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吹牛大王历险记 The Adventures of Baron Munchausen 今天，多吉要讲的是《吹牛大王历险记》。 Today, Duoji brings you The Adventures of Baron Munchausen. 闵希豪森男爵一觉醒来，发现自己的马挂在教堂尖顶上。他只开了一枪，就把马救了下来。 Baron Munchausen woke up to find his horse hanging from a church steeple. With just one shot, he brought it safely down. 更奇怪的是，这位连炮弹都骑过的男爵，每次讲起自己的经历，都坚持说的是真话。 Stranger still, this baron, who had even ridden a cannonball, insisted that all these adventures had really happened. 先听听那匹马，是怎么挂上去的。 But first, how did his horse get up there? 那年冬天，男爵骑马去俄国。天黑了，四周全是雪，既找不到路，也看不见村庄。 One winter, the baron set off for Russia on horseback. By nightfall, snow lay all around him, with no road or village in sight. 他累得走不动，看见一根尖桩露出雪面，就把马拴在上面，自己躺下来睡了。 Too tired to go on, he spotted a pointed post sticking out of the snow. He tied his horse to it, lay down, and went to sleep. 第二天醒来，雪不见了。他躺在村里的墓地上，马却高高地悬在教堂尖顶，吊在风向鸡下面。 When he woke the next morning, the snow was gone. He was lying in the village graveyard, while his horse hung high above him, beneath the weathercock on the church steeple. 原来昨晚的雪厚得埋住了整个村子。他把露出雪面的教堂尖顶，当成了拴马桩。 The snow had been deep enough to bury the whole village. What he had taken for a post was the tip of the church steeple. 夜里天气转暖，雪渐渐融化，把睡着的男爵慢慢送到了地面。马却还拴在高处。 During the night, the weather had warmed up. As the snow melted, it gently lowered the sleeping baron to the ground, but his horse stayed tied up above. 他掏出手枪，瞄准马笼头的系带，一枪打断。马落下来，他骑上就走，继续赶路。 He drew his pistol and shot through the strap holding the horse by its halter. Down came the horse, and off rode the baron to continue his journey. 到了俄国，男爵常去打猎。有一次，一头大公鹿站在面前，他却用光了铅弹。 In Russia, the baron often went hunting. One day, a large stag stood before him, but he had run out of lead shot. 他身上还有些樱桃，便赶紧吮掉果肉，把核装进枪里，压在火药上面，朝鹿开了一枪。 He still had some cherries, so he quickly sucked off the flesh, loaded the stones into his gun on top of the gunpowder, and fired at the stag. 樱桃核打在两只鹿角之间。鹿踉跄了一下，逃进了树林。 The cherry stones struck between its antlers. The stag stumbled, then fled into the forest. 一两年后，男爵又来到同一片森林，看见一头鹿。它的两只角之间，竟长着一棵高过人头、结满果子的樱桃树。 A year or two later, the baron returned to the same forest and saw a stag. Between its antlers grew a cherry tree, taller than a man and laden with fruit. 他认定，这就是当年那头鹿，一枪把它打倒。这趟打猎，既有了鹿肉，连配肉的樱桃酱也有了着落。 He was certain it was the same stag and shot it dead. Now he had both venison and cherries for the sauce to go with it. 后来，男爵跟着军队去打仗。一次追击敌军，他骑马冲进城门，追得敌人从另一头逃了出去。 前往小宇宙评论区与主播互动

小岛经济学 How an Economy Grows and Why It Crashes 今天，多吉要讲的是彼得·希夫和安德鲁·希夫讲的一个故事。 Today, Duji is going to tell a story by Peter and Andrew Schiff. 一座岛上只有三个人。有一天，其中一个人饿着肚子，不去抓鱼，织了一张网。这座岛上后来的一切，都是从那张网开始的。 On a small island there lived just three men. One day, one of them went hungry and did not fish at all. Instead, he wove a net. Everything that happened on that island later began with that net. 很多年后，岛上堆着一沓沓纸。纸上印着鱼，写着可以换一条真鱼。可没有人换得到。 Many years later, the island was piled with stacks of paper. Each note had a fish printed on it, and a promise: this can be traded for one real fish. But nobody could get one. 中间那几十年，发生了什么？ So what happened in all those years in between? 那座岛很小。艾伯、贝克、查理，三个人。岛上只有一种鱼，很大，一条刚好够一个人吃一天。他们每天徒手伸进水里，抓一条，吃掉；第二天再抓一条，再吃掉。 The island was tiny. There were three men: Able, Baker and Charlie. Only one kind of fish lived in the water. It was big — one fish was just enough for one man for one day. Every day they reached into the water with bare hands, caught a fish and ate it. The next day, they did the same. 没有剩下的鱼，也就没有别的事可做。抓鱼的本事不会长，日子也不会变，一天一天，一模一样。 Nothing was ever left over, so there was nothing else to do. Nobody got better at fishing. Nothing changed. Day after day was exactly the same. 艾伯先受不了了。他想织一张网，可织网要花掉一整天，那一天他就抓不到鱼，就得饿着。贝克觉得，为一件还不存在的东西饿一天，不值。查理更直接，他觉得现在这样就挺好。 Able was the first to grow tired of it. He wanted to weave a net, but weaving would take a whole day. That day he could not fish, and he would go hungry. Baker thought it was not worth going hungry for something that did not exist yet. Charlie was even plainer: he thought things were fine as they were. 艾伯还是做了。他饿了一天，把网织出来。第二天，他把网放进水里，一天抓到两条鱼。一条吃掉，一条剩下。 Able did it anyway. He went hungry for one day and finished the net. The next day he put it in the water and caught two fish. He ate one and kept the other. 那条剩下来的鱼，是岛上第一次出现的东西：储蓄。它不只是一条鱼，它是一个人不必下水也能活一天的时间。 That leftover fish was the first thing of its kind on the island: savings. It was more than a fish. It was a whole day of life that a man did not have to spend in the water. 贝克看懂了。他也饿了一天，织了自己的网。查理没看懂，还是每天抓一条，吃一条。 Baker understood. He went hungry for a day too and wove his own net. Charlie did not understand. He still caught one fish a day and ate it. 等到他也想织网，问题来了：织网的那一天，他吃什么？他没有存鱼。 Then the day came when Charlie wanted a net too — and there was a problem. What would he eat on the day he wove it? He had saved nothing. 艾伯借给他一条，条件是网织好以后还两条。查理答应了。网成之后，他每天抓两条，还掉欠的，还能剩下。 Able lent him one fish, on one condition: when the net was finished, Charlie would pay back two. Charlie agreed. Once the net was done, he caught two fish a day, paid back what he owed, and still had one left. 鱼多了，就不必所有人都去抓鱼。有人做衣服，有人盖房子，有人造船，拿鱼去换别人的东西。鱼成了钱。 With more fish, not everyone had to fish anymore. Some made clothes. Some built houses. Some built boats. They traded fish for what others made. Fish became money. 鱼不好带，也不好存。于是有人开了存鱼的仓库，谁把鱼存进来，要用时再来取。仓库把这些鱼借给想织网、想造船的人，收一点利息。银行就是这么来的。 Fish were hard to carry and hard to keep. So someone opened a storehouse. Anyone could leave fish there and come back for them later. The storehouse lent those fish to people who wanted to build nets or boats, and charged a little interest. That was how the first bank began. 到这里为止，岛上每一样东西都是真的。每一条鱼，都是有人下水抓上来的。 Up to this point, everything on the island was real. Every fish had been caught by a man in the water. 然后政府来了。岛民选出议长，议长要修路、要办事、要让每个人过得好一点。可议长手里没有鱼，鱼都在别人手里。艾伯当年织网，是自己先饿了一天；议长要办的事，不用自己饿。 Then the government came. The islanders elected a chief, and the chief wanted to build roads, run things, and make life better for everyone. But the chief had no fish. The fish belonged to other people. When Able wove his net, he went hungry first. When the chief wanted to do something, he did not have to go hungry at all. 前往小宇宙评论区与主播互动

相约星期二 Tuesdays with Morrie 今天，多吉要讲的是美国体育记者米奇·阿尔博姆写的《相约星期二》。 Today, Duoji is going to tell you the story of Tuesdays with Morrie, by the American sportswriter Mitch Albom. 十六年前，米奇曾答应自己的大学教授，毕业以后会常回来看他。后来，这个承诺被他忘了整整十六年，直到某个深夜，他又在电视上看见了那张熟悉的脸。 Sixteen years earlier, Mitch had made his college professor a promise - that after graduation, he would come back to visit. Then he forgot about it for sixteen years, until one night he saw that same face again, on television. 故事，就从一台电视机说起。 The story starts with a television set. 米奇本来是真心想做到的。可赶稿、赶航班、赶合同，一件接一件，渐渐把这件事挤没了地方。直到某个深夜，一档电视节目把镜头对准一位坐在轮椅上的老人。主持人问他，知道自己快要死了，是什么感觉。老人没有回避，说自己正在练习怎么告别——跟喜欢的事物告别，跟还能走路的日子告别。 Mitch had meant to keep his word. But deadlines, flights, and contracts kept piling up, until there was no room left for anything else. Then, late one night, a television program put the camera on an old man in a wheelchair. The host asked him what it felt like to know he was dying. The old man didn't look away. He said he was practicing how to say goodbye - to the things he loved, to the days when he could still walk. 米奇认出了他，那正是他大学时最喜欢的教授，莫里。 Mitch recognized him. It was his favorite professor from college - Morrie. 第二天，米奇就订了机票，飞去老师家里。此后的每个星期二，他都准时出现：带着录音机、带着饭盒，也带着一身放不下的工作焦虑。莫里的身体正以一种残忍又清楚的速度垮掉——先是拄拐杖，接着坐轮椅，再后来，连自己翻身、擦嘴都做不到，必须靠人帮忙。 The next day, Mitch booked a flight to his old teacher's house. After that, he showed up every single Tuesday, carrying a tape recorder, a container of food, and all the work anxiety he couldn't quite shake. Morrie's body was failing at a pace that was both cruel and unmistakable - first a cane, then a wheelchair, and later he couldn't even turn himself over in bed, or wipe his own mouth, without help. 可莫里没有把这段时间用来哀悼自己。他甚至提前替自己办了一场"生前葬礼"——把还在世的老朋友、老学生都请到家里，一个一个把悼词念给他听。按常理，这些话要等人死了才会被说出来，而死者自己根本听不到；莫里觉得这不公平，索性提前把葬礼办了。听着朋友们讲起他年轻时的样子，他一边笑一边掉眼泪，像是在参加别人的告别式，又像是在参加自己的。 But Morrie didn't spend that time mourning himself. He even held his own funeral while he was still alive - he invited old friends and former students to his house, and had them read their eulogies to him, one by one. Normally those words only get spoken after someone has died, when the person they're about can no longer hear them. Morrie thought that was unfair, so he simply held the funeral early. As his friends talked about who he'd been when he was young, he laughed and cried at the same time - as if he were attending someone else's farewell, and his own, all at once. 每个星期二，莫里都会提前想好一个要聊的话题：这个世界、自怜、家庭、金钱、文化。有一次，米奇从报纸上剪下一句话给他看，是一位传媒大亨说的："我不想将来墓碑上刻着，他这辈子没拥有过一家电视网。"莫里看完没有笑，只是说，这就是很多人活着的样子：被一套不断告诉你"还不够"的文化推着走。买了大房子还想要更大的，赚了第一笔钱还想赚更多，总觉得下一样东西到手，才会真的安心。 Every Tuesday, Morrie would have a topic ready to discuss - the world, self-pity, family, money, culture. One day, Mitch brought him a line clipped from a newspaper, something said by a media billionaire: "I don't want my tombstone to say I never owned a network." Morrie read it and didn't laugh. He just said that's how a lot of people live - pushed along by a culture that keeps telling them it isn't enough. You buy a big house and want a bigger one; you make your first million and want more; you keep thinking the next thing you get is finally going to make you feel settled. 他说，如果这套文化不适合你，你完全有权利不买账，自己去建一套——小事上不必样样和人对着干，红灯照样停。但什么才是真正重要的，这个答案不必照抄别人的。 He said if that culture doesn't fit you, you're allowed not to buy into it - build your own instead. You don't have to fight every small rule; stop at red lights like everyone else. But deciding what actually matters - that answer doesn't have to be borrowed from anyone. 米奇一开始是带着记者的习惯在听，想从里面摘出一两句能用的金句。可听得越多，他越发现，真正需要调整的不是笔记本上的句子，而是自己那套被工作填满、却说不清到底在忙什么的生活。 At first, Mitch listened the way a reporter would - trying to catch one or two quotable lines. But the more he listened, the more he realized what actually needed adjusting wasn't anything in his notebook. It was the entire life he'd built, filled wall to wall with work he couldn't quite explain the point of. 有一次他忍不住问老师，一点一点失去对身体的控制，到底是什么感觉。莫里说，等真的失去说话、吞咽、呼吸的能力那天，大概才是最难的；但在那之前，他拒绝提前替自己哀悼。 Once he couldn't help asking his teacher what it actually felt like, losing control of his body bit by bit. Morrie said the hardest part would probably come the day he lost the ability to speak, to swallow, to breathe - but until then, he refused to mourn himself in advance. 他也不否认痛苦。身体彻底不听使唤的那些夜里，他会一个人哭。可第二天，他照常醒来，继续说话，继续生活——哪怕只剩手指和脸还能动，他说，也宁愿把这点力气，用来笑、用来听一首歌，而不是用来可怜自己。 He didn't pretend it didn't hurt. On the nights his body wouldn't obey him at all, he cried alone. But the next morning, he got up as usual, kept talking, kept living - even with just his fingers and his face still able to move, he said he'd rather spend that strength laughing, listening to a song, than feeling sorry for himself. 谈到婚姻，莫里常提起一句诗——"相爱，或者死亡"，这是他年轻时读到、后来当成一生信条的一句话。他和妻子夏绿蒂一起生活了几十年。他说，两个人能不能走下去，关键不在于吵不吵架，而在于有没有一套彼此都认的规矩：什么最重要，什么能让，什么不能让。 On the subject of marriage, Morrie often quoted a line of poetry - "Love each other, or perish" - something he'd read when he was young and had carried as a kind of personal creed ever since. He'd spent decades with his wife, Charlotte. He said whether two people could stay together had little to do with whether they fought, and everything to do with whether they agreed on one shared set of rules - what mattered most, what could be let go, and what couldn't. 谈到宽恕，他指了指书架上一座铜像，说那是老朋友诺曼三十年前替他做的。后来诺曼搬去了芝加哥，正赶上夏绿蒂动一次大手术，诺曼却没打过一个电话。莫里为此很受伤，两人渐渐就断了来往。 前往小宇宙评论区与主播互动

