长篇英文寓言
短篇英语寓言故事
作者：佚名 来源：本站整理 更新时间：2006年06月15日A Leaf from Heaven
HIGH up in the clear, pure air flew an angel, with a flower plucked from the garden of heaven. As he was kissing the flower a very little leaf fell from it and sunk down into the soft earth in the middle of a wood. It immediately took root, sprouted, and sent out shoots among the other plants.
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What a ridiculous little shoot!” said one. “No one will recognize it; not even the thistle nor the stinging-nettle.”
“It must be a kind of garden plant,” said another; and so they sneered and despised the plant as a thing from a garden.
“Where are you coming?” said the tall thistles whose leaves were all armed with thorns. “It is stupid nonsense to allow yourself to shoot out in this way; we are not here to support you.”
Winter came, and the plant was covered with snow, but the snow glittered over it as if it had sunshine beneath as well as above.
When spring came, the plant appeared in full bloom: a more beautiful object than any other plant in the forest. And now the professor of botany presented himself, one who could explain his knowledge in black and white. He examined and tested the plant, but it did not belong to his system of botany, nor could he possibly find out to what class it did belong. “It must be some degenerate species,” said he; “I do not know it, and it is not mentioned in any system.”
“Not known in any system!” repeated the thistles and the nettles.
The large trees which grew round it saw the plant and heard the remarks, but they said not a word either good or bad, which is the wisest plan for those who are ignorant.
There passed through the forest a poor innocent girl; her heart was pure, and her understanding increased by her faith. Her chief inheritance had been an old Bible, which she read and valued. From its pages she heard the voice of God speaking to her, and telling her to remember what was said of Joseph's brethren when persons wished to injure her. “They imagined evil in their hearts, but God turned it to good.” If we suffer wrongfully, if we are misunderstood or despised, we must think of Him who was pure and holy, and who prayed for those who nailed Him to the cross, “Father forgive them, for they know not what they do.”
The girl stood still before the wonderful plant, for the green leaves exhaled a sweet and refreshing fragrance, and the flowers glittered and sparkled in the sunshine like colored flames, and the harmony of sweet sounds lingered round them as if each concealed within itself a deep fount of melody, which thousands of years could not exhaust. With pious gratitude the girl looked upon this glorious work of God, and bent down over one of the branches, that she might examine the flower and inhale the sweet perfume. Then a light broke in on her mind, and her heart expanded. Gladly would she have plucked a flower, but she could not overcome her reluctance to break one off. She knew it would so soon fade; so she took only a single green leaf, carried it home, and laid it in her Bible, where it remained ever green, fresh, and unfading. Between the pages of the Bible it still lay when, a few weeks afterwards, that Bible was laid under the young girl's head in her coffin. A holy calm rested on her face, as if the earthly remains bore the impress of the truth that she now stood in the presence of God.
In the forest the wonderful plant still continued to bloom till it grew and became almost a tree, and all the birds of passage bowed themselves before it.
“That plant is a foreigner, no doubt,” said the thistles and the burdocks. “We can never conct ourselves like that in this country.” And the black forest snails actually spat at the flower.
Then came the swineherd; he was collecting thistles and shrubs to burn them for the ashes. He pulled up the wonderful plant, roots and all, and placed it in his bundle. “This will be as useful as any,” he said; so the plant was carried away.
Not long after, the king of the country suffered from the deepest melancholy. He was diligent and instrious, but employment did him no good. They read deep and learned books to him, and then the lightest and most trifling that could be found, but all to no purpose. Then they applied for advice to one of the wise men of the world, and he sent them a message to say that there was one remedy which would relieve and cure him, and that it was a plant of heavenly origin which grew in the forest in the king's own dominions. The messenger described the flower so that is appearance could not be mistaken.
Then said the swineherd, “I am afraid I carried this plant away from the forest in my bundle, and it has been burnt to ashes long ago. But I did not know any better.”
“You did not know, any better! Ignorance upon ignorance indeed!”
The poor swineherd took these words to heart, for they were addressed to him; he knew not that there were others who were equally ignorant. Not even a leaf of the plant could be found. There was one, but it lay in the coffin of the dead; no one knew anything about it.
