept on the Little Mens bed. They said, "She is very beautiful."

Snow-white awoke, and saw the seven Little Men with their big beards standing near her bed. She was afraid. The Little men said, "Do not be afraid. We are your friends. Tell us how you came here." Snow-white said, "I will tell you." Then she told them her story.

They said, "Do not be afraid. Live here with us. But see that the door shut when we are not in the house with you. Do not go out. If you go out, the bad Queen will find you. Then she will know that you are not dead, and will tell someone to kill you." So Snow-white lived in the hut with the seven Little Men.

After some days Snow-white went into the garden. One of the Queens servants was going through the forest, and he saw her. He went and told the Queen, "Snow-white is in a hut in the forest." The Queen was very angry when she heard that Snow-white was not dead.

The Queen took an apple. She made a hole in the red side of the apple, and put some powder into the hole. Then she put on old clothes and went to the hut. She called, "Is any one there?" Snow-white opened the door, and came out to her. The Queen said, "I have some pretty apples. Eat one of my pretty apples." Snow-white took the apple and said, "Is it good?" The Queen said, "See, I will eat this white side of the apple; you eat the red side. Then you will know that it is good."

Snow-white ate the red side of the apple. When the powder was in her mouth, she fell down dead. The Queen went back to her house. She went into her room. she looked into the glass and said, "Tell me, glass upon the wall, who is most beautiful of all?" The glass said, "The Queen is most beautiful of all." Then the Queen know that Snow-white was dead.

The Little Men came back to the hut. When they saw that Snow-white was dead, the poor Little Men cried. Then they put Snow-white in a box made of glass. They took the glass box to a hill and put it there, and said, "Everyone who goes by will see how beautiful she was." Then each Little Man put one white flower on the box, and they went away.

Just as they were going away, a Prince came by. He saw the glass box and said, "What is that?" Then he saw Snow-white in the box. He said, "She was very beautiful: but do not put her there. There is a hall in the garden of my fathers house. It is all made of white stone. We will take the glass box and put it in the hall of beautiful white stone."

The Little Men said, "Take her." Then the Prince told his servants to take up the box. They took up the box. Just then one of the servants fell down. The box fell, and Snow-white fell with the box. The bit of apple fell out of her mouth: she awoke, and sat up, and said, "Where am I?"

The Prince said, "You are with me. I never saw anyone as beautiful as you. Come with me and be my Queen."

The Prince married Snow-white, and she became his Queen.

A man went and told this to the bad Queen. When she heard it she was so angry that she fell down dead.

Snow-white lived and was very happy ever after. And the Little Men came to see her every year.

白雪公主

从前，有一个王后，她坐在窗户旁。窗外的花园里积满了雪，山上是雪，小路上是雪，树上和屋顶上也积着雪，万物一片白茫茫。她手中拿着些布和一枚针，她手中的不就像雪一样洁白。王后正在为小孩做一件上衣，她说：“我想我的孩子能够像这布一样白，想雪一样白，我要叫她白雪公主。”

几天之后，王后生了个小孩，这个孩子白得像雪一样，王后给她取名为“白雪公主”。但是，王后得了重病，几天以后就去世了。白雪公主活了下来，她是一个十分幸福和美丽的孩子。

王后去世一年以后，国王又娶了一位王后。新王后十分漂亮，但是，她不是一个善良的女人。一个巫师给了新王后一面镜子，这面镜子会说话，它挂在王后房间的墙上，每天王后照着镜子，欣赏自己多么漂亮。当她照镜子的时候，她问：“告诉我，墙上的魔镜，谁是世界上最漂亮的人？”于是魔镜开口说道：“王后是世界上最漂亮的。”

过了数年，白雪公主长成大人了。当白雪公主是一个年轻姑娘时，有一天，王后照着镜子说：“告诉我，墙上的魔镜，谁是世界上最漂亮的？”魔镜说：“白雪公主是世界上最漂亮的。”