巴比伦最富有的人The Richest Man in Babylon 今天，多吉要讲的是美国作家乔治·克拉森的《巴比伦最富有的人》。Today, Doji is telling you The Richest Man in Babylon, by the American writer George S. Clason. 一个造战车的，一个弹琴的，干了大半辈子活，钱袋却还是空的。One man built chariots. The other played the lyre. They had worked most of their lives, and their purses were still empty. 他们有个老同学，同一位老师教过，同样的游戏玩过，如今却成了全巴比伦最富有的人。起点一样，他到底多懂了什么？They had an old classmate who studied under the same teacher and played the same games. Now he was the richest man in all of Babylon. They had started out equal, so what did he know that they didn't? 故事，得从一堵矮墙说起。The story begins on a low wall. 造战车的班西尔坐在自家院墙上，半天没动。妻子几次在门口探头，米袋快见底了，那辆战车得赶紧做完，交给有钱的主顾。Bansir, the chariot builder, sat on the wall around his yard and did not move. His wife kept peeking out the door. The meal bag was nearly empty, and the chariot had to be finished and handed over to his wealthy customer. 可他满脑子都是昨夜的梦。梦里他腰间挂着一只沉甸甸的钱袋，银币随手赏给乞丐，金币压在身上，让他对明天一点不慌。醒来，钱袋还是空的。But his mind was full of last night's dream. In it, a heavy purse hung from his belt. He tossed silver to beggars, and the gold in his pocket kept him calm about tomorrow. Then he woke up, and the purse was empty. 老朋友科比拨着琴弦走来，笑着想借两枚钱币，等晚上贵族的宴席散了就还。His old friend Kobbi came along, strumming his lyre. He asked, with a smile, to borrow two coins until after the nobles' feast that night. 班西尔苦笑着说，就算我有两枚，也借不出去。那是我的全部家当，没有人会把全部家当借出去，连最好的朋友也不会。Bansir laughed bitterly. Even if I had two coins, I couldn't lend them, he said. They'd be everything I own, and no one lends everything he owns, not even to his best friend. 他又说，我们从早干到黑，盼着神灵看见，可神灵从没赏过我们。He went on. We work from dawn until dark, he said, hoping the gods will notice us, but they have never rewarded us. 科比说，今天他在街上遇见了阿卡德。阿卡德坐在金色的战车里，还朝他这个穷琴师挥了挥手。人人都说，他是巴比伦最富的人。Kobbi said he had passed Arkad in the street that day. Arkad was riding in a golden chariot, and he still waved at a poor musician like Kobbi. Everyone says he is the richest man in Babylon. 科比说，钱袋鼓起来不算富，金子不断流进来才算。班西尔眼睛亮了：收入，这正是我要的，哪怕坐在墙上，钱袋里也有钱流进来。A full purse doesn't make a man rich, Kobbi said. Rich is when gold keeps flowing in. Bansir's eyes lit up. Income, he said, that is what I want, gold flowing into my purse even while I sit on this wall. 听说阿卡德的儿子去了尼尼微，没靠父亲，也成了那里的富人。这么说，赚钱的门道是可以教的。They had heard that Arkad's son went to Nineveh and became wealthy there without his father's help. So the way to wealth could be taught. 于是他们动身去找阿卡德，还叫上了少年时同样没混出头的朋友。So they set out to find Arkad, and they brought along friends from their youth who had not done well either. 老朋友们对阿卡德说：我们一起读书，一起玩耍，你没有比我们更勤奋，也没有比我们更体面，凭什么命运偏偏挑中了你？The old friends said to Arkad: We studied together and played together. You were no harder a worker than we were, and no more respected. Why did fate choose you? 阿卡德说，你们几十年没攒下什么，要么是没学会赚钱的规矩，要么是学了却不遵守。Arkad said that if they had saved nothing in all those years, it was because they had not learned the rules of making money, or had learned them and not followed them. 你们说的命运，只会给人横财，然后毁掉他。有的人把钱挥霍一空，只剩下满身的欲望。有的人成了守财奴，天天怕被偷。The fate they spoke of only hands out sudden riches and then ruins the one who gets them. Some people waste it all and are left with nothing but appetites. Others turn into misers, afraid every day of thieves. 想想那些突然继承了财产的人。朋友们想了想，承认确实如此。Think of the men who suddenly inherit wealth, he said. The friends thought about it and admitted he was right. 接着，阿卡德讲起了自己的事。Then Arkad told them his own story. 他是小商人的儿子，没有遗产可等，也不算格外聪明。他想，那就花时间去学。He was a small merchant's son. He had no inheritance to wait for, and he was not especially clever. So he decided to spend his time learning. 他在档案厅做抄写员，每天在泥板上刻字，可工钱全花光了，什么也没剩下。He worked as a scribe in the hall of records, carving letters into clay tablets all day. But he spent every coin he earned and had nothing left. 有一天，放债人阿尔加米什来取一份《第九法》的抄本，说两天内要，给两枚铜币。抄本没刻完，老人发了火。One day a moneylender named Algamish came for a copy of the Ninth Law. He needed it in two days and would pay two coppers. The copy wasn't finished, and the old man was angry. 阿卡德知道城主不会让老人伤害他，就说：您很有钱，请告诉我怎样才能富起来，我今晚通宵把它刻完。老人骂他无礼，却答应了。Arkad knew the city master would not let the old man hurt him. So he said: You are a rich man. Tell me how to become rich, and I will carve all night until it is done. The old man called him insolent, but he agreed. 阿卡德刻了一整夜。天亮了，老人说：我找到发财的路，是从我决定，赚来的钱，有一部分是留给自己的那天开始。你也一样，不管赚多少，至少留下十分之一。Arkad carved all night. At daybreak the old man said: I found my road to wealth the day I decided that a part of what I earn is mine to keep. You must do the same. However much you earn, keep at least a tenth. 你付钱给做衣服的，付钱给做鞋的，付钱给卖吃的，偏偏不付给自己。存下来的每一枚金币，都是替你干活的奴隶。它赚来的每一枚铜币，是它的孩子，也能替你赚钱。You pay the tailor, the sandal maker, and the food seller, and the only one you never pay is yourself. Every gold piece you save is a slave who works for you. Every copper it earns is its child, and that child can earn for you too. 阿卡德照做了。每次领工钱，他都抽出十分之一藏起来。奇怪的是，日子并没有更紧。Arkad did as he was told. Each time he was paid, he hid away a tenth. Oddly, he was no worse off for it. 一年后，老人问：钱呢？阿卡德说，借给砖匠阿兹穆尔了。他要去泰尔买珠宝，回来平分。A year later the old man asked, where is your money? Arkad said he had lent it to Azmur, a brickmaker, who was going to Tyre to buy jewels and would split the profit with him. 老人说：你为什么相信一个砖匠懂珠宝？你想问星星的事，会去找面包师吗？你的财富树，被你连根拔了。The old man said: Why trust a brickmaker about jewels? If you wanted to ask about the stars, would you go to a baker? You have pulled your tree of wealth up by the roots. 结果，腓尼基人卖给阿兹穆尔的，是冒充宝石的碎玻璃。阿卡德第一年的存款，就这样没了。可他照老人说的，重新开始存。In the end, the Phoenicians sold Azmur worthless glass made to look like gems. Arkad's first year of savings was gone. But he did as the old man said and started saving again. 又过了一年，他把存款交给盾牌匠阿格尔去买青铜，每隔四个月收一次租金。Another year went by. This time he gave his savings to Agger, a shield maker, to buy bronze, and every four months Agger paid him rent for the money. 老人问租金怎么用，他说，办了宴席，买了件猩红色的外衣，还打算买头小驴骑。The old man asked what he did with the rent. Arkad said he had held a feast, bought a scarlet tunic, and planned to buy a young donkey to ride. 老人大笑：你把存款的孩子吃了，它们还怎么替你干活？先有一支金奴隶的大军，再去享受宴席。The old man laughed. You eat the children of your savings, he said, so how can they work for you? First build an army of golden slaves, and then enjoy your feasts. 两年后，老人又来了，更老了。阿卡德说，还没有我想要的那么多，但已经有一些了，它在生利，利又生利。Two years later the old man came again, older now. Arkad told him he did not have as much as he wanted yet, but he had some, and it was earning, and its earnings were earning too. 老人说：你学会了三件事。花得比赚得少，向懂行的人求教，让金子替你干活。The old man said: You have learned three things. Spend less than you earn, take advice from people who know, and make your gold work for you. 我的儿子只想着花钱，我的产业又太大，我一个人管不过来。你去尼普尔替我看管田产，我让你做合伙人，分我的遗产。My sons think only of spending, he said, and my holdings are too large for me to manage alone. Go to Nippur and look after my lands. I will make you my partner, and you will share in my estate. 阿卡德去了，把田产经营得更值钱。老人去世后，他依约分得了一份遗产。Arkad went and made the

查理和巧克力工厂 Charlie and the Chocolate Factory 今天，多吉要讲的是罗尔德·达尔的《查理和巧克力工厂》。 Today, Duoji is going to tell you the story of Charlie and the Chocolate Factory by Roald Dahl. 这座工厂里，巧克力流成河，连草地都能吃。可住在附近的查理，一年只能吃到一块巧克力。 Inside this factory, chocolate flows in a river, and even the grass is edible. But Charlie, who lives nearby, gets just one chocolate bar a year. 后来，他和另外四个孩子走进了工厂。参观还没结束，其他孩子就一个接一个地不见了。 One day, he enters the factory with four other children. Before the tour is over, the other children begin disappearing, one by one. 故事要从查理每年生日收到的那块巧克力说起。 Our story begins with the chocolate bar Charlie receives each year on his birthday. 他舍不得马上吃掉，总是先收起来，再一点点剥开包装。每天只咬一小口，一块巧克力能吃一个多月。 He cannot bear to eat it all at once, so he puts it away and unwraps it a little at a time. With just one tiny bite each day, he can make a single bar last more than a month. 查理一家七口挤在一间小木屋里，四位老人共睡一张床。 All seven members of Charlie's family live in a cramped little wooden house. His four grandparents share one bed. 爸爸在牙膏厂拧瓶盖，一家人常常只有面包、土豆和卷心菜汤可吃。 His father screws caps onto toothpaste tubes at a factory. Often, the family has only bread, potatoes, and cabbage soup to eat. 可查理每天上学都要经过旺卡的巧克力工厂，只能闻着空气中的香味往前走。 Yet every day on his way to school, Charlie has to pass Wonka's chocolate factory. He can only breathe in the sweet smell and keep walking. 乔爷爷告诉他，旺卡先生曾因间谍偷走配方而关闭工厂。 Grandpa Joe tells him that Mr. Wonka once closed the factory because spies had stolen his recipes. 后来，烟囱重新冒烟，大门却一直锁着，没人看见工人进出。 Later, smoke began rising from the chimneys again, but the gates stayed locked. No one ever saw any workers going in or out. 直到有一天，报纸登出消息：旺卡在五块巧克力里藏了金奖券。 Then, one day, an announcement appears in the newspaper. Wonka has hidden Golden Tickets in five chocolate bars. 找到奖券的人可以带家人参观工厂，还能得到够吃一辈子的糖果。 Anyone who finds a ticket can bring family members on a tour of the factory. Each winner will also receive a lifetime supply of sweets. 有人一箱箱地买巧克力。一个叫维鲁卡的女孩也想要奖券，她爸爸便让自己厂里的工人停下剥花生，改拆巧克力包装。 Some people buy chocolate by the box. When a girl named Veruca wants a ticket, her father has the workers at his factory stop shelling peanuts and start unwrapping chocolate bars instead. 查理只能等生日。那天，一家人围着他，看他拆开唯一的巧克力，里面却没有奖券。 Charlie can only wait for his birthday. When it arrives, his family gathers around as he unwraps his one chocolate bar, but there is no ticket inside. 后来，乔爷爷拿出偷偷攒下的一点钱，两人又试了一次，还是没有。 Later, Grandpa Joe brings out a little money he has secretly saved. They try again, but still find no ticket. 冬天越来越冷，爸爸工作的牙膏厂又倒闭了。一家人的饭更少了，查理走路也越来越慢。 The winter grows colder, and the toothpaste factory where his father works closes down. The family has even less food, and Charlie walks more and more slowly. 为了不因赶路耗尽力气，他尽量早点出门。就在这时，他在路边的积雪里发现了钱。 He tries to leave home early so that he will not waste his strength hurrying. Then, one day, he finds some money in the snow beside the road. 他走进商店，买了一块巧克力，很快吃完，又买了一块。 He goes into a shop, buys a chocolate bar, and gobbles it up. Then he buys another. 这一次，包装纸下露出了金色。最后一张金奖券，就在他手里。 This time, something gold appears beneath the wrapper. The very last Golden Ticket is in his hands. 人群立刻围了上来，有人出钱要买。店主帮他挡住人群，让他赶快回家。 A crowd quickly gathers, and someone offers to buy the ticket. The shopkeeper keeps the crowd back and tells Charlie to hurry home. 消息传回小木屋，卧床多年的乔爷爷激动得跳下了床。他要陪查理去参观。 When the news reaches the little wooden house, Grandpa Joe is so excited that he jumps out of bed after years of lying in it. He is going to accompany Charlie. 工厂大门终于打开，旺卡先生领着五个孩子和他们的家人走进去。 At last, the factory gates open. Mr. Wonka leads the five children and their families inside. 门后竟然是一座山谷，有草地、树木，还有一条巧克力河。 Beyond the door lies a valley, with grass, trees, and a river of chocolate. 一道瀑布不停搅打着巧克力，河岸边的小人忙个不停。 A waterfall churns the chocolate, while little people work busily along the riverbank. 他们是奥帕—伦帕人。旺卡请他们从伦帕国搬来，在这里生活、工作，并答应用他们最喜欢的可可豆支付报酬。 They are the Oompa-Loompas. Wonka invited them to leave Loompaland to live and work here, promising to pay them in their favourite food: cocoa beans. 那些从不走出大门的工人，原来就在这里。 So these are the workers no one ever sees leaving the factory. 