Then the king, in his melancholy, wandered out to the spot in the wood. “Here is where the plant stood,” he said; “it is a sacred place.” Then he ordered that the place should be surrounded with a golden railing, and a stationed near it.
The botanical professor wrote a long treatise about the heavenly plant, and for this he was loaded with gold, which improved the position of himself and his family.
And this part is really the most pleasant part of the story. For the plant had disappeared, and the king remained as melancholy and sad as ever, but the sentry said he had always been so.
I. Reference Version (参考译文)
在稀薄的、清爽的空气中，有一个安琪儿拿着天上花园中的一朵花在高高地飞。当她在吻着这朵花的时候，有一小片花瓣落到树林中潮湿的地上。这花瓣马上就生了根，并且在许多别的植物中间冒出芽来。“这真是一根很滑稽的插枝。”别的植物说。蓟和荨麻都不认识它。
“这一定是花园里长的一种植物！”它们说，并且还发出一声冷笑。它们认为它是花园里的一种植物而开它的玩笑。但是它跟别的植物不同；它在不停地生长；它把长枝子向四面伸开来。“你要伸到什么地方去呢？”高大的蓟说。它的每片叶子都长满了刺。“你占的地方太多！这真是岂有此理！我们可不能扶持你呀！”
冬天来了；雪把植物盖住了。不过雪层上发出光，好像有太阳从底下照上来似的。在春天的时候，这棵植物开出花来；它比树林里的任何植物都要美丽。
这时来了一位植物学教授。他有许多学位来说明他的身份。他对这棵植物望了一眼，检验了一番；但是他发现他的植物体系内没有这种东西。他简直没有办法把它分类。“它是一种变种！”他说。“我不认识它，它不属于任何一科！”“不属于任何一科！”蓟和荨麻说。周围的许多大树都听到了这些话。它们也看出来了，这种植物不属于它们的系统。但是它们什么话也不说——不说坏话，也不说好话。对于傻子说来，这是一种最聪明的办法。
这时有一个贫苦的天真女孩子走过树林。她的心很纯洁；因为她有信心，所以她的理解力很强。她全部的财产只是一部很旧的《圣经》，不过她在每页书上都听见上帝的声音：如果有人想对你做坏事，你要记住约瑟的故事——“他们在心里想着坏事情，但是上帝把它变成最好的东西。”如果你受到委屈，被人误解或者被人侮辱，你只须记住上帝：他是一个最纯洁、最善良的人。他为那些讥笑他和把他钉上十字架的人祈祷：“天父，请原谅他们吧，他们不知道他们自己在做什么事情！”
女孩子站在这棵稀奇的植物面前——它的绿叶发出甜蜜和清新的香气，它的花朵在太阳光中射出五光十色的焰火般的光彩。每朵花发出一种音乐，好像它里面有一股音乐的泉水，几千年也流不尽。女孩子怀着虔诚的心情，望着造物主的这些美丽的创造。她顺手把一根枝条拉过来，细看它上面的花朵，闻一闻这些花朵的香气。她心里轻松起来，感到一种愉快。她很想摘下一朵花，但是她不忍把它折断，因为这样花就会凋谢了。她只是摘下一片绿叶。她把它带回家来，夹在《圣经》里。叶子在这本书里永远保持新鲜，从来没有凋谢。叶子就这样藏在《圣经》里。几个星期以后，当这女孩子躺在棺材里的时候，《圣经》 就放在她的头底下。她安静的脸上露出了一种庄严的、死后的虔诚的表情，好像她的这个尘世的躯壳，就说明她现在已经是在上帝面前。
但是那棵奇异的植物仍然在树林里开着花。它很快就要长成一棵树了。许多候鸟，特别是鹳鸟和燕子，都飞到这儿来，在它面前低头致敬。“这东西已经有点洋派头了！”蓟和牛蒡说。“我们这些本乡生长的植物从来没有这副样子！” 黑蜗牛实际上已经在这植物身上吐粘液了。
这时有一个猪倌来了。他正在采集荨麻和蔓藤，目的是要把它们烧出一点灰来。这棵奇异的植物也被连根拔起来了，扎在一个柴捆里。“也叫它能够有点用处！”他说，同时他也就这样做了。
但是这个国家的君主多少年以来一直害着很重的忧郁病。他是非常忙碌和勤俭，但是这对他的病却没有什么帮助。人们念些深奥的书给他听，或念些世上最轻松的读物给他听，但这对他的病也没有什么好处。人们请教世界上一个最聪明的人，这人派来一个信使。信使对大家说，要减轻和治好国王的病，现在只有一种药方。“在国王的领土里，有一个树林里长着一棵来自天上的植物。它的形状是如此这般，人们决不会弄错。”这儿还附带有一张关于这棵植物的图解，谁一看就可以认得出来。“它不论在冬天或夏天都是绿的。人们只须每天晚上摘下一片新鲜的叶子，把它放在国王的额上，那么国王的头脑就会变得清新，他夜间就会做一个美丽的梦，他第二天也就会有精神了。”这个说明已经是够清楚了。所有的医生和那位植物学教授都到树林里去——是的，不过这棵植物在什么地方呢？