当王后听到这些话时，非常恼怒，她说：“白雪公主没有我漂亮，没有一个人比我更漂亮。”然后，王后坐在床上哭了。一小时后，王后从她的房间走出来，她叫来一个仆人说：“把白雪公主带到森林中杀掉。”

仆人带着白雪公主到了森林，但他没有杀死她，因为她太美丽太善良了。他说：“我不会杀死你的，但是，你不能回王宫，因为，王后很生气，她会看到你的。如果王后发现你，她会让别人杀死你的。你就呆在森林里，会有朋友来帮助你的。”然后，他走了。

可怜的白雪公主坐在一棵树底下哭了，这时，她看到天快黑了，她说：“我不哭了，我要找所房子今晚好睡觉，我不能呆在这儿了，熊会吃了我的。”她往森林深处走去，这时，她发现了一座小屋，她打开小屋的门，走了进去。在小屋里，她看到七张小床，还有一张桌子，桌子上有七块小面包和七个小杯子。她吃了其中一块面包，然后说：“我想喝点水。”于是，她又喝了一个杯子中的一些水。之后，她躺在一张小床上睡着了。

这座小屋是七个小矮人的家。当天黑下来的时候，七个小矮人回到小屋。每个小矮人都留着一副大胡子，穿一件小蓝上衣。小矮人进了小屋，每个人都点上他们的小灯，然后，小矮人都坐下，开始吃面包，喝小杯里的水。

但是，一个小矮人说：“有人把我小面包吃了。”另一个小矮人说：“有人把我的小杯子里的水喝了。”然后，七个小矮人去睡觉。可是一个小矮人说：“有人正睡在我的小床上。”七个小矮人都过来看睡在小矮人床上的白雪公主。他们说：“她真漂亮。”

白雪公主醒了，发现七个留着大胡子的小矮人正站在她床旁，她很害怕。小矮人们说：“别害怕，我们是你的好朋友，告诉我们你是怎么来这儿的。”白雪公主说：“我告诉你们。”接着她就给他们讲述了自己的经历。他们说：“不要害怕。就在这儿和我们住在一起，但是，我们不在家的时候，你一定要关上门，千万别出去。如果你出去了，坏王后会发现你，这样，她知道你没有死，会让人来杀死你。”于是，白雪公主和七个小矮人在这座小屋里生活着。

几天以后，白雪公主去了一趟花园。王后的一个仆人正经过这片森林，他发现了阿。他回去告诉了王后：“白雪公主在森林的一座小屋里。”王后听说白雪公主没有死，十分恼火。

王后拿来一个苹果，她在苹果红的一边挖了一个洞，把一些毒的粉末放在这个洞里。然后，她穿上一身旧衣服，去了小屋。她喊：“屋里有人吗？”白雪公主打开门，出来见她。王后说：“我有一些漂亮的苹果，吃一个尝尝吧？”白雪公主拿着苹果说：“这好吃吗？”王后说：“瞧，我吃苹果白的一半，你吃红的一半，你会知道它味道不错。”白雪公主吃了苹果红的一半，当粉末进入她嘴里时，她倒下去死了。

王后回到家，进了自己的房间，对着镜子说：“告诉我，墙上的魔镜，谁是世界上最漂亮的。”魔镜说：“王后是世界上最漂亮的。”于是，王后知道白雪公主已经死了。

小矮人们回到小屋，发现白雪公主死了。可怜的小矮人们全都哭了。然后，他们把白雪公主放进玻璃棺材里，并把它抬到山坡上，安放在那里，说：“每位经过这里的人都会看见她是多么美丽。”接着每个小矮人在棺材上放了一朵白花，然后离开了。

他们刚刚要离开，一位王子从此经过，他看着玻璃棺材说：“那是什么？”这时，他发现白雪公主躺在里面，他说：“她太美丽了，把能把她放在这里，在父亲的王宫里有一座大厅，整个大厅都是用白石头砌成，我们把玻璃棺材搬到那所漂亮的白石大厅里。”小矮人们说：“抬走她吧。”