旺卡让大家尝尝草地上的糖果，奥古斯塔斯却趴到河边，捧起巧克力就喝。 Wonka invites everyone to taste the sweets growing in the grass. But Augustus lies down at the river's edge and scoops up chocolate to drink. 旺卡叫他停下，他还是往前够，结果掉进河里，又被输送巧克力的管道吸了上去。 Wonka tells him to stop, but he keeps reaching forward. He falls into the river and is sucked up into a pipe that carries the chocolate away. 他先卡在透明管子里，接着又被冲走。妈妈急得大叫，旺卡却担心巧克力被弄脏，随后才派人带她去找孩子。 He gets stuck in the clear pipe before being swept away. His mother cries out in alarm, but Wonka worries about his chocolate getting dirty before sending someone to help her find her son. 参观继续。发明室里，一小片口香糖就能让人尝到一整顿饭。 The tour continues. In the Inventing Room, a tiny piece of chewing gum can give you the taste of an entire meal. 先是番茄汤，再是烤牛肉，最后是蓝莓派。 First comes tomato soup, then roast beef, and finally blueberry pie. 旺卡说这种口香糖还没研制成功，维奥莉特却已经抢过去嚼了起来。 Wonka says the gum is not ready yet, but Violet has already grabbed it and begun to chew. 嚼口香糖是她最得意的事，这种新发明，她当然要抢先试。 She takes great pride in her gum-chewing skills. Of course she wants to be the first to try this new invention. 可她刚尝到甜点，鼻子就变蓝了，身体越胀越大，最后变成一颗圆滚滚的大蓝莓。 But as soon as she tastes the dessert, her nose turns blue. Her body swells until she becomes a huge, round blueberry. 工人们把她滚走，赶去榨掉她身体里的果汁。 The workers roll her away to squeeze the juice out of her body. 到了坚果车间，维鲁卡看中了会剥核桃的松鼠。爸爸愿意出钱，旺卡却不肯卖。 In the Nut Room, Veruca sets her heart on one of the squirrels that shell walnuts. Her father offers to pay, but Wonka refuses to sell one. 她干脆闯进去，伸手就抓。松鼠们一拥而上，按住她，像检查核桃一样敲了敲她的脑袋。 So she rushes inside and reaches for a squirrel. The squirrels swarm around her, hold her down, and tap her head as if they were checking a walnut. 它们判定她是颗坏坚果，把她丢进垃圾滑道。旺卡说，滑道通往焚化炉，不过今天也许没有点火。 They decide she is a bad nut and throw her down the rubbish chute. Wonka says it leads to an incinerator, though it might not be lit today. 爸妈赶去探头寻找孩子，也被松鼠推了下去。 Her parents hurry over and peer down the chute to look for her. The squirrels push them down too. 查理紧紧跟着乔爷爷。现在，只剩下他和迈克两个孩子了。 Charlie stays close to Grandpa Joe. Now he and Mike are the only two children left. 在电视巧克力室，旺卡展示了一台能传送巨大巧克力的机器。 In the Television-Chocolate Room, Wonka demonstrates a machine that can transmit an enormous bar of chocolate. 巧克力传送后会缩小，出现在电视屏幕里，甚至能伸手拿出来吃。 The chocolate shrinks as it is transmitted and appears inside a television screen. You can even reach in, take it out, and eat it. 迈克一心想钻进电视。他不顾阻拦，冲进机器，把自己传送了过去。 Mike is determined to get inside the television. Ignoring every attempt to stop him, he rushes into the machine and transmits himself. 等妈妈把他从屏幕里拿出来时，他只有几厘米高。旺卡安排工人用拉伸口香糖的机器，把他重新拉长。 When his mother takes him out of the screen, he is only a few centimetres tall. Wonka sends him to the workers to be stretched back out in a machine used for stretching chewing gum. 这时，旺卡发现只剩下查理，便兴奋地宣布他赢了。可查理还不知道自己究竟赢得了什么。 Then Wonka notices that Charlie is the only child left and excitedly announces that he has won. But Charlie does not yet know what he has won. 旺卡领着查理和乔爷爷乘上

怦然心动 Flipped. 今天，多吉要讲的是温德琳·范·德拉安南的《怦然心动》，英文名叫 Flipped。 Today, Duoji is telling the story of Flipped, by Wendelin Van Draanen. 朱莉喜欢了邻居男孩好几年。她盼过他牵自己的手，盼过他的一个吻。可等布莱斯终于想吻她，她却躲开，跑走了。这些年，她一直看着他，究竟看漏了什么？ Juli had liked the boy next door for years. She had dreamed of holding his hand, and of a kiss. But when Bryce finally tried to kiss her, she pulled away and ran. After watching him all those years, what had she failed to see? 事情，要从他搬来的那一天说起。 It began on the day he moved in. 搬家车刚停下，朱莉就跑过去帮忙。布莱斯想躲，她偏往前凑。她看见他那双蓝眼睛，觉得这个男孩好极了；他看见这个甩不掉的小姑娘，只想赶快关上门。 The moving truck had barely stopped when Juli came over to help. Bryce tried to get away, but she kept coming closer. She saw his blue eyes and thought he was wonderful. He saw a little girl he could not get rid of, and just wanted to shut the door. 以后几年，他们一直这样错着步子。朱莉找机会和他说话，布莱斯找机会脱身。她把他的躲闪当成害羞，他却觉得她总让自己在同学面前难堪。 For years, they kept missing each other like this. Juli looked for chances to talk to him. Bryce looked for ways to escape. She took his attempts to avoid her as shyness. He felt she was always embarrassing him in front of his classmates. 但朱莉的生活里，也有比布莱斯更让她着迷的东西。 But there were things in Juli's life that fascinated her even more than Bryce. 附近有棵高大的悬铃木。她喜欢爬上去，看熟悉的街道和屋顶在脚下展开。坐在那里，能望得很远。 A tall sycamore tree stood nearby. She loved climbing it and looking down at the familiar streets and rooftops. Up there, she could see so far. 她想让布莱斯也上来看看，他却始终留在下面。 She wanted Bryce to come up and see it too, but he always stayed below. 一天早晨，工人带着工具来砍树。朱莉坐在枝头不肯下来，向赶校车的同学求助。 One morning, workers arrived with tools to cut the tree down. Juli stayed in its branches and refused to come down. She called to the children heading for the school bus, asking for help. 她希望有人留下，尤其希望布莱斯留下。他还是上了车。 She hoped someone would stay, especially Bryce. He got on the bus anyway. 最后，爸爸来接她。她下了树，那棵树也没能留下。后来，爸爸把它画了下来。朱莉能看着画想念它，却再也不能坐回那些枝丫之间。 In the end, her father came for her. She came down, and the tree was cut down. Later, her father painted a picture of it. Juli could look at the painting and remember her tree, but she could never sit among its branches again. 布莱斯知道她很难过，也想过安慰她，可他没有开口。朱莉听不到那些没说出来的话，只记得自己求助时，他走了。 Bryce knew she was upset and had thought about comforting her, but he said nothing. Juli could not hear the words he never spoke. She only remembered that when she asked for help, he had left. 她还不知道，自己送给他家的鸡蛋，也一直被扔进垃圾桶。 She did not yet know that the eggs she brought his family kept ending up in the trash too. 那些母鸡是她认真养大的。鸡蛋多了，她就卖给邻居，挣些钱。只有送给布莱斯家的那份，她不收钱。 She had raised those hens with care. When there were more eggs than her family needed, she sold some to the neighbors. The eggs she brought Bryce's family were the only ones she gave away for free. 每次敲门，都能见他一面，也能把自己养鸡的成果分给他。 Each visit meant seeing him, and sharing something she had worked hard to produce. 布莱斯家却嫌她家院子杂乱，担心鸡蛋不卫生。爸爸让他拒收。他怕把话说出来伤人，又怕惹麻烦，便接过来，偷偷扔掉。一盒又一盒，朱莉一直不知道。 But Bryce's family thought her yard was a mess and worried that the eggs might not be safe to eat. His father told him to stop accepting them. Afraid of hurting her feelings, and of getting into trouble, Bryce took the eggs and secretly threw them away. Carton after carton, Juli had no idea. 直到她撞见他扔鸡蛋。布莱斯解释，问题出在她家那个脏乱的院子。朱莉这才明白，自己每次高高兴兴送来的东西，在他家从来没上过餐桌。 Then she caught him throwing them away. Bryce explained that it was because of her dirty, messy yard. Only then did Juli understand: the eggs she had been so happy to bring had never even reached his family's table. 她不再送了。她也第一次因为自家的院子感到难堪。 She stopped bringing eggs. And for the first time, she felt ashamed of her yard. 可院子为什么会这样，她慢慢知道得更多。房子是租的，父母忙着维持生活，爸爸还要负担大卫叔叔的照护费用。叔叔有智力障碍，住在需要专人照顾的地方。 Gradually, she learned more about why it looked that way. Her family rented their home. Her parents worked hard to make ends meet, and her father also paid for Uncle David's care. David had an intellectual disability and lived in a place where staff could look after him. 爸爸没有很多钱，却一直没有放下自己的弟弟。 Her father did not have much money, but he had never stopped caring for his brother. 朱莉开始动手整理院子。布莱斯的外公过来帮忙，两个人一起清理、种植，也聊起那棵被砍掉的树。 Juli began fixing up the yard. Bryce's grandfather came over to help. As they cleared and planted, they talked about the tree that had been cut down. 布莱斯看着他们，想知道，外公怎么会和朱莉有那么多话可说。 Watching them, Bryce wondered how his grandfather could have so much to say to Juli. 外公早就留意到了这个女孩。他从报纸上读到她护树的事，欣赏她的坚持。布莱斯重新翻看那篇报道。 His grandfather had noticed her long before. He had read about her fight to save the tree in the newspaper and admired her determination. Bryce looked at the article again. 以前，他只顾着担心朱莉让自己丢脸。现在，看着报纸上的她，他却想多了解一点。 Before, all he had worried about was Juli embarrassing him. Now, looking at her picture, he wanted to know more. 她不再来送鸡蛋，他才知道，那些鸡蛋在邻居那里很受欢迎，还能卖钱。她一直免费送给自己家，自己却连拒绝都不肯当面说。 Only after she stopped bringing eggs did he learn how popular they were with the neighbors, and that people paid for them. She had always given his family theirs for free, and he had not even been willing to tell her he could not accept them. 院子里的朱莉仍忙着自己的事，他开始想和她说话，却不知道该怎么走过去。 Juli kept busy with her own work in the yard. He wanted to talk to her now, but did not know how to approach her. 大卫叔叔生日那天，她跟爸爸一起去探望。叔叔收到拼图很高兴。 On Uncle David's birthday, Juli went with her father to visit him. David was delighted with his new jigsaw puzzle. 出去吃冰激凌时，蛋筒掉了，他一下子哭闹起来。爸爸留在那里安抚，朱莉去拿了一个新的，叔叔终于平静下来。 When they went out for ice cream, he dropped his cone and began to cry and shout. Her father stayed with him, trying to calm him. Juli got another cone, and at last David settled down. 回家路上，爸爸说起照顾弟弟的困难，也说起自己有时觉得很失败。他羡慕布莱斯的爸爸，觉得对方比自己成功。 On the way home, her father talked about how hard it was to care for his brother, and how he sometimes felt he had failed. He envied Bryce's father, who seemed more successful. 朱莉却告诉爸爸，以后如果结婚，她希望找一个像他这样的人。 But Juli told her dad that if she got married someday, she would want someone like him. 没过多久，她在图书馆听见布莱斯和朋友谈论叔叔。朋友拿叔叔的智力障碍开玩笑，布莱斯没有站出来制止。 Not long afterward, she overheard Bryce and a friend talking about her uncle in the library. The friend made a cruel joke about David's disability. Bryce did not speak up to stop him. 她刚刚陪叔叔过完生日，还记得爸爸怎样耐心安抚他。布莱斯并不知道这些，却也没有替这个被取笑的人说一句话。 She had just celebrated her uncle's birthday with him. She still remembered how patiently her father had calmed him. Bryce knew none of that, but he had not said a word in defense of the person being mocked. 她不愿再和他说话，可星期五，两家人偏偏要一起吃晚饭。 She did not want to speak to him anymore. Yet on Friday, their families were supposed to have dinner together. 到了布莱斯家，她告诉他，图书馆里的话，她都听见了。布莱斯后悔没有制止朋友，可朱莉听见那些话的时候，并不知道他心里在后悔。 At Bryce's house, she told him she had heard everything in the library. Bryce regretted not stopping his friend. But when Juli heard those words, she had no way of knowing he regretted them. 晚饭中，父亲问起朱莉两个哥哥今后的打算。兄弟俩想做音乐，还拿出了自己攒钱录的歌。布莱斯的姐姐把歌放给大家听。 During dinner, Bryce's father asked Juli's two brothers about their plans. They wanted to make music and had brought songs they had saved up to record. Bryce's sister played them for everyone. 客人走后，父亲