“我想我已经把它扎进柴捆里去了！”猪倌说，“它早就已经烧成灰了。别的事情我不知道！” “你不知道！”大家齐声说。“啊，愚蠢啊！愚蠢啊！你是多么伟大啊！”猪倌听到这话可能感到非常难过，因为这是专讲给他一个人听的。他们连一片叶子也没有找到。那唯一的一片叶子是藏在那个死女孩的棺材里，而这事情谁也不知道。
于是国王在极度的忧郁中亲自走到树林中的那块地方去。“那棵植物曾经在这儿生长过！”他说。“这是一块神圣的地方！”于是这块地的周围就竖起了一道金栏杆。有一个哨兵日夜在这儿站岗。
植物学教授写了一篇关于这棵天上植物的论文。他凭这篇论文得到了勋章。这对他说来是一件很愉快的事情，而且对于他和他的家庭也非常相称。
事实上这是这整个故事最有趣的一段，因为这棵植物不见了。国王仍然是忧郁和沮丧的。“不过他一直是这样。”哨兵说。
New Words and Expressions 生词和词组
1. pluck v. 采，摘
2. sprout v. 发芽，抽条
3. sneer v. 嘲笑，讥笑
4. degenerate a. 退化的，变性的
5. brethren n. （古）兄弟，代指约瑟
6. swineherd n. 猪倌
7. melancholy n. 忧郁，意气消沉
8. dominion n. 统治，领土
9. sentry n. 卫兵，警卫
10.treatise n. （专题）论文
2. 英语寓言故事
1、A man was going to the house of some rich person. As he went along the road, he saw a box of good apples at the side of the road. He said, "I do not want to eat those apples; for the rich man will give me much food;
he will give me very nice food to eat." Then he took the apples and threw them away into the st.
He went on and came to a river. The river had become very big; so he could not go over it. He waited for some time; then he said, "I cannot go to the rich man's house today, for I cannot get over the river."
He began to go home. He had eaten no food that day. He began to want food. He came to the apples, and he was glad to take them out of the st and eat them.
Do not throw good things away; you may be glad to have them at some other time.
【译文】
一个人正朝着一个富人的房子走去，当他沿着路走时，在路的一边他发现一箱好苹果，他说：“我不打算吃那些苹果，因为富人会给我更多的食物，他会给我很好吃的东西。”然后他拿起苹果，一把扔到土里去。
他继续走，来到河边，河涨水了，因此，他到不了河对岸，他等了一会儿，然后他说：“今天我去不了富人家了，因为我不能渡过河。”
他开始回家，那天他没有吃东西。他就开始去找吃的，他找到苹果，很高兴地把它们从尘土中翻出来吃了。
不要把好东西扔掉，换个时候你会觉得它们大有用处。
3. 英语寓言(长一点，大约七百个词）
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The Frog in the Shallow Well
（井底之蛙）
Have you heard of the frog that lived in a shallow well? It said to a turtle that lived in the East Sea,
"I am so happy! When I go out, I jump about on the railing beside the mouth of the well. When I
come home, I rest in the holes on the broken wall of the well. If I jump into the water,it comes up
to my armpits and holds up my cheeks. If I walk in the mud, it covers up my feet. I look around at
the wriggly worms, crabs and tadpoles, and none of them can compare with me. I am lord of this
trough of water and I stand up tall in this shallow well. I’ happy. My dear sir, why don"t you
come over and look around my place?"
