英语故事-KindWoodcutter

1、英语故事Kind WoodcutterOnce in times long past a woodcutter wentto the forest to chop some wood. He came up to a birch-tree and waved his axe and the birch-tree spoke up in a humanvoice and said ：“ Do not killme， woodcutter ！ I amyoung and havemany children. What will they do without me ？”The woodcutter

2、 took pity on the birch-tree. He came up to an oak-tree and was about to chop it down but the oak-tree saw the axe in his hands and said in pleading tones：“ Do not kill me ， woodcutter ！ I m not yet fully grown and my acorns aren t yet ripe. If they are destroyed now no grove will ever spring up aro

3、und me. ”The woodcutter took pity on the oak-tree. He cameup to an ash-tree and wanted to chop it down but the ash-tree saw the axe in his hands and said in pleading tones：“ Do not kill me ， woodcutter ！ Only yesterday didmy bride and I plight our troth. What will become of her ifI am chopped down ？

4、The woodcutter took pity on the ash-tree. He came up to a maple-tree and was about to chop it down， but themaple-tree spoke up in pleading tones and said ：“ Do not killme，woodcutter ！ For my children aresmall and have been taught no trade. They will perish without me.”The woodcutter took pity on the

5、 maple-tree. He came up to an alder-tree and wanted to cut it down， but the alder-tree saw the axe in his hands and said in pleading tones ：“ Donot kill me， woodcutter ！ This is just the time when I feed the tiny wood bugs with my milk. What will become of them if I am chopped down ？”The woodcutter

6、took pity on the alder-tree. He came up to an aspen-tree and wanted to chop it down， but theaspen-tree spoke up-tearfully and said ：“ Do not killme，woodcutter ！ What was life givenme for but for me to rustle my leaves in the wind and frighten the highwaymen at night ！ What is to become of good and h

7、onest folk if I am chopped down ？”The woodcutter took pity on the aspen-tree. He camebut theup to a bird-cherry tree and wanted to chop it down bird-cherry tree saw the axe in his hands and said in pleading tones ：“ Do not kill me ， woodcutter ！ I am in full bloom now and the nightingales like to pe

8、rch on rny branches and sing their songs. If I amchopped down they will fly away and their songs will be heard no more. ”The woodcutter took pity on the bird-cherry tree.He cameup to a rowan-tree and wanted to chop it down， but the rowan-tree spoke up in pleading tones and said：“ Do not kill me ， wo

9、odcutter ！ I have only just flowered out. Clusters of berries will soon grow up on me and the birds will feed on them in autumn and winter. What will become of them if I am chopped down ？”The woodcutter took pity on the rowan-tree.“ It s no use，I ll never be able to bring myselfto cut downany of the

10、 leaf-bearing trees ！ ” said he to himself.“ I d better try my luck with the conifers.”He cameup to a spruce-tree and wanted to cut it down， but the spruce-tree saw the axe in his hands and said in pleading tones ：“ Do not killme， woodcutter ！ Wait till I grow to myfull height ， for then you will be

11、 able to makefloor boardsof me. Now ， while I m still growing ， people can take joy the year round in the sight of my green branches.”The woodcutter took pity on the spruce-tree. He came up to a pine-tree and was about to chop it down， but thepine-tree saw the axe in his hands and burst into tears.“

12、 Do not kill me ， woodcutter ！ ” it begged. “ I am still young and strong and my green branches ， like those of the spruce-tree ， are a lovely sight ， summer and winter. It will sadden people if I am chopped down. ”The woodcutter took pity on the pine-tree. He came up to a juniper-tree and was about

13、 to cut it down， but thejuniper-tree ， too ， spoke up in piteous tones and said ：“ Do not kill me， woodcutter ！ Of all the trees in the forest I am the one to do the greatest good. I bring good fortune to all and relief to sufferers from a hundred ailments. What will becomeof the menand animals who

14、come to mefor help if I am chopped down ？The woodcutter sat down on a hummock and began to think.“ it s really quite a marvel ！ ” said he to himself.“ I never suspected that trees could talk. NowI know that they can， for they have all begged me not to chop them down. What amI to do？ My heart is not

15、madeof stone that I can withstandtheir pleas. I would gladly leave the forest empty-handed，but what will my wife say when I get home ？”The woodcutter lifted his head and whom should hesee coming out of a thicket but a little old man with a longgrey beard. He had on a shirt of birch bark and a coat o