玛蒂尔达 Matilda. 今天，多吉要讲的是1996年的电影《玛蒂尔达》。 Today, Duoji is telling the story of Matilda, the 1996 film. 一个小女孩，能读懂厚厚的小说，却始终没法让爸爸妈妈听她说话。后来，她拥有了隔空移动东西的本领，甚至能把全校最可怕的大人赶走。可她最想要的，是和一个愿意听她说话的人，住在一起。 A little girl can understand thick novels, but she cannot get her own parents to listen to her. Later, she discovers she can move things with her mind. She can even drive away the most frightening adult in her school. But what she wants most is to live with someone who will listen. 故事，得从她第一次走进图书馆说起。 Our story begins with her first visit to the library. 家里人都出门了。爸爸去卖二手车，妈妈去玩宾果，哥哥去上学。小小的玛蒂尔达自己做早餐，再一个人走到图书馆。 Everyone else has gone out. Her father is selling used cars, her mother is playing bingo, and her brother is at school. Little Matilda makes her own breakfast, then walks to the library alone. 图书管理员帮她找书。她一本接一本地读，还把书装进小拖车，带回家。那些故事陪她度过了许多独自在家的下午。 The librarian helps her find books. She reads one after another, then loads books into a little wagon and takes them home. Those stories keep her company through many afternoons on her own. 可爸爸看见书就烦。他靠着隐瞒汽车毛病、欺骗顾客挣钱，觉得女儿根本用不着读那么多书。玛蒂尔达想上学，大人连她已经到了上学年龄都没弄清。 But her father cannot stand the sight of books. He makes money by hiding problems with cars and cheating his customers. He thinks his daughter has no need to read so much. Matilda wants to go to school, but her parents have not even realized she is old enough. 她也会报复。往爸爸的帽子里抹强力胶，把妈妈的金色染发剂倒进爸爸的护发液里。爸爸顶着粘牢的帽子、变了颜色的头发大发雷霆，却没有因此开始听女儿说话。 She gets her own back, too. She puts strong glue inside her father's hat and pours her mother's blonde hair dye into his hair tonic. He is furious about his stuck-on hat and his newly blond hair, but he still does not start listening to her. 一次，全家围着电视吃饭，玛蒂尔达在读书。爸爸夺过书，把它撕了，逼她盯着屏幕。她越生气，越死死看着电视，直到电视突然炸开。她还不知道，自己身上正在发生什么。 One evening, the family is eating in front of the television while Matilda reads. Her father snatches her book, tears it up, and makes her stare at the screen. As her anger grows, she fixes her eyes on the television until it suddenly explodes. She does not yet understand what is happening to her. 后来，爸爸卖了一辆车给特朗奇布尔校长，也终于把女儿送进了她的学校。 Later, her father sells a car to Miss Trunchbull, a school principal. At last, he sends Matilda to her school. 学校里，孩子们看见校长就躲。她能抓住女孩的辫子，把人甩过围栏；还把孩子关进一间狭窄的禁闭室，里面伸着尖钉，连转身都困难。 At school, children hide when they see Miss Trunchbull. She grabs a girl by her braids and throws her over the fence. She also shuts children in a narrow cupboard lined with sharp nails. There is hardly room to turn around. 男孩布鲁斯偷吃了她一块蛋糕，她就逼他当着全校学生的面，吃完一整只巨大的巧克力蛋糕。吃到后来，他几乎撑不住了。玛蒂尔达开始为他加油，其他孩子也跟着喊起来。布鲁斯终于吃完，校长却砸碎盘子，继续惩罚他们。 When a boy named Bruce steals a slice of her cake, she makes him eat an enormous chocolate cake in front of the whole school. He can barely keep going. Matilda begins cheering for him, and the other children join in. Bruce finally finishes, but Miss Trunchbull smashes the plate and punishes them anyway. 可教室里，还有哈妮老师。 But there is someone else in the classroom: Miss Honey. 她发现玛蒂尔达能轻松算出复杂的乘法，便想让她去更高的年级。校长拒绝了。她又去找玛蒂尔达的父母，告诉他们，女儿有多么聪明。那对夫妇依旧觉得，读书没什么用。 She notices how easily Matilda solves difficult multiplication problems and asks for her to move to a higher class. Miss Trunchbull refuses. Miss Honey visits Matilda's parents to explain how bright their daughter is. They still think studying is a waste of time. 哈妮老师只好先给玛蒂尔达找来适合她的学习材料。终于有一个大人，看见了她会什么，也愿意为她多做一点事。 So Miss Honey finds learning materials that suit Matilda's abilities. At last, an adult sees what she can do and is willing to make an effort for her. 爸爸卖给校长的车很快出了毛病。校长拿玛蒂尔达出气，把她关进禁闭室，哈妮老师赶来救出了她。随后，校长到班里检查，发现水里有一只蝾螈，便认定又是玛蒂尔达捣鬼。 The car her father sold Miss Trunchbull soon breaks down. Miss Trunchbull takes her anger out on Matilda and locks her in the punishment cupboard. Miss Honey comes to rescue her. Later, Miss Trunchbull visits the class, finds a newt in her water, and decides Matilda is responsible again. 其实，那是朋友拉文德放进去的。玛蒂尔达没有做，却怎么辩解都没用。愤怒中，她盯着杯子，杯子竟然翻倒了，水和蝾螈一起泼向校长。 In fact, Matilda's friend Lavender put it there. Matilda has done nothing, but Miss Trunchbull will not listen. Furious, Matilda stares at the glass. It tips over, splashing water and the newt onto the principal. 她终于意识到，自己能不用手，就让东西移动。可等她单独告诉哈妮老师，想再做一次，杯子却一动不动。 Now Matilda realizes she can move things without touching them. But when she tells Miss Honey in private and tries again, the glass does not move at all. 放学后，哈妮老师请玛蒂尔达去家里喝茶。路上，她们经过校长住的大房子，玛蒂尔达看见了院子里的秋千。老师讲起一个曾经住在这里的小女孩。 After school, Miss Honey invites Matilda home for tea. On the way, they pass Miss Trunchbull’s large house, and Matilda notices a swing in the garden. Her teacher begins telling her about a little girl who once lived there. 女孩小时候失去了妈妈，爸爸便请姨母来照顾她。可姨母一直虐待她。后来，爸爸突然死了，警方认定是自杀，房子和财产也落到了姨母手里。女孩长大后搬了出来，租下一间小屋，种上花，终于离开了姨母。 The girl lost her mother when she was little, so her father asked her aunt to look after her. But the aunt abused her. Then her father died suddenly. The police concluded that he had killed himself, and the house and money went to the aunt. When the girl grew up, she moved out, rented a little cottage, and planted flowers. At last, she was free of her aunt. 到了小屋，玛蒂尔达认出来了：故事里的女孩，就是哈妮老师。那个姨母，竟然就是校长。喝茶时，老师说起自己没能带走的东西：父母的照片，还有妈妈送的童年娃娃。 When they reach the cottage, Matilda realizes that the girl in the story is Miss Honey. And the aunt is Miss Trunchbull. Over tea, her teacher tells her about the things she had to leave behind: photographs of her parents and a doll her mother gave her as a child. 玛蒂尔达问老师为什么不离开这里。哈妮舍不得自己的学生，也舍不得教书。玛蒂尔达以为大人不会害怕，老师却告诉她，大人也会和孩子一样害怕。 Matilda asks why her teacher does not leave the area. Miss Honey cannot bear to abandon her students or give up teaching. Matilda thought grown-ups were never afraid, but her teacher tells her that adults get scared, just like children. 后来，她们趁校长出门，悄悄进入旧宅，想取回老师童年的东西。看到父亲的照片时，哈妮和玛蒂尔达都说，她们不相信他会自杀。可校长提前回来了，两个人东躲西藏，才终于逃出去。哈妮不许玛蒂尔达再冒险，可娃娃还留在屋里。 Later, while Miss Trunchbull is out, they sneak into the old house to retrieve Miss Honey’s childhood belongings. Looking at a photograph of her father, Miss Honey and Matilda both say they do not believe he killed himself. But Miss Trunchbull returns early. They hide and only just escape. Miss Honey tells Matilda not to take that risk again, but the doll is still inside. 回到家，玛蒂尔达开始练习。盯住一件东西，集中注意，再试一次。渐渐地，物品能按她的心意移动，她不用等到大发脾气，才能使出这股力量。 Back home, Matilda begins to practice. She fixes her eyes on an object, concentrates, and tries again. Gradually, things begin to move as she wants them to. She no longer has to wait until she is furious to use her power. 她又去了旧宅。这一次，娃娃终于被她取了回来。她还让屋里的东西自行移动，假装哈妮爸爸的鬼魂回来，把校长吓得够呛。可她留下的一条发带，暴露了自己。 She returns to the old house. This time, she gets the doll back. She also makes things move around the house, pretending that the ghost of Miss Honey's father has returned. Miss Trunchbull is terrified. But a hair ribbon Matilda leaves behind gives her away. 第二天，娃娃回到了哈妮老师手里。校长也冲进了教室，要找玛蒂尔达算账。哈妮站出来，替她揽下闯入旧宅的事，校长却抓住老

今天，多吉讲凯特·迪卡米洛的《傻狗温迪克》。 Today, Duoji brings you Because of Winn-Dixie by Kate DiCamillo. 这部二〇〇一年纽伯瑞荣誉奖作品，从一只流浪狗讲起，触及一个孩子难以启齿的心事。 This 2001 Newbery Honor Book begins with a stray dog and a question a child finds hard to ask. 妈妈已经离开多年，欧宝还能向爸爸问些什么？ Her mother has been gone for years. What can Opal ask her father about her? 这个夏天，小狗没能带回她的妈妈，却带她认识了许多人。 Over the summer, the dog will not bring her mother back. But he will lead her to many other people. 十岁的欧宝跟随当牧师的爸爸，搬到了佛罗里达州的内奥米。 Ten-year-old Opal has moved to Naomi, Florida, with her father, a preacher. 妈妈在她三岁时离开，她对妈妈的记忆正一点点变淡。 Opal was three when her mother left, and her memories of her mother are fading. 她在镇上没有朋友。爸爸很少提起妈妈，父女俩也总是避开这个话题。 She has no friends in town. Her father rarely mentions her mother, and they both avoid the subject. 一天，欧宝去温迪克超市购物，遇见一只正在闯祸的大狗。 One day, Opal goes shopping at a Winn-Dixie supermarket and finds a big dog causing trouble. 狗又脏又瘦，经理准备把它送去动物收容所。 The dog is dirty and thin. The manager wants to send him to the pound. 欧宝赶紧认下了它，可要把狗叫走，她得先想出一个名字。 Opal quickly claims him as her own. But to call him over, she needs a name. 她索性叫它“温迪克”，就用超市的名字。狗真的跟她走了。 She calls him Winn-Dixie, borrowing the store’s name. The dog actually follows her. 回到家，她替狗向爸爸求情，终于说服爸爸让它留下。 Back home, she pleads with her father until he agrees to let the dog stay. 给温迪克洗澡、梳毛时，欧宝把自己的经历讲给它听。 While washing and brushing Winn-Dixie, Opal tells him about her life. 它身边没有妈妈，她也一样。那些一直憋在心里的问题，她决定去问爸爸。 He has no mother with him, and neither does she. She decides to ask her father the questions she has been keeping to herself. 她请爸爸说十件关于妈妈的事，一岁对应一件。 She asks for ten things about her mother—one for each year of her own life. 爸爸告诉她，妈妈喜欢种花草，也喜欢听故事、讲故事，笑起来很好听。 Her father says her mother loved growing things, listening to stories, and telling them. She had a lovely laugh. 但妈妈不喜欢当牧师的太太，还喝太多酒。 But she did not like being a preacher’s wife, and she drank too much. 爸爸没有回避这些难堪的往事，也告诉欧宝，妈妈非常爱她。 Her father does not hide the painful details. He also tells Opal that her mother loved her very much. 欧宝把每件事都记下来。妈妈依然没有回来，但她对妈妈的模样多了一点认识。 Opal remembers every detail. Her mother is still gone, but now Opal has a clearer picture of her. 温迪克受不了独处。欧宝只好带着它出门，去哪里都在一起。 Winn-Dixie cannot bear to be alone, so Opal takes him wherever she goes. 在图书馆，芳妮小姐见到大狗，吓得以为年轻时闯进来的那头熊又回来了。 At the library, the big dog frightens Miss Franny Block. She thinks a bear that once wandered in when she was young has returned. 她讲完那段好笑的往事，又说起当年认识的人都已经去世了。 After telling the funny story, she says that everyone she knew back then has died. 欧宝愿意做她的新朋友，温迪克也是。 Opal offers to be her new friend. Winn-Dixie can be her friend too. 欧宝还想给温迪克买项圈和牵引绳，便去宠物店商量用打扫店铺来抵钱。 Opal also wants a collar and leash for Winn-Dixie. At the pet store, she arranges to pay for them by cleaning the shop. 店员奥蒂斯不太会和人交谈，却弹得一手吉他。 Otis, who works there, finds it hard to talk to people. But he can play the guitar. 一天她来早了，发现动物全出了笼子，安安静静地听奥蒂斯弹琴。 One morning, she arrives early and finds the animals out of their cages, quietly listening to Otis play. 奥蒂斯承认，动物是他放出来的。他坐过牢，明白被关住的滋味。 Otis admits he let them out. He has been in jail and knows how it feels to be locked up. 欧宝不确定自己是否该害怕他。 Opal is not sure whether she should be afraid of him. 镇上的邓拉普和斯蒂夫兄弟，又告诉她格洛丽亚是个巫婆。 Two brothers in town, Dunlap and Stevie, tell her that Gloria Dump is a witch. 可当温迪克跑进那个院子，她追进去，看见的只是一位视力很差的老妇人，在喂狗吃花生酱。 But when Winn-Dixie runs into Gloria’s yard and Opal follows, she finds an older woman with poor eyesight feeding him peanut butter. 格洛丽亚看不清欧宝，就请她说说自己的事。欧宝讲家里、讲镇上，她一直听。 Gloria cannot see Opal clearly, so she asks her to talk about herself. Opal talks about home and the town, and Gloria listens. 后来，欧宝问起奥蒂斯的过去。格洛丽亚给她看一棵挂满空酒瓶的树。 Later, Opal asks about Otis’s past. Gloria shows her a tree covered with empty bottles. 格洛丽亚喝过瓶子里的酒，也留下瓶子提醒自己曾经的过错。 Gloria drank the alcohol that was in those bottles. She keeps them to remind herself of her mistakes. 她劝欧宝看看别人现在怎样待人，别只用过去判断他们。欧宝想到了奥蒂斯，也想到了妈妈。 She asks Opal to notice how people treat others now, rather than judging them only by their past. Opal thinks of Otis, and of her mother. 在芳妮小姐那里，欧宝还尝了一颗利特摩斯糖：甜味里，竟藏着悲伤。 At Miss Franny’s, Opal tries a Littmus Lozenge, a candy with sadness tucked into its sweetness. 同一种糖，勾起每个人不同的伤心事。欧宝想念妈妈，其他人也都有自己的失去。 The same candy brings back different sorrows for each person. Opal misses her mother. The others have their own losses too. 欧宝决定在格洛丽亚家办聚会，让这些朋友坐到一起。 Opal decides to hold a party at Gloria’s house and bring these friends together. 格洛丽亚同意，但也要邀请邓拉普和斯蒂夫。欧宝虽然不情愿，还是答应了。 Gloria agrees, but wants Dunlap and Stevie invited too. Opal is reluctant, but she agrees. 芳妮小姐和小女孩甜心派都收到了邀请。奥蒂斯却怕面对这么多人。 Miss Franny and a little girl called Sweetie Pie receive invitations. Otis, however, is afraid of being around so many people. 欧宝反复劝，还答应多做些活儿，他才同意带着吉他来。 Opal keeps asking and offers to do extra work. At last, he agrees to come with his guitar. 聚会开始后，一场雷雨突然袭来。大家赶着把食物搬进屋。 After the party begins, a thunderstorm breaks out. Everyone hurries to carry the food indoors. 欧宝这才想起温迪克。它一听打雷就会惊慌乱跑，现在却不见了。 Then Opal remembers Winn-Dixie. Thunder sends him running in a panic, and now he is missing. 她和爸爸出去，一处接一处地冒雨寻找。 She and her father go out into the rain, searching one place after another. 爸爸说该回去了，欧宝积压多年的委屈一下涌了上来。 When her father says it is time to go back, Opal’s years of hurt come pouring out. 为什么不接着找？当年妈妈走的时候，他是不是也这样放弃了？ Why will he not keep looking? Did he give up like this when her mother left? 爸爸哭了。他也想留住妈妈，可是留不住。 Her father cries. He wanted her mother to stay too, but he could not make her stay. 妈妈不会回来了，但她留下了欧宝。欧宝终于看见，爸爸也一直在难过。 Her mother will not be coming back, but she left him with Opal. At last, Opal sees that her father has been hurting too. 回到格洛丽亚家，他们才知道温迪克原来躲到了床下。 Back at Gloria’s house, they learn that Winn-Dixie had hidden under a bed. 原来，奥蒂斯弹吉他时，温迪克打了个喷嚏，暴露了藏身处。 While Otis was playing his guitar, Winn-Dixie had sneezed and given away his hiding place. 狗找回来了，朋友们也没走，聚会继续进行。 The dog is safe, the friends are still there, and the party goes on. 欧宝独自到院子里，在心里把这个夏天讲给妈妈听。 Opal goes into the yard alone and silently tells her mother about the summer. 她还是想妈妈。但如今，她有爸爸可以谈心，也有朋友可以拜访。 She still misses her mother. But now she has her father to talk to and friends to visit. 邓拉普伸出手，她这次没有躲开。随后，欧宝走回亮着灯的屋子，歌声还在。 Dunlap offers his hand, and this time she does not pull away. Then Opal walks back toward the lighted house. The singing is still going on. 前往小宇宙评论区与主播互动