Before the turtle from the East Sea could get its left foot in the well, its right knee got stuck. It
hesitated and retreated. The turtle told the frog about the East Sea.
"Even a distance of a thousand li cannot give you an idea of the sea"s width; even a height of a
thousand ren cannot give you an idea of its depth. In the time of King Yu of the Xia dynasty, there
were floods nine years out of ten, but the waters in the sea did not increase. In the time of King
Tang of the Shang dynasty there were droughts seven years out of eight, but the waters in the sea
did not decrease. The sea does not change with the passage of time and its level does not rise or
fall according to the amount of rain that falls. The greatest happiness is to live in the East Sea."
After listening to these words, the frog of the shallow well was shocked into realization of his own
insignificance and became very ill at ease.
2he Incident That Changed a Man’s Life
On all the roads about Goderville, the peasants were coming toward the town, for it was market day.
Some led a cow or a calf, and some carried on their arms great baskets, from which heads of chickens or of cks were thrust forth.
Master Hauchecorne, from Breaute, was walking toward the central square when he observed a remnant of string lying on the ground.
Economical, like every true Norman, he thought that it was well to pick up everything that may be of use, and he stooped painfully, for he suffered with rheumatism.
He was just about to roll it up carefully when he noticed, standing in the doorway watching him, Monsieur Malandain, the harness maker, with whom he had formerly had a dispute over a harness.
Hauchecorne felt a sort of shame at being seen thus by his enemy, fumbling in the mud for a bit of string.
He hurriedly concealed his treasure; then he pretended to look on the ground for something else, which he didn’t find; and finally he went on toward the market, his head thrust forward, bent double by his pains.
He lost himself at once in the slowmoving, shouting crowd, kept in a state of continuous excitement by the interminable bargaining.
The peasants felt of the cows, went away, returned, sorely perplexed, always afraid of being cheated.
The women listened to offers for their fowls, adhered to their prices, short of speech and impassive of face; or else, suddenly deciding to accept the lower price offered, would call out to the customer as he walked slowly away: “all right ,Mast’Anthime. You can have it.”
Then, little by little, at the approach of midday, the square became empty as the peasants and the customers betook themselves to the various inns for their meal.
At Jourdain’s the common room was full of customers feasting on chickens, pigeons, and legs of mutton.
Suddenly a drum rolled in the yard, and in an instant everybody was on his feet, save a few indifferent ones; and they all ran to the door and windows.
Having finished his long tattoo, the public crier shouted in a jerky voice,making his pauses in the wrong places:
“The people of Godervile, and all those present at the market are informed that between nine and ten o’clock this morning on the Beuzeville―road, a black leather wallet was lost, containing five hundred Francs, and business papers. The finder is requested to carry it to the major’s office at once, or to Master Fortune Houlbreque of Manneville. A reward of twenty francs will be paid.”
Then he went away, leaving the dinners to discuss the incident, reckoning Master Houlbreque’s chance of recovering his wallet.
They were finishing their coffee when the corporal of gendarmes appeared in the doorway and inquired for Master Hauchecorne of Breaute, instructing him to appear at the mayor’s office.
The pesant, surprised and disturbed, drank his petit verre at one swallow, rose, and started off, repeating: “Here I am, here I am.”
The major was waiting for them seated in an armchair, pompous, stout, and solemn-faced.
“Master Hauchecorne,” he said, “you were seen this morning, on the Beuzewille road, picking up the wallet lost by Master Houlbreque of Manneville.”
The rustic, mbfounded, stared at the mayor, already alarmed by this suspicion which had fallen upon him, although he failed to understand it.
He denied the accusation, upon which the mayor informed Monsieur Malandain, the harness marker.
Then the old man remembered and understood; and flushing with anger, he cried: “Ah! He saw me, did he, that sneak? He saw me pick up this string, look m’sieu’ mayor.”
And fumbling in the depths of his pocket, he proced the little piece of cord.
But he mayor was increlous and shook his head. “You won’t make me believe, Madter Hauchecorne, that Monsieur Malandain, who is a man deserving of credit, mistook this string for a wallet.”