然后，王子告诉他的仆人抬起棺材。他们抬起它时，不巧一个仆人跌倒了。把棺材也摔到地上，白雪公主随同棺材跌了下来，那块苹果从她嘴里掉了出来，她醒了过来，坐起来说：“我这是在哪儿？”王子说：“你跟我在一起，我从来没有见过一位像你这么美丽的人，跟我来，做我的王后吧。”王子和白雪公主结婚了，她成了王后。

一个人去把这些消息告诉了坏王后，当她听到这些，气得倒下死去了。从那以后，白雪公主一直生活得很幸福。每年小矮人们都来看她。

New Words and Expressions 生词和词组：

wizard n. 男巫

hut n. 茅舍，小屋

深冬的一天，我独自走在街道上。凛冽的寒风像一把把利刃在我的脸上划着，我不禁拽了拽衣服，把身子裹地紧紧的。我在寒风中步履蹒跚，放眼一望，街上行人寥寥无几。

这时，我听见在一条小巷子里，传出一阵阵笑声。我走了过去，看见一群小毛孩围在那里，走近一看，原来他们又在欺负我们村的一个傻子了。

这个傻子已经五十多岁了，无父无母，也没有其他亲人，全靠村里一些好心人的救助勉强过日子。他的衣服和裤子全都是别人穿过不要送给他的，鞋子，几乎没有，有也是破到没法穿的，只有在冬天实在是冷的受不了时才穿。我走了过去冲他们大喊一声：“你们干什么，又在欺负他吗?”他们回头一看，眼前顿然出现了一个又高又大的人，见情况不妙就立马一溜烟跑光了。我走了过去，他穿的还算干净，肯定又是哪个好心人送衣服给他了，我走过去，问他道：“这么冷的天你怎么也不回家?”他喃喃着，似懂非懂，嘴唇直打哆嗦，好像是在说刚才那些孩子是怎么捉弄他的，又好像是在回答我。过了一会儿他把头转向远处一栋废弃的小屋，默默地凝视着。我问：“你住在那吗?”他望着我，点点头。于是我扶起他向那走去。

路程不远，不久，我们就来到门前。这是一扇怎样的门啊，斑驳门板早已破烂不堪了，上面沾满了厚厚的灰尘，还有一团团黑漆漆的污垢。我随手一推，门“吱呀”一声颤悠悠地开了，我扶着他走了进去。我看了一下屋子，空荡荡的，只有一堆铺在地上的稻草和一床破破烂烂的棉被，此外还有几条破了的板凳，上面也结满了灰尘。我扶他坐下，问道：“你为什么要跑出去，天这么冷你会冻死的。”只听他模模糊糊地了一声，又见他用那手抚摸着肚子，我说：“饿了是吧，你等着，我去找吃的。”说完我就飞快地跑了出去，买了三块面包和两瓶牛奶给他，他二话不说马上狼吞虎咽起来，没一会儿他就吃完了。我为他：“还饿吗?”他摇摇头，我故意板着脸说：“你以后别乱跑了，不然冻死了可没人管。”他咧开嘴，露出黄黄的牙，向我点点头。

后来我去了学校，当五天后我回来，捧着一堆面包和牛奶去看他时，他不见了。我急着去问妈妈，妈妈说，两天前就冻死了，“啊，死了!”我不免有些惆怅，心里像塞了一团棉花，堵得慌。

其实，只要村里每一个人能再多给予他一点帮助，他就不会死的这么突然了。我又独自行走在寒风中，只是耳际再也听不到当初的笑声了。

下雪了，道路上是雪，草坪上是雪。村子里也到处是雪。 黑熊和狗熊听说城里有冰雕展，它俩很想去看看。

这天，黑熊问狗熊：“我们去看冰雕展，我们的家怎么办？”狗熊想了想，说：“不如我们堆一个雪人帮助我们看家吧！”黑熊同意了。说完两人就开始堆雪人了，它们滚了两个大雪球做身体和头，把身子和头连接到一起后，它们又浇了两盆水，不一会儿，雪人就穿上了雪亮的外衣。黑熊又拿来两个石头做眼睛，还拿出个胡萝卜做鼻子，它们拿了一个水桶和一个红格围巾把雪人装扮起来，最后拿可一个扫帚做雪人的兵器，你别说这个雪人还真像个武士。