Today, Duoji is telling you about The Stranger by Albert Camus who won the Nobel Prize in Literature A man doesn't cry at his mother's funeral The next day he swims in the sea watches a comedy and finds a girlfriend Soon after he shoots a man on a beach At his trial the prosecutor barely asks about the shooting He keeps asking about the funeral In the end the man is sentenced to death and when the sentence is read he says he is happy What kind of man is this The story begins with a telegram Meursault is a clerk in Algiers One day the nursing home sends word that his mother has died He asks for two days off and takes the bus to Marengo His mother moved into the home three years ago because his small salary couldn't pay anyone to care for her She hadn't visited him in a long time and he had almost stopped visiting her At the vigil the doorkeeper offers him a cigarette He takes it The doorkeeper brings him a cup of milk coffee and he drinks that too Near dawn he even dozes off When the coffin is closed the director asks if he wants to see her one last time He says no On the walk to the grave the sun is heavy and all he thinks about is going back to the city and sleeping for twelve hours On the Sunday after the funeral he goes to the public beach and runs into Marie who used to work in his office They watch a comedy together That night she asks if he wants to marry her He says it doesn't matter and if she wants to they can She asks if he loves her He says the word doesn't mean much and probably he doesn't His neighbor Raymond is friendly with him Raymond says his mistress has betrayed him He asks Meursault to write a letter that will bring her back and then punish her Meursault writes it When the police come after Raymond Meursault agrees to testify that the woman treated him badly That Sunday Raymond invites him and Marie to a friend's cabin by the sea On the beach they meet two Arabs One of them is the brother of Raymond's mistress There is a fight and Raymond is cut At noon in the worst heat of the day Meursault walks back to the beach alone The sun hangs over him like a red hot blade The sand is so white it hurts his eyes The Arab has come back too He stands by the spring with his hand in his pocket Meursault only wants to get out of the sun but sweat runs into his eyes salty and sharp and the world blurs Then a blade flashes in the Arab's pocket The light from its edge cuts into his forehead Sweat and light fall on him together He can't hold on any longer His whole body tightens and his finger finds the trigger of the gun Raymond lent him One shot He knows that shot has broken the quiet of the beach and the quiet of his old life with it Then he fires four more times into the body on the ground Meursault is arrested He doesn't take it very seriously He thinks the case is simple The magistrate asks if he loved his mother He says he loved her the way everyone does The magistrate waves a crucifix at him and tells him to believe in God and repent He refuses He says he doesn't believe in God But in court the prosecutor barely asks about the shooting One by one the witnesses talk about the funeral The director of the home testifies that Meursault didn't cry He drank coffee he smoked he slept Marie testifies that the very next day they went to see a comedy The prosecutor stands up and speaks to the jury A single shot might be explained by a moment of madness but a man who can't shed one tear for his mother carried that coldness from the funeral to the beach I accuse this man of burying his mother with the heart of a murderer No one speaks for him Meursault sits in the dock and listens to people talk about him as if he isn't there He tries to interrupt and he is told to sit still All through the trial he feels like an outsider The verdict comes death in public Back in his cell he waits for the appeal He doesn't think much about dying Sometimes at dawn he listens to the sounds in the corridor If a shot came now the day would break right after it The chaplain comes again and again to ask him to repent before God He keeps refusing At the last visit the chaplain won't let it go and Meursault explodes He grabs the chaplain by the collar and shouts what he has been holding inside If there is only one fate and his fate is death then what difference does any other fate make Everyone dies People were doomed to die thirty thousand years ago and dying now is no different After that he lies on his bunk and looks at the stars For the first time he opens himself to the gentle indifference of the world He finds that he was happy before and he is happy now For this to be complete he has one last wish He wants a crowd at his execution He wants them to greet him with cries of hate 前往小宇宙评论区与主播互动

A long time ago, an old mare and her colt lived in a barn "Child, you've grown up," said the old mare "Can you help your mother with something" "I can, Mother," said the colt "I'd be glad to help you" "Good child," she said "Then take this half sack of wheat to the mill" "No problem, Mother" The colt loaded the wheat on his back and trotted off to the mill He ran and ran, and then a little river blocked his way The water rushed and splashed The colt stood still, not sure what to do "Can I get across," he wondered "Is the water deep or shallow" "If only Mother were here," he thought "She would know what to say" But Mother was far away The colt looked around, hoping someone could help him Not far from the river, an old ox was grazing on the hillside "I've got an idea," he said The old ox was eating grass, slow and easy, when he heard hooves go tap tap tap "Hello, Uncle Ox," said the colt "I have a question for you" "Well, it's the little colt," said the ox "Go ahead and ask" "Please tell me, can I wade across this river" "This river is shallow," said the ox "It only comes up to your shins" "You can wade across" "Really," said the colt "Trust me," said the ox "I graze on the other side all the time" "Thank you, Uncle Ox" "Don't mention it" The colt went back to the river and stepped toward the water "Colt, don't cross," cried a voice "Colt, don't cross, the water will drown you" "Is it deep," asked the colt "Very deep," said Little Squirrel "Yesterday a friend of mine fell in and drowned" "Oh no," said the colt "That's terrible" "Remember," said Little Squirrel "Never go into that river" "But I have to deliver this wheat," said the colt "What am I going to do" "I can't help you," said Little Squirrel "Go home and ask your mother" "Thank you, Little Squirrel," said the colt He flicked his tail and ran home From far away, the old mare saw her colt coming back with the wheat still on his back "Why are you home," she asked "A river is in my way," said the colt "I can't get across" "Isn't that river shallow," she asked "Uncle Ox said so too," said the colt "But Little Squirrel says it's deep" "He says his friend drowned in it" "So is the water deep or shallow," asked the old mare "Did you think carefully about what they told you" "No," said the colt "Child," she said "Listening to others is not enough" "You have to think for yourself" "And you have to try" "Deep or shallow, you'll know when you try" "Yes, Mother," said the colt "I understand" The colt turned and ran back to the river He stood at the water's edge and lifted one front hoof Just then, a little brown shape popped up in front of him It was Little Squirrel "What are you doing," he said "I told you it's dangerous" "Why are you going into the river again" "Let me try," said the colt He stepped in slowly and waded across The water was not as shallow as Uncle Ox had said And it was not as deep as Little Squirrel had said On the grass on the other side, the colt felt pleased with himself Some things you just have to be brave and try for yourself 前往小宇宙评论区与主播互动

每天五分钟听经典英文故事，读绘本，磨耳朵。一个穷小子借女人与报馆一路往上爬，把恩人、情人和妻子都当成台阶。 Today, Duji is going to tell you Bel Ami, a famous novel by Guy de Maupassant It's about a poor young man who couldn't even write his first article Somehow he became the son-in-law of a newspaper owner, and before that he was the bride's mother's lover How did he get there And why didn't the people he used and betrayed ruin him The story starts with him standing on a Paris street, counting the coins in his pocket He had just come out of a cheap restaurant, and he was working out how many meals the coins would buy It was a summer night, and the cafes along the street were full Cold drinks stood on every table He was thirsty, but he wouldn't go in and spend the money He had been a soldier Now he was a clerk at the railway office His clothes were old, but he was a handsome man, tall, with a curled mustache and a cavalryman's walk He watched the men who could afford to drink, and the longer he watched, the angrier he got Then he ran into an old friend from the army, Charles Forestier Forestier was an editor at a newspaper now He heard Duroy's troubles and invited him to dinner at his home, where he would introduce him to the owner of the paper To go to the dinner, Duroy borrowed money and bought proper clothes On the stairs he caught sight of a well-dressed man in the mirror For a moment he didn't recognize him Then he saw it was himself He smiled at the glass, bowed, and practiced the way he would greet the guests At the table he told stories about his years as a soldier in Africa, and everyone listened with interest The owner told him to write them down for the paper Back in his room, Duroy set out paper and picked up his pen Nothing came In the end, Forestier's wife helped him Madeleine asked him about his life and shaped his answers into an article It appeared under his name He bought a copy and read his own name over and over He joined the newspaper office and learned to hunt for news and stay close to useful people The work came easily enough, but the money never stretched That was when he and Madame de Marelle became lovers She liked him, met him when she could, and left money behind when she saw he was short Her little daughter called him Bel Ami, which means handsome friend Duroy took the help They quarreled and parted, then drifted back together When she caught him tangled up with another woman, she stormed off But they never made a clean break, and sooner or later they met again Then Forestier fell ill Duroy traveled south and sat with Madeleine at his bedside The man who had brought him into the newspaper office died During the wake, he began to speak to the dead man's wife about a future together Madeleine didn't want to be a wife ruled by her husband She wanted freedom, and she wanted a marriage that worked as a partnership Duroy agreed After the wedding she kept writing with him and brought politicians into their sitting room His