“It’s God’s own truth, the sacred truth, all the same, m’sieu’ mayor. I say it again, by my soul and my salvation.”
“After picking it up,” rejoined the mayor,” you hunted a long while in the mud, to see if some piece of money hadn’t fallen out.”
The good man was overcome by wrath and fear.
“If anyone can tell—if anyone can tell lies that, to ruin an honest man! If anyone can say –”
To no purpose did he protest; he was not believed, but confronted with Monsieur Malandain.
They insulted each other for a whole hour ring which ,at his own request, Master Hauchecorne was searched.
They found nothing on him.
The mayor, perplexed, discharged him but warned that he proposed to inform the prosecuting attorney’s office and to ask for orders.
The news had spread. On leaving the mayor’s office, the old man was surrounded and questioned with serious or bantering curiosity.
When he began to tell the story of the string, they laughed at him.
He went his way, stopping his acquaintances, repeating again and again his story and his protestations, showing his pockets turned inside out, to prove that he had nothing.
They said to him: “You old rogue ,va !”
And he lashed himself into a rage, feverish with excitement, desperate because he was not believed, at a loss what to do, and still telling his story until night fell.
He was ill over it at night.
The next afternoon, about one o’clock, a farm hand employed by a farmer of Ymauville surrendered the wallet and its contents.
He claimed that he had found it on the road; but, being unable to read the name, he had carried it home and given it to his employer.
When the news reached Master Hauchecorne he started out triumphant to tell his story again.
He noticed,however, that people seemed to laugh while they listened to him –they did not seem convinced.
He felt as if remarks were made behind his back.
And then, on Tuesday of the next week, he went to market at Goderville, impelled solely by the longing to tell his story and have someone believe him.
He accosted a farmer from Criquetot, who did not let him finish, but poked him in the pit of his stomach, and shouted in his face: “Go on, you old fox !” Then he turned on his heel.
When he was seated at the table in Jourdain’s Inn, he was interrupted by a horse trader from Montvillivers: “Nonsense, nonsense, you old dodger! I know all about your string!”
“But they have found the wallet!” faltered Hauchecorne.
“None of that, old boy; there’s one who finds it, and there’s one who carries it back. I don’t know just how you did it, but I understand you.”
The peasant was fairly stunned. He understood at last.
He was accused of having sent the wallet back by a confederate, an accomplice.
He returned home, shamefaced and indignant, suffocated by wrath, by confusion, and all the more cast down because, with his Norman cunning, he was quite capable of doing the thing with which he was charged, and even of boasting of it as a shrewd trick.
His innocence was impossible to established, his craftiness being so well known.
And he was cut to the heart by the injustice of the suspicion.
He made the story longer, added new arguments, and made more solemn oaths, but the more complicated his defense the less he was believed.
He exhausted himself in vain efforts; he grew perceptibly thinner and in late December, took to his bed.
In January he died, in the delirium of his death agony still protesting his innocence, repeating, “A little piece of string –a little piece of string –see, here it is, m’sieu’ mayor .”
4. 求，英文版寓言故事
画蛇添足
Once upon a time， was a nobleman who gave some wine to his servants．The wine was not enough for all．The servants finally decided whoever first finished drawing a snake on the ground would get the cup of wine．One of the servants finished drawing first．He took up the cup， and was about to drink the wine，when he thought of adding feet to the snake．He went on drawing．Then another servant finished drawing his snake．He snatched the wine cup and drank up the wine，saying．“It is I who first finished drawing the snake．What you have drawn is not a snake．A snake doesn't have feet．”
5. 英语寓言故事带翻译
The Cock and the Jewel
A COCK, scratching for food for himself and his hens, found a precious stone and exclaimed: ＂If your owner had found thee(you), and not I, he would have taken thee(you) up, and have set thee in thy first estate; but I have found thee(you) for no purpose. I would rather have one barleycorn than all the jewels in the world.＂
公鸡与宝玉
一只公鸡在田野里为自己和母鸡们寻找食物。他发现了一块宝玉，便对宝玉说：“若不是我，而是你的主人找到了你，他会非常珍惜地把你捡起来；但我发现了你却毫无用处。我与其得到世界上一切宝玉，倒不如得到一颗麦子好。”
故事告诉我们： 自己需要的东西才是真正珍贵的。grape Hungry of the fox see the grape to up hang the radiant and extremely keen grape of a string, saliva direct current, and want to pick to eat, but again Can not take off.See in a short while, helplessly walked, and his side walk the side oneself to comfort to by oneself say:＂ this grape have noes familiar, affirmative Is sour.＂ This is to say, and the some person's ability is small, and do to not accomplish anything, borrow to say the opportune moment immaturity. 狐狸和葡萄 饥饿的狐狸看见葡萄架上挂着一串串晶莹剔透的葡萄，口水直流，想要摘下来吃，但又 摘不到。看了一会儿，无可奈何地走了，他边走边自己安慰自己说：“这葡萄没有熟，肯定 是酸的。” 这就是说，有些人能力小，做不成事，就借口说时机未成熟。
A man was going to the house of some rich person. As he went along the road, he saw a box of good apples at the side of the road. He said, "I do not want to eat those apples; for the rich man will give me much food; he will give me very nice food to eat." Then he took the apples and threw them away into the st.