它们经过了两个多小时的行走，终于到了城里。它们看到了滑雪比赛，是小狗拉雪橇比赛，两旁的动物都在助威，希望自己的同伴跑第一。

然后它们又到了冰房子里，房子里有一些动物在开运动会，它们有的唱歌，有的跳舞，还有的奏乐。人们冰房子里观看节目。

最后，它们又看见许多记者在拍照，它们想让自己出名，竟然凑上去让记者给它们拍照。当时全场人哄堂大笑，它们问：“你，你们在乐什么呀？”一只小狗告诉它们在笑你们让记者给拍照。

冬天里给小动物们带来许多乐趣。

当雪花纷纷扬扬在空中飞舞的时候，我的心就随着那片片的雪花开始漂浮、荡漾。我喜欢冬天，因为冬天里的故事很多很多。

当然，最喜欢的还是在姥姥家过冬天，姥姥家的村子靠着大山，一到冬天，洁白的雪花像一只只空中精灵飞进了树林，飞向了田野，飞向家家户户的屋顶。“忽如一夜春风来，千树万树梨花开”，古人真是没有骗我们呀，天一亮，整个村子就变成了一个白色的世界。推开门，松碎的雪花一下子钻进了你的鞋里，凉凉的爽爽的。姥爷已经开始清扫，我迫不及待的带好围巾手套，拿起小铁锹，推着洁白的雪花。松软的雪花在我的铁锹下变换着姿态，一会儿像座山，一会儿像堆火，扫雪已经变成了我的魔术表演。

更开心的事还在后面呢！吃过饭，姥爷拿出妈妈小时候玩过的古董—爬犁，这可是别的小朋友很难见到的，它是用木板和钢筋做成的，是妈妈小时候冬天最亲密的伙伴。爸爸牵着爬犁头上的绳子，拉着我和妈妈，去村西的树林里打爬犁。阳光下白雪泛着晶莹的光，直刺得你的眼睛不得不眯成了缝。到了树林里，爸爸当舵手，妈妈坐在后边，我被安全的夹在中间，从山坡的顶端，顺着蜿蜒的滑道，直流而下。耳边是吹过的风，眼睛里是洁白的雪，忽高忽下，忽左忽右。当阵阵的尖叫声和欢呼声响起时，树林里的野鸡被吓得扑棱着翅膀惊恐地飞出了林子，我第一次看见小野鸡时特别奇怪它的尾巴怎么那么长，在雪地里越发显得光彩照人。快到终点时爸爸总会调皮的把舵头一歪，把我和妈妈轻轻地甩在雪地里，而妈妈总会及时的先着地，让我安安稳稳地躺在她温暖的的怀里。

虽然是冬天，可是太阳公公毫不吝啬，慈爱地照耀着皑皑的白雪。这时候，雪地里有我、有爸爸、有妈妈，还有那可爱的小野鸡。

Helen Keller once wrote about these early days.

One beautiful spring morning I was alone in my room, reading. Suddenly a wonderful smell in the air made me get up and put out my hands . The spirit of spring seemed to be passing in my room. "What is it?"I asked. The next minute I knew it was coming from mimosa tree outside. I walked outside to the edge of the garden, toward the tree. There it was, shaking in the warm sunshine. Its long branches, so heavy with flowers, almost touched the ground. I walked through the flowers to the tree itself and then just stood silent. Then I put my foot on the tree and pulled myself up into it. I climbed higher and higher until I reached a little seat. Long ago someone had put it there. I sat for a long time... Nothing in all the world was like this.

Later Helen learned that nature could be cruel as well as beautiful. Strangely enough she discovery this in a different kind of tree.