articles were taken more seriously, and he gave his name a noble sound But when a colleague compared him to the dead Forestier, he grew angry He didn't like being reminded whose place he was sitting in A count who had been close to Madeleine died and left her a large fortune Duroy seized on it He questioned her about the man, then demanded half the money, saying he wanted to avoid gossip In the end, he got it He also went after Madame Walter Her husband, Monsieur Walter, owned the paper At first she refused him Then she fell into the affair He soon tired of her clinging, but she still wanted to hold on to him She even told him secrets from her husband's business The paper stood close to the men in power, and it got news early, which made its name Duroy's articles spoke for them in public But when there was real money to be made, he was kept in the dark too Minister Laroche-Mathieu denied any plan to send troops into Morocco In secret, the minister had already bought Moroccan bonds with Walter They knew the bonds would rise once France sent its army and guaranteed the debt Madame Walter told Duroy what was really happening and helped him into the deal He made a profit Then he found that his owner had made far more He wrote other men's articles while they grew rich behind his back He walked into the grand new house Walter had bought and looked at everything in it That was when he fixed his eyes on Suzanne, Walter's younger daughter Suzanne liked him and told him her private thoughts But he was already married To step into that family's money and name, he first had to get rid of Madeleine He watched his wife's movements in secret At last he brought the police and caught her with the minister The official record of adultery let him apply for a divorce, and he meant to expose the minister in the paper Walter hesitated The minister had been the paper's ally, but the scandal was now a fact, and there was nothing left to gain by protecting him The owner agreed to print the story Duroy was free of his wife, had brought down a minister, and had shown Walter what he could do After the divorce, he had Suzanne speak to her parents first If they refused, she was to slip out at night and meet him Suzanne thought of the elopements in novels, two people running away so no one could part them again She said yes That night Duroy waited in a carriage at the Place de la Concorde The clock struck twelve and she didn't come One o'clock came too He was sure the plan had failed when her face finally appeared at the window She had fought with her parents Her mother refused outright, and her father said he wasn't good enough for his daughter Now she had come to him The carriage rolled out of Paris Madame Walter found her daughter's bed empty and called her husband Walter looked into the empty room and understood that he had been outplayed A daughter who ran off with a man became harder to hide with every hour His wife still refused But he had begun to speak for Duroy This man could bring down a minister with a few articles One day he might be a deputy, even a minister His rank was low for now, but his future might not be The letter Duroy had prepared arrived It said Suzanne had come to him of her own free will Without her parents' consent, he would keep her with him and hide her Walter agreed to the marriage Suzanne was still in the country with Duroy, and he introduced her as his sister They didn't sleep together What he needed was the elopement itself, and the threat of scandal Once he had his answer, he sent her home Madame de Marelle learned what he was planning She came and told him what she thought of him, and they fought Duroy struck her The quarrel ended, and he went back to preparing his wedding On the wedding day the church was packed Duroy stood beside Suzanne and listened to the blessings Important men came to shake his hand, and as he looked at the crowd, he felt that all of them were there for him Madame de Marelle came too When they shook hands, there was the old warmth between them He understood that the two of them were not finished He walked out of the church with his bride on his arm Below the steps, the crowd waited to see him He lifted his head and looked past the Place de la Concorde to the parliament building far away A few more steps, it seemed, and he would be there As he came down the steps, the image of Madame de Marelle rose in his mind again He saw her standing at the mirror, tidying the curls at her temples 前往小宇宙评论区与主播互动

每天五分钟听经典英文故事，读绘本，磨耳朵。一个人把巨石推上山，石头又滚下来，加缪却要我们想象他是幸福的。 Today, Duoji is telling you about The Myth of Sisyphus, by Albert Camus A man pushes a huge rock up a mountain It rolls down He walks down and pushes again The gods gave him this punishment, and it never ends Yet Camus asks us to imagine that this man is happy Watch the walk down A moment ago his cheek was on the stone, his shoulder under the weight, his muddy hands pushing it up inch by inch Then the long effort ended, and the rock rolled back down Now he walks toward it, heavy and even, knowing what comes If he still believed one more push would keep the rock on top, his pain would have a hope But Sisyphus knows there's no such push He sees it clearly, nothing hidden Camus stops and looks at this man The same clarity can come on an ordinary day Get up, take the bus, work, eat, work again, sleep Monday passes, Tuesday follows, and one day a person asks, why What he did without thinking yesterday now needs an explanation Tomorrow he'll still get up and work, but where is it going He wants his labor to mean something, his scattered life to be one whole he understands The world won't answer The man who asks and the world that stays silent face each other Camus calls that clash the absurd A sharper question follows If you can't find the meaning of life, is life not worth living He asks about that step Is there a necessary link between "I can't explain life" and "I must end it" His answer is no Ending a life removes the asker, and the clash goes too But it doesn't say how to face the world Others leap past reason into faith and hand the unknown to eternity Camus refuses that too He won't pretend he has an answer he doesn't He wants to live inside the question The asking stays, the silence stays Neither is erased Every day he faces the clash again That is revolt On the hillside, Sisyphus is still walking down This mountain wasn't always all he knew In one legend, before he died, he told his wife not to bury him, to test her love She obeyed In the underworld he asked to go back and punish her He was allowed to return Once he tasted water, saw the sun, the warm stones and the sea, he didn't want to return He lived on earth for years and wouldn't leave, despite the calls and warnings So the messenger of the gods dragged him back The rock was waiting He had loved the earth Now its happiness is a memory, and he must walk back to the rock The road down hurts Camus doesn't wipe that away What he lost can turn so vivid it's hard to bear Clarity alone doesn't make anyone happy But Camus saw something else Sisyphus saw the whole fate the gods gave him and kept no last hope for them He can despise this judgment It is still carried out His contempt stays He bears the work without agreeing they're right This revolt brings no pardon The rock will fall again Where is freedom left Camus looks at the life a person really lives Death makes eternal freedom impossible It shows how much of today he held back for tomorrow That tomorrow is gone, and what can be felt and done now becomes urgent An actor knows the curtain will fall, and still lives a character's love and pain on stage A creator knows the work may be destroyed, and still shapes it Neither solves the absurd Both keep giving themselves to life That's the freedom and passion Camus finds Life is limited, and you feel it as fully as you can Back to Sisyphus The summit isn't closer, the punishment isn't shorter But when he looks back, his actions, his memories, his labor join into a life that is his own The judgment of the gods can't speak it for him Here happiness becomes possible It sits with the pain, with the revolt, with work that has no end So Camus says, we must imagine Sisyphus happy He leaves Sisyphus at the foot of the mountain The rock is still there Every grain on it, every fleck of mineral on that dark peak, makes a world 前往小宇宙评论区与主播互动

每天五分钟听经典英文故事，读绘本，磨耳朵。一对少年把爱当作通往圣洁的路，一路克制与分离，直到彼此再也走不进对方的心门。 Today, Duoji is going to tell you the story of Strait Is the Gate, by the Nobel Prize winner André Gide They had loved each other since they were children, and both families hoped they would marry Yet the two of them made a pact On the day the girl came down to dinner without her cross, the man would leave the next morning He would not complain, and he would not say goodbye In the end, she really did take off the cross And yet, after he was gone, she searched for him the whole morning If she couldn't bear to let him go, why did she still send him away This pact began in a white house in Normandy Jerome's father died young In the holidays, his mother took him to his uncle's house There he had two cousins, Alissa and Juliette The younger one played and laughed with him, but it was the older sister he loved In front of Alissa, he chose every word with care One day, passing his aunt's bedroom, he saw a young officer making her laugh He ran upstairs and pushed open Alissa's door She was kneeling by the bed, her face covered in tears Jerome couldn't yet understand her sorrow, but he already wanted to keep every hurt away from her He held her, and kissed her forehead Soon after, the aunt left home with her lover That Sunday, the pastor spoke of the wide gate and the narrow gate The broad road leads to ruin, he said But the road to life is narrow and hard to walk Jerome sat behind Alissa He thought of the laughter downstairs, and of the room where she had wept In his heart, the narrow gate slowly became Alissa's door Only by giving up selfishness and holding himself back could he be worthy to enter When the service ended, he even made a point of not going to her He wanted to see her, yet he held himself back That small ache, he took as proof of his love They studied Latin together and read the same books Holding her hand, he said that whatever he hoped to become, it was all for her But Alissa answered that everyone must walk to God alone He said, but the one who showed him the way was her When his mother was very ill, Jerome asked her whether Alissa loved him too Again and again she answered, yes, and she blessed them both Later his mother died, and Alissa sent a letter through her father She was sorry she had never said the words that would have comforted his mother She told Jerome that she belonged to him more tenderly than ever Jerome believed that once he finished his studies, they would marry But when he asked to be engaged, Alissa refused She wanted to stay with her father She also said she couldn't marry before her younger sister At Christmas, Juliette asked him straight out whether he knew whom her sister wanted her to marry You, she said Jerome burst out that it was ridiculous She said she already knew what she had to do A friend finally pointed it out Juliette was the one who loved Jerome In his view, the older sister was stepping