He went on and came to a river. The river had become very big; so he could not go over it. He waited for some time; then he said, "I cannot go to the rich man's house today, for I cannot get over the river."
He began to go home. He had eaten no food that day. He began to want food. He came to the apples, and he was glad to take them out of the st and eat them.
Do not throw good things away; you may be glad to have them at some other time.
一个人正朝着一个富人的房子走去，当他沿着路走时，在路的一边他发现一箱好苹果，他说：“我不打算吃那些苹果，因为富人会给我更多的食物，他会给我很好吃的东西。”然后他拿起苹果，一把扔到土里去。
他继续走，来到河边，河涨水了，因此，他到不了河对岸，他等了一会儿，然后他说：“今天我去不了富人家了，因为我不能渡过河。”
他开始回家，那天他没有吃东西。他就开始去找吃的，他找到苹果，很高兴地把它们从尘土中翻出来吃了。
不要把好东西扔掉，换个时候你会觉得它们大有用处。
6. 寓言〈英文版〉
《寓言》这首歌用的是现成曲调。
高潮部分（“我才发现梦想与现实间的差别…专…很高很远在我的世界”）引用属的是一首古曲，听我们一位搞音乐的同学说，是古典乐大师塞米斯蒂安·巴赫的一首管风琴曲中的一段。
这段音乐有些人可能熟悉。2003年秋天，CCTV（1、2、5套）有一个“宇通客车”的广告，其中的插曲正是这段慢板的曲子，是女高音的独唱。
7. 英文版的中文寓言故事
When
he
was
about
to
give
up,
an
idea
came
to
him.
He
took
a
pebble
and
dropped
it
into
the
pitcher.
Then
he
took
another
and
dropped
it
in.
Graally,
the
water
rose,
and
the
crow
was
able
to
drink
the
water.
口渴的乌鸦
一只乌鸦口渴了，到处找水喝。终于，他找到了一个大水罐。
然而回，水罐里面的水并不答多，他的尖嘴够不到水面，他试了一次又一次，都没有成功。
就在他想放弃的时候，他突然想到一个主意。乌鸦叼来了一块小石子投到水罐里，接着又叼了一块又一块石头放进去。
渐渐地，水面升高了。乌鸦高兴地喝到了水。
寓意：有些东西虽然看起来微不足道，但如果积少成多，便会带来很大变化。
8. 关于英文的内容的寓言
The Bear and the Fox熊与狐狸
A BEAR boasted very much of his philanthropy, saying that of all animals he was the most tender in his regard for man, for he had such respect for him that he would not even touch his dead body. A Fox hearing these words said with a smile to the Bear, "Oh! that you would eat the dead and not the living."
有一头熊大肆吹嘘，说他很爱人类，因为他从不吃死人。一只狐狸对他说：“但愿你把 死人撕得粉碎，而不要危害那些活着的人。”
这故事适用于生活中那些假装善良的恶人。
The Swallow and the Crow燕子与乌鸦 THE SWALLOW and the Crow had a contention about their plumage. The Crow put an end to the dispute by saying, "Your feathers are all very well in the spring, but mine protect me against the winter."
Fair weather friends are not worth much.