One day my teacher and I were returning from a long walk. It was a fine morning but it started to get warm and heavy. We stopped to rest two or three times. Our last stop was under a cherry tree, a short way from our house. The shade was nice and the tree was easy to climb. Miss Sullivan climbed with me. It was so coot up in the tree, we decided to have lunch there. I promised to sit still until she went to the house for some food. Suddenly a change came over the tree. I knew the sky was black because all the heat which meant light to me had died out of the air. A strange odor came up to me from the earth . I knew it. It was the odor which always comes before a thunder storm. I felt alone, cut off from friends, high above the firm earth. I was frightened and wanted my teacher. wanted to get down from that tree quickly, but I was no help to myself. There was a moment of terrible silence. Then a sudden and violent wind began to shake the tree and its leaves kept coming down all around me. I almost fell. I wanted to jump, but was afraid to do so. I tried to make myself small in the tree as the branches rubbed against me. Just us I thought that both the tree and I were going to fall, a hand touched me . It was my teacher. I held her with all my strength, then shook with joy to feel the solid earth under my feet.

Miss Sullivan stayed with Helen for many year. She taught Helen how to read, how to write and how to speak. She helped her to get ready for school and college. More than anything, Helen wanted to do what others did, and do it just as well. In time Helen did go to college and completed her studies with high honors. But it was a hard struggle. Few of the books she needed were written in the Braille language that the blind could read by touching pages. Miss Sullivan and others had to teach her what was in these books by forming words in her hands. The study of geometry and physics was especially difficult. Helen could only learn about squares, triangles and other geometrical forms by making them with wires. She kept feeling the different shapes of these wires until she could see them in her mind.

During her second year college Miss Keller wrote the story of her life and what a college meant to her. This is what she wrote.

My first day at Radcliffe college was of great interest. Some powerful force inside me made me test my mind. I wanted to learn if it was as good as that of others. I learned many things at college. One thing I slowly learned was that knowledge does not just mean power, as some people say. Knowledge leads to happiness because to have it is to know what is true and real. To know what great man of the past had thought, said, and done is to feel the heartbeat of humanity down through the ages.

All of Helen Kellers knowledge reached her mind through her sense of touch and smell, and of course her feelings. To know a flower was to touch it, feel it and smell it. This sense of touch became greatly developed as she got older. She once said that hands speak almost as loudly as words. She said the touch of some hands frightened her. The people seemed so empty of joy that when she touched their cold fingers it is as if she were shaking bands with a storm. She found the hands of others full of sunshine and warmth. Strangely enough Helen Keller learned to love things she could not hear, music for example. She did this through her sense of touch. When waves of air beat against her, she felt them. Sometimes she put her hand to a singers throat. She often stood for hours with her hands on a piano while it was played. Once she listened to an organ. Its powerful songs made her moved her body in rhythm with the music. She also liked to go to museums. She thought she understood sculptures as well as others. Her fingers told her the true size and the feel of the material.

What did Helen Keller think of herself, what did she think about the tragic lost of her sight and hearing. This is what she wrote as a young girl.

Sometimes a sense of loneliness covers me like a cold mist. I sit alone, and wait at life s shut-door. Beyond there is light and music and sweet friendship. But I may not enter. Silence sits heavy upon my soul. Then comes hope with a sweet smile and said

softly " There is joy in forgetting oneself And so I tried to make the light in others eyes my sun, the music in others ears my symphony, the smile on others lips my happiness.

Helen Keller was tall and strong. When she spoke, her face looked very alive. It helped to give meaning to her words. She often felt the faces of close friends when she was talking to them to discover their feelings. She and Miss Sullivan both were known for their sense of humor. They enjoyed jokes and laughing at funny things that happened to themselves or others. Helen Keller had to work hard to support herself after she finished college. She spoke to many groups around the country. She wrote several books and she made one movie based on her life. Her main goal was to increase public interest in the difficulties of people with physical problems. The work Helen Keller and Anne Sullivan did has been written and talked about for many years. Their success showed how people can conquer great difficulties. Anne Sullivan died in 1936, blind herself. Before Miss Sullivan died, Helen wrote and said many kind things about her.