aside for the younger But back inside the house, they saw Juliette accept another man's proposal Alissa begged Jerome to stop it Her sister didn't love that man at all Beside the Christmas tree, Juliette fainted When she recovered, she still insisted on marrying soon Later, the younger sister had children She was busy with her husband's business and the household, and sent word through Alissa that she was well again Little by little, Alissa admitted that Juliette was truly happy Hope rose in Jerome again Studying, traveling, serving in the army, he wrote to Alissa again and again When he read a passage he wanted to share with her, he wrote an "A" in the margin, the first letter of her name When Alissa received the gift books, she found his marks beside the lines she loved She copied those poems into her letters, as if the two of them had read them together all over again Yet when they truly met, they didn't know how to begin One day, out walking, he took her hand The day was hot, and they walked fast, so their palms slowly grew damp with sweat Finding nothing to say, they finally let go Afterwards Alissa wrote that they should not meet again Yet in the same letter, she wrote that she had waited for him a whole morning And once he left, she regretted saying nothing From farther away, it seemed, she loved him more Jerome suggested they stop writing for a while, and in spring return to the farm they knew so well On the day they met again, she was dressed in white She stood up, and her sewing slid to the floor She held out both hands, laid them on his shoulders, and looked at him, smiling This time it was Jerome who asked for a sign Whenever she gave it, he would leave Alissa chose the amethyst cross at her throat The day she came down to dinner without it would be their last night He promised He would not complain, and he would not say goodbye In the first few days, they trimmed the roses together, cutting the dead branches and tying up the living ones With their hands busy, the silence no longer hurt Each night, seeing the cross still there, Jerome felt a little more at ease At last he brought it up Since her sister was happy now, couldn't they be happy too Alissa's face changed at once She said, "Beside you, I am happier than I ever imagined But we were not made for happiness" Jerome asked what a soul could choose that was better than happiness Softly she answered, "Holiness" He laid his head on her knees and wept Without her, he said, he could never reach it That night she wore no cross At daybreak, Jerome left Her letter came soon after She had searched for him a whole morning, she wrote She wrote that being together was too sweet, and that very sweetness made her uneasy Yet he still believed that if he kept climbing, even the hardest road would lead him to her When autumn came again, Alissa seemed a different person Her hair was pulled tight against her head, and her clothes were dull and rough The books they had read together were gone, replaced by religious pamphlets He offered to read to her, but she said she was busy mending, and would not be able to listen Before he left, they sat on the same old bench Jerome spoke of his sorrow, and she answered, "You are in love with a shadow" He was quick to argue back This was the one he had always loved How could she be a shadow Alissa kept her head down, slowly picking a flower apart She asked why he wouldn't admit that he no longer loved her as he once had He said, "I have never loved you like this" But she said the one he held on to now lived only in memory One day, he would remember only that he had once loved her Jerome left in despair He even wondered whether he had placed her too high, and whether the woman before him was the way she had always been For three years after that, they did not meet When he returned to the farm, his uncle had died Jerome wandered by the little gate of the kitchen garden, and suddenly heard Alissa call his name She had come to wait for him here for several evenings now She was terribly thin, and she carried the letters he had sent her long ago She brought out the cross and asked him to keep it for a future daughter, as a keepsake of her Jerome refused to take it "Why not give it to her yourself" he asked Alissa's lips trembled, and she couldn't speak He caught her in his arms and kissed her lips She leaned against him and closed her eyes, then begged him not to ruin their love Jerome knelt before her He had waited for her sister to marry He had waited for her sister to be happy He had thought she simply couldn't bear to leave her father Now all of that was past Why still not Alissa said she had once imagined this love too high Once they lived as man and wife, it would stop being perfect, and she couldn't bear that He asked whether she had ever thought about what it would mean if they were never together She said no Never At the little gate of the kitchen garden, she turned She laid both hands on his shoulders and looked at him a while Then she shut the gate and drew the bolt Jerome wept outside for a long time, and never once could step in again In less than a month, a letter from her sister arrived Alissa was dead She had gone alone to Paris, hiding her name and her address, and taken a room in a sanatorium By the time the family found the place, she was already gone The cross he had refused to take was on her neck, as she had wished Then Jerome received the diary she left behind At last he saw what those days he had thought he understood had been like in her heart When her sister was happy, she felt sad, and blamed herself Was it because that happiness didn't need her sacrifice She asked herself whether she wanted happiness itself, or only the endless walking toward it She decided she had taken up Jerome's whole heart and blocked his road to God To let him go further, she had to make him stop loving her She also wrote of the day he stood behind her reading, and how his breath and warmth made her rise in a hurry That same night, her father looked at her lying on the sofa and said he seemed to see her mother again She slept badly that night Old memories rose up, as if she had done something wrong But whichever book she opened, she could still hear Jerome's voice She tried to write words that weren't like his, yet even in resisting him, she was still thinking of him That autumn she asked herself whether he loved her a little less now That was what she hoped for, and what she feared She had never loved him like this Sometimes she stopped believing her own reasons for fleeing, and yet she still fled On the night of their last parting, she could neither sleep nor pray She went back into the dark garden, back to the gate where she had left him outside She opened it again, hoping he would return She called out, and groped through the dark Then she went back inside to write to him She wrote, tore it up, and wrote again Slowly the

每天五分钟听经典英文故事，读绘本，磨耳朵。一群孩子流落荒岛，从文明走向野蛮，一部关于人性幽暗与纯真消逝的经典寓言。 Today, Duoji is going to tell you the story of Lord of the Flies, by the Nobel Prize winner Golding A group of children were stranded on a deserted island At last, there were no grown-ups to boss them around They didn't have to go to school They could play all day, and pick one of themselves to be their leader But later, one of those children had to run for his life The other children were hunting him down How did things ever come to this Well, the story starts with a conch shell That conch shell was found by twelve-year-old Ralph and a chubby boy in thick glasses They were wading in the shallow water A plane crash had left these British boys on the island They had been flying away from the war A storm swept the wreckage out to sea, and no one knew where they had landed The chubby boy had asthma Earlier, he had quietly asked Ralph not to tell the others his school nickname But Ralph told them anyway From then on, everyone called him Piggy In time, no one even said his real name It was also Piggy who came up with the idea to blow the conch shell If they blew it, the children scattered across the island would come together The children followed the sound and came running They raised their hands and chose Ralph as their leader Then he made one rule At meetings, whoever held the conch shell had the right to speak, and no one could interrupt Another boy who wanted to be leader was Jack He used to lead the school choir After he lost the vote, Ralph put him in charge of hunting, together with the boys who had sung under him One day, as they explored the island, they found a small pig caught in the vines Jack raised his knife, but he couldn't bring himself to do it In the end, he let the pig go What Ralph cared about most was going home He asked everyone to build huts and keep a fire burning on the mountain That way, any passing ship would see the smoke The boys used Piggy's glasses to focus the sunlight and light the fire But they got so excited that they forgot to watch it, and the fire spread into the trees By the time they noticed, a little boy with a birthmark on his face was gone They never found him again After that, the boys who had promised to help often ran off to play Only Ralph and a boy named Simon stayed to build the huts Jack, though, fell deeper and deeper in love with hunting He painted his face with mud and charcoal Then he led his hunters into the forest, and even called away the boy who was supposed to keep the fire going And just then, a ship appeared on the sea Ralph raced up to the top of the mountain, but the fire had gone out When Jack came back carrying the first wild pig he had ever killed, the ship had already sailed away Jack told them all about the hunt, excited and proud But Ralph said only one thing, over and over A ship had passed by just now Piggy spoke up and blamed Jack too So Jack hit him Piggy's glasses fell onto the rocks, and one lens broke That night, they still ate the meat Meat could be handed out right away But keeping the fire might mean waiting day after day and getting nothing Ralph was still the leader, but the meetings he called were harder and harder to hold The children were always afraid that a beast was hiding on the island Simon tried to say that maybe the thing they feared was inside themselves No one understood him, and he couldn't explain it well One night, there was a battle in the sky far away A dead parachutist fell onto the top of the mountain, and his parachute caught on the rocks When the wind blew, the ropes made the body move The twins who were keeping watch on the fire saw the dark shape rise and fall They ran back, terrified, and said they had seen the beast with their own eyes Later, even Ralph and Jack were frightened away by that shadow in the dim light The children didn't dare go to the mountain top again Jack accused Ralph of being a coward, and demanded a new vote for leader But not one hand went up to support him Crying, he stormed off and said he would hunt on his own Little by little, some children slipped away to follow him This time, the hunters chased down a mother pig and killed her while she was feeding her young They cut off her head and stuck it on a sharpened stick, as an offering to the beast Jack took some of his boys to Ralph's camp and stole fire from them Then he invited the other children to come and