燕子与乌鸦争吵谁最美丽。乌鸦对燕子说：“春天才能看到你美丽的外貌，我的身体却 可以抵御冬季的严寒。”
这是说，健康的身体是最漂亮的外貌。
The Mountain in Labor山震
A MOUNTAIN was once greatly agitated. Loud groans and noises were heard, and crowds of people came from all parts to see what was the matter. While they were assembled in anxious expectation of some terrible calamity, out came a Mouse.
Don't make much ado about nothing. 有一次，一座大山发生了大震动，震动发出的声音就像大声的呻吟和喧闹。许多人云集 在山下观看，不知发生了什么事。当他们焦急地聚集在那里，担心看到什么不祥之兆时，仅 看见从山里跑出一只老鼠。
这是说庸人多自忧。
The Ass, the Fox, and the Lion驴子、狐狸与狮子
THE ASS and the Fox, having entered into partnership together for their mutual protection, went out into the forest to hunt. They had not proceeded far when they met a Lion. The Fox, seeing imminent danger, approached the Lion and promised to contrive for him the capture of the Ass if the Lion would pledge his word not to harm the Fox. Then, upon assuring the Ass that he would not be injured, the Fox led him to a deep pit and arranged that he should fall into it. The Lion, seeing that the Ass was secured, immediately clutched the Fox, and attacked the Ass at his leisure.
驴子与狐狸俩合伙去打猎。他们突然遇见了狮子，狐狸见大事不妙，立即跑到狮子面 前，许诺把驴子交给他，只要自己免于危险。狮子答应可以，狐狸便引诱驴子掉进了一个陷 阱里。狮子见驴子已不能再逃跑，便立即先抓住狐狸吃了，然后再去吃驴子。
这是说，那些出卖朋友，背叛友谊的人也得不到好下场。
9. 英文寓言
Some boys, playing near a pond, saw a number of Frogs in the water and began to pelt them with stones.
They killed several of them, when one of the Frogs, lifting his head out of the water, cried out:
"Pray stop, my boys: what is sport to you, is death to us."
结论:One man's pleasure may be another's pain.
10. 英文寓言故事
Nails
Has a bad temper of the boy, his father gave him a bag of nails. And told him that whenever he lost his temper when a nail on the nail in the backyard on the fence. The first day, the boy has nailed 37 nails. Slowly, under the nail every day to rece the quantity of nails, he found that control of their temper than those under the nail nails easy. Thus, there is one day, the boy never lost patience, temper chaos. His father told him the matter. The father said, and now whenever he can begin to control their own temper when a nail on the pull-out. One day later, the last boy's father told him, he finally put all the nails to pull out come.
His father shook his hand, came to the backyard, said: "You're doing a good job and my child, but look at the fence on the hole. These fences will never be able to restore to before it. You angry when Say these words like nails, like a scar left. If you take a knife and stabbed someone else knife, no matter how many times do you say I am
raptao 2009-3-21 15:25:23
翻译：
钉子
有一个坏脾气的男孩，他父亲给了他一袋钉子。并且告诉他，每当他发脾气的时候就钉一个钉子在后院的围栏上。第一天，这个男孩钉下了37根钉子。慢慢地，每天钉下的钉子数量减少了，他发现控制自己的脾气要比钉下那些钉子容易。于是，有一天，这个男孩再也不会失去耐性，乱发脾气。他告诉父亲这件事情。父亲又说，现在开始每当他能控制自己脾气的时候，就拔出一根钉子。一天天过去了，最后男孩告诉他的父亲，他终于把所有钉子给拔出来了。
父亲握着他的手，来到后院说：“你做得很好，我的好孩子，但是看看那些围栏上的洞。这些围栏将永远不能恢复到从前的样子。你生气的时候说的话就像这些钉子一样留下疤痕。如果你拿刀子捅别人一刀，不管你说了多少次对不起，那个伤口将永远存在。话语的伤痛就像真实的伤痛一样令人无法承受。”
人与人之间常常因为一些无法释怀的僵持，而造成永远的伤害。如果我们都能从自己做起，开始宽容地看待他人，相信你一定能收到许多意想不到的结果。为别人开启一扇窗，也就是让自己看到更完整的天空。