The Wizard’s Fairy Tale

The first story is about a mirror and its fragments

caution! Now we are going to start talking. When we hear the end of this story, we will know more things than now, because he is a very bad kid. He is the worst guy because he is the devil. One day he was very happy because he made a mirror. This mirror has a characteristic: that is, all the good and beautiful things are shrunk into nothing when they are photographed inside; however, some worthless and ugly things will stand out and look more than the original. Worse. The most beautiful scenery in this mirror will look like boiled spinach; the best people either look abominable, or face down, feet up, no body, deformed faces, and cannot be recognized. If you have a freckles, you don't have to doubt that it can expand to cover your nose and mouth.

The devil said: This is really interesting. When a pious and kind thought appears in a person's heart, it appears as a grinning grin in this mirror. So the devil laughed triumphantly at his ingenious invention. Those who have been to the Devil's School-because he opened a school-will advertise wherever they go, saying that a miracle has happened now. They said that for the first time people can see the world and mankind as they are. They took this mirror and ran around, making sure that no country or nation has not been distorted in it. Now they actually want to fly to the sky to make fun of Angel or "our god". The higher the mirror and them fly, the more weird it smiles. They can hardly hold it. They flew higher and higher, approaching God and Angel; then the mirror and its strange smile began to tremble terribly, causing it to fall from their hands to the ground, falling into hundreds of millions, hundreds of billions, and countless pieces. In this way, the mirror does something even more unfortunate than before, because there are many fragments smaller than sand grains. They fly randomly in the world, as long as they fly into people's eyes, they will stick there and not move. These people see nothing right, or only see the bad side of things, because every small fragment still has the magic of the entire mirror. Some people even have such a fragment in their hearts, but unfortunately, the heart becomes an ice cube.

Some fragments are big enough to make the glass on the window, but it is not appropriate to see your friends through such glass. Some fragments were made into glasses. If people want to wear such glasses to see things correctly or judge things fairly, it is also wrong. This will cause the devil to laugh and make his stomach hurt because he feels so happy about such things. But there are still a few pieces of debris flying in the air. Let's listen now!

The second story a little boy and a little girl

In a big city, there are so many houses and residents, so little space, and people don't even have a small garden. As a result, most people are content with a few flowers in the pot. Two poor children live here, and they have a garden slightly larger than a flower pot. They are not brothers and sisters, but they love each other very much, just like brothers and sisters. Each of their parents lived in two attics facing each other. The roofs of the two houses are about to meet each other; under the two eaves there is a water heater; each room has a small window open. People can go from this window to that window as long as they cross the water basin.

The parents of the two families each have a big box with a small rose and the vegetables they need. The roses in both boxes are very beautiful. Now the two pairs of parents put the box on the water ridge, and the two ends of the box are almost against the windows on either side, like two embankments full of flowers. The pea vine hangs on the box, and the rose stretches out its long branches. They were coiled around the window and entangled with each other, almost like a triumphal arch of green leaves and flowers. Because the box was placed high, the children knew that they could not climb on it casually, but sometimes they got permission to climb on it, and the two came together and sat on a small stool under the roses. They can have a good time here.

This pastime is over in winter. The windows are often covered with ice. But then they heated a copper plate on the stove, stuck it on the window glass, and melted a small round peephole! Behind the peephole of each window was a beautiful, gentle eyeball peeking. This is the little boy and the little girl. The boy's name is Gai; the girl's name is Gerda.

In summer, they can come together with just one jump; but in winter, they have to go down a long ladder and then climb a long ladder. Snow flies outside.

"That's white bees gathering." said the old grandmother.

"Do they also have a queen bee?" the little boy asked. Because he knows that there is a queen bee in a real bee colony.

"Yes, they have one!" said grandmother. "She will fly wherever bees are densest. She is the largest bee. She never lives quietly in this world; she flies in a while Going to a dense swarm of bees. She often flies over the city streets on winter nights and looks into the window. The window is covered with strange ice, like a flower."

"Yes, I have seen this!" the two children said in unison. They know this is true.

"Can Snow Queen come in here?" the little girl asked.

"As long as you let her in," the boy said, "I will ask her to sit on the warm stove, and she will melt into water."

But the old grandmother trimmed his hair and told other stories.

In the evening, when little Kay was at home and half of his clothes undressed, he climbed onto the chair by the window and looked out through the little peephole. Several snowflakes fell slowly outside, the largest of them falling on the edge of the flower box. The snowflake grew bigger and bigger, and finally became a woman. She is dressed in the thinnest white yarn woven from snowflakes like countless stars. She is very beautiful and delicate, but she is made of ice cubes-shiny, shining ice cubes. But she is alive: her eyes are shining like two bright stars; but there is no peace or quiet in her eyes. She nodded and waved to Gae. The little boy became scared. He jumped off the chair and felt as if a giant bird was flying past the window.

The next day there was a frost... Then there was thawing... Spring had arrived. The sun was shining, green buds came out, swallows built their nests, the windows opened, and the children sat high in the small garden on the roof of the building.

The roses bloom so beautifully this summer! The little girl reads a hymn, and there is a mention of roses. When she talked about roses, she couldn't help thinking of her own flowers. So she sang this hymn to the little boy, and he also sang:

Roses grow luxuriantly in the valley,

There we meet the Holy Child Jesus.

The two little guys held hands, kissed the rose, looked at the shining sun of God, and talked to it as if the child **** was there. What a sunny summer it is! Outside, among the rose bushes, everything is so beautiful-these roses seem to never bloom!

Kay