eat meat But Simon, who had stayed behind in the forest, came face to face, all alone, with that pig's head It was crawling with flies It was the Lord of the Flies In a daze, he felt the pig's head was talking to him It laughed at him for thinking the beast was something he could chase and kill The beast was in them The flies buzzed and buzzed, and Simon fainted When he woke up, he climbed the mountain alone At last he saw clearly what the so-called beast really was It was just a dead body, pulled by the ropes of a parachute He had to hurry and tell the others They didn't need to be afraid of that thing anymore Down below, Ralph and Piggy came too, to eat the meat A storm was coming Jack made the children dance the hunting dance They made a circle, stamped their feet, and waved their sticks They shouted, over and over, to kill the beast And Ralph and Piggy pushed into the crowd with them Simon came stumbling out of the dark, trying to tell them about the mountain But the crowd took him for the beast, and rushed at him all together Before he could pass on his news, his friends killed him there by the sea In the night, the rising tide carried his body away The next day, Ralph said it was murder He remembered that he had been there too But Piggy kept saying it was only an accident It was too dark, and everyone was too scared He reminded Ralph again and again that they had been standing outside the circle Jack told his tribe that the beast might come back Someone was tied up and beaten, and no one could say what he had done wrong To make fire for cooking meat, Jack led a night raid on the camp and stole Piggy's glasses Now Piggy could barely see, and Ralph and his friends had lost the only way to light the fire again Piggy insisted on getting his glasses back Holding the conch shell, he walked with Ralph and the twins to the rock castle that Jack had taken over He still believed that whoever held the conch shell had the right to speak He asked the painted children which was better, following the rules or chasing the kill Then Roger, up above, pushed down on a lever A huge rock came rolling down It struck Piggy and knocked him off the cliff The conch shell in his hands shattered at the very same moment The twins were seized, and Ralph was hurt He could only flee into the forest alone The next day, they began to hunt Ralph To drive him out of the bushes where he was hiding, the hunters set the forest on fire Ralph ran and ran for his life, the fire behind him, his companions all around him, searching At last, he burst out of the trees and fell down on the beach When he lifted his head, he saw a naval officer in uniform The smoke of the burning forest had brought a cruiser to the island The rescue fire Ralph had kept for so long had not brought help What finally brought the grown-ups was the fire his own friends had lit to kill him At first, the officer thought the boys were just playing at war Then Ralph said that two people were already dead The painted children with their sharp sticks stopped one by one on the beach Ralph wept He wept for the innocence that could never come back He wept for the darkness he had seen in people's hearts And he wept for Piggy, the boy he had once laughed at, who had always stood by his side The other children began to cry too The officer felt uneasy He turned away to give them some time His eyes moved out over the sea, and rested on the neat cruiser far away 前往小宇宙评论区与主播互动

每天五分钟听经典英文故事，读绘本，磨耳朵。一封没有署名的长信，揭开一生的爱恋、沉默与遗忘，让温柔与疏离、自尊与执念同时显现。 On his forty-first birthday, the writer R came home to Vienna and found a long, unsigned letter A woman told him her child had died the day before She had a fever, too If she survived, she'd tear up these pages The letter would reach him only after her death He began to read This woman knew his home and his habits He had no idea who she was At thirteen, she'd lived across the hall with her widowed mother Her mother was always grieving, and she had no one to confide in Before the new writer appeared, crates of his books arrived Some were written in languages she couldn't even recognize She wandered around the piles, imagining the man who'd read them She imagined, too, the unfamiliar world behind his door Then she saw him running lightly down the stairs He was young, nothing like the white-bearded old man she'd pictured Once, she opened a door for him He thanked her with a gentle smile She thought that look belonged to her alone Much later, she learned he looked at many women that way She began reading more, practicing the piano, and taking care with her clothes When they met, she hid the patches on her old clothes behind her schoolbag She was afraid he'd look down on her More often, she sat in the chilly entrance hall, watching his door through a peephole She knew his footsteps, when he went out, and when he traveled He hardly noticed her Her mother remarried and decided to move to Innsbruck Before they left, the girl rang his bell No one answered She waited again in the freezing hall until late that night At last he came home, with a woman beside him The next day, she was taken away from Vienna Her stepfather treated her kindly Her mother was willing to grant her wishes People invited her on outings, and young men showed interest She refused them all She didn't want to be happy somewhere far from him At eighteen, she insisted on earning her own living Finally, she returned to Vienna and found work in a clothing shop After work, she waited near his home At last, he turned to look at her She understood immediately He saw a pretty stranger All these years, she'd remembered every little thing about him She'd even imagined he might sometimes think of her She'd considered the possibility of rejection It had never occurred to her that he wouldn't remember her at all He took her to dinner, then invited her home She followed him up the familiar stairs, through the doorway where she'd once kept watch He was considerate and kind He neither pressured her nor made promises She wouldn't tell him about the past She feared that knowing how much she loved him would make him keep his distance In the morning, he took white roses from a blue vase and gave them to her She spent three nights there in all Then he was leaving on a trip He promised to contact her when he returned She left an address where the post office could hold his letters Still, she didn't tell him she was the child who'd once lived across the hall Every day, she asked whether a letter had arrived Eventually, his windows were lit again Still, no letter came She was pregnant She decided not to tell him In her letter, she said she feared he might doubt the child was his He might feel trapped Worse, he might ask her to give up the child, and she might be unable to refuse him Yet she knew he was always willing to help people who asked As a child, she'd seen him give a beggar a generous sum But he'd been eager to send the man away She didn't want to become another person he wanted to get rid of quickly She'd never asked him any of these questions She made the decision alone As the child grew inside her, she felt she finally had a life connected to his This one wouldn't leave her as he had Late in her pregnancy, she left the shop, afraid her relatives would find out She didn't ask her mother for help She lived by selling her jewelry Then her last money was stolen She had to enter a hospital that took in poor women giving birth In the crowded ward, she endured the pain She also endured doctors and students watching and examining her Her son was born there She wouldn't let her child suffer the humiliation of poverty Later, she accepted support from wealthy men and became their mistress Her son had fine clothes and a good education An older count cared for her He also worked to get the boy into a good school Several times he asked her to marry him Every time, she refused She knew marriage would give her and her son a secure home But she still wanted to remain free If the writer ever called for her, she wanted to be able to go to him at once Her son grew older He could lose himself in a book or spend hours happily playing In him, she saw the writer's own shifts between seriousness and playfulness With her child, longing for the man no longer hurt so much But every year, on the writer's birthday, she still sent white roses without her name Years later, she went to a dance hall with her lover and friends The writer watched her from the next table and signaled for her to come outside She followed Again, he didn't recognize her But he invited her to leave with him She told her lover she'd be right back She left him sitting there This was the man who cared for her and her son, the man who hoped to marry her She knew she was humiliating him Still, she didn't even collect her coat With only a scarf around her, she followed the writer into the night fog Back in the familiar room, she saw white roses in the blue vase She'd sent them the day before He treasured the flowers and held her tenderly But he didn't know who'd sent them He didn't know who he was holding, either The next morning, he invited her to breakfast and chatted warmly Still, he didn't ask her name or where she lived He was about to travel again At last, she tried to remind him The man she'd loved, she said, was always traveling, too Whenever he returned, he forgot her He looked at her earnestly and reassured her He wouldn't forget her, he said For a moment, she almost believed he'd finally remembered Then, in the mirror, she saw him quietly slipping several large banknotes into her muff, the garment she used to warm her hands She'd loved him for years She'd borne his son and raised him Now he was treating her as a woman he could pay to spend the night with him Still, she didn't tell him who she was Before leaving, she asked him for a rose Perhaps, she suggested, the flowers came from a woman he'd forgotten He only looked at her with friendly bewilderment At the door, his old servant Johann saw her tearful eyes Suddenly, he recognized her She pushed the banknotes into his hands and hurried away He hadn't seen her for years Yet he knew who she was Now her son was dead from influenza She'd watched over him for days and nights, until at last she fell asleep in her chair When she woke, he was no longer breathing By candlelight, she wrote these memories to the writer For the first time, she told him the boy had been his son, too Again and again, she said she didn't blame him Yet she couldn't stop writing that he'd never recognized her She'd once feared he wouldn't believe the child was his Now she regretted keeping it secret He would have loved the boy, she believed The letter was almost finished She said it comforted her to know her death wouldn't disturb his life But then she thought of the white roses Who would send them now At last, she asked him to buy roses every year on his birthday and put them in the vase Then she could still remain quietly beside him for one day R put down the letter His hands were trembling He tried to remember the child across the hall, the young girl, the woman in the dance hall Fragments rose and faded They never formed a clear face He looked toward his desk The blue vase was empty For the first time in years, there were no white roses on his birthday 前往小宇宙评论区与主播互动