16、f spruce bark and he came up to the woodcutter and asked ：“ Why do you sit there looking so sad ？ Is it thatyou ve met with some misfortune ？”“ There s no reason for me to be gay， ” the woodcutter replied. “ I came to the forest to chop some wood to bring home. But now I cannot do it ， such are the

17、marvels I have seen here. The forest is alive and every tree thinks and feels and can speak in a human voice. It breaks my heart when they plead with me. I don t care what happens，I cannotbring myself to chop them down. ”The little old man looked at the woodcutter warmlyand said ：“ Thank you for not

18、 having closed your ears to mychildren s pleas and shed their blood. I am indeed gratefuland will repay you for your kindness. From now on you will know great good fortune and never want for firewood or timber oranything else. And that goes for your family ， too. Only you must none of you be overgre

19、edy if you don t want evil to come of good. Take this rod of gold and treasure it as you do the apple of your own eye ！ ”And the little old man gave the woodcutter a golden rod several inches long and no thicker than a knitting needle.“ If you want to build a house or put up a barn or a cow-house， ”

20、said he，“ justcomeup toan ant-hill and wavethe rod overit threetimes.Be careful not totouch theant-hill or damage it but tell the ants to build whatever itis you want and it will be ready by morning. And if you are hungry， tell your cooking pot to cook you whatever it is you fancy and it will do it.

21、 If it s honey you want ， wave thegolden rod over a bee-hive ，and honey-combs fullof fragranthoney will appear on your table. If it is birch or maple syrup ， you long for ， wave the rod over a birch or a maple ， and you will have all you want of it. The alder will give you its milk and the juniper w

22、ill makeyou strong and healthy. Andyou won t have to hunt or fish either ， for your cooking pot will cook you as much meat and fish as you ask for. You have only to tell them， and the spiders will spin you a length of silk or weave you a length of cloth. All this and more will you have in returnfor

23、having spared my children. I am the father of the forestand I rule over all the trees and wild beasts in it.”And bidding the woodcutter goodbye， the little old man vanished.Now， the woodcutter s wife was as ill-tempered and spiteful a woman as can be. Seeing her husband coming toward her empty-hande

24、d ， 1 she rushed out into the yard in a rage.“ Whereis the firewood I sent you for ？” cried she.“ In the forest where I left it to grow， ” thewoodcutter replied ， not raising his voice.This only made the wife angrier still.“ I ve a good mind to take a bunch of birch twigs and give you a hiding with

25、them ， you loafer ！ ” cried she.But the woodcutter waved his rod without her seeing it and said under his breath ：“ Let it be mywife and not methat gets the hiding ！ ”And no sooner were the words out of his mouth than his wife started running up and down the yard ， gasping and crying ：“ Oh！Oh！It hur

26、ts ！Don t！ Please don t ！ ”And she would cover now one ， now another part of her body with her hands to shield herself from the dancing，stinging twigs.At last ， seeing that she had had enough ， the woodcutter ordered the rod to stop. He now knew how much he had the forest father to thank for and was

27、 very pleased that he could bring his shrew of a wife to reason any time he wanted to.That same day the woodcutter decided to try out his golden rod on some ants. He had only one ramshackle old barn to his name and needed a new one badly.He went to the forest ， and ， finding an ant-hill ， waved the

28、rod three times over it and said ：“ Build me a new barn ， ants ， to replace the old one！”And in the morning he came out of his house ， and lo ！ - there in the yard stood a brand-new barn.From that day there was not a happier man than our woodcutter in the whole of the countryside. He did not have to

29、 worry about food ， for whatever he fancied the cooking-pot cooked for him and served ， too ， and all that his wife and he had to do was eat it. Between them ， they had not a care in the world ： the spiders spun their cloth for them， the moles ploughed their fields ， and the ants sowedthe grain and

30、reapedit when the time came. And when the wife had one of her fits of anger ， the golden rod brought her to her senses， so that she was the one to suffer most from her own bad temper. Many a husband in our ownday，I shouldn t wonder， who hears thistale will sigh and say： “ Ah， if only I had a rod like that ！”The woodcutter lived to a ripe old age and never knew a day s unhappiness ， for he never asked of the rod what it was unable to do. Before he died he left the rod to his children ， telling them what the father of the forest had told him and cautioning