It was the genius of my teacher, her sympathy, her love which made my first years of education so beautiful. My teacher is so near to me that I do not think of myself as a part from her. All the best of me belongs to her. Everything I am today was awakened by her loving touch .

Helen Keller died on June 1st, 1968. She was 87 year old. Her message of courage and hope remains.

In china, people believe that, at the beginning, the tiger and the cat were friends, and the cat was much smarter than the tiger .

The cat learned the physical skills quickly, and the tiger was always behind.    Gradually, the tiger had to learn from the cat, and the cat was patient to teach the tiger.     Day after day, month after month, finally, the tiger could also run, jump, roll, grasp, tear, and strike as well as the cat.   One summer afternoon, the cat was taking a nap as the tiger sitting nearby.   Looking at the cat, the tiger suddenly thought, why should he keep befriending with such a small animal since he had already learnt all the skills from the cat?    The evil tiger decided to kill the sleeping cat as a before dinner snack. The tiger stood up and approached the cat viciously.   Just as this moment, the cat woke up. Opening up her eyes, the smart cat immediately realized what the tiger was trying to do and swiftly jumped onto a nearby tall tree and climbed to the top branch.     The tiger thought he had already learned every skill from the cat . But he never knew that the cat had hidden the tree climbing from him.  “I kept the last technique of the tree climbing from you just because I suspected you might be can ungrateful friend.”The cat loudly told the tiger who watched under the tree helplessly.

Once upon a time there was a miser. He hid his gold under a tree. Every week he used to dig it up.

One night a robber stole all the gold. When the miser came again, he found nothing but an empty hole.

He was surprised, and then burst into tears.All the neighbors gathered around him. He told them how he used to come and visit his gold.

"Did you ever take any of it out?" asked one of them. "No," he said, "I only came to look at it." "Then come again and look at the hole," said the neighbor, "it will be the same as looking at the gold."

从前，有个守财奴将他的金块埋到一棵树下，每周他都去把他挖出来看看。

一天晚上，一个小偷挖走了所有的金块。 守财奴再来查看时，发现除了一个空洞什么都没有了。

守财奴便捶胸痛哭。哭声引来了邻居，他告诉他们这里原来有他的金块。

问明了原因后，一个邻居问："你使用过这些金块吗?" "没用过，" 他说，"我只是时常来看看。""那么，以后再来看这个洞，"邻居说，"就像以前有金块时一样。"

The Blacksmith And Dog

Those who will not work deserve to starve.

A Blacksmith had a little Dog, which used to sleep when his master was at work, but was very wide awake indeed when it was time for meals.

One day his master pretended to be disgusted at this, xiaogushi8.com and then he had thrown him a bone as usual, he said, “What on earth is the good of a lazy cur like you?”

When I am hammering away at my anvil, you just curl up and go to sleep: but no sooner do I stop for a mouthful of food than you wake up and wag your tail to be fed.

Winter, accompanied by roar of the cold wind, quietly came.

On the road, pedestrians are few, we all wrapped themselves tightly, in the biting cold in the hurry through. Only the roadside that bare tree greet the north of the whistling, enjoy the swing.

Field, the vitality of the green grass of the grass, can not afford the destruction of the frost, are low head - withered. There was a khaki in the field, and there was only the cucumber and the scarecrow who scared off the sparrow there, standing alone.

Small river, has formed a thick layer of ice, is so transparent, so crystal, like a crystal. Nature The great sculptor engraves many enchanting ice on the crystal clear ice. These contests and bustling ice, so that people will be a favorite of love, and some like proud of frosting snow plum, and some like slim lotus, and some like a flower in the gentleman - orchids, and some are like a Flowers Chaofeng map, in the middle there is only the beautiful Phoenix. That ice is so hard, even if you use a big brick to smash, presumably it does not help.

Ah, look fast, snow it! White flawless snowflakes like catkins, have numerous for us to hang up the vast sky through the snow curtain. Through the jitter of the snow looked away, that distant trees house, vague, as if in the fog, like in the clouds, it is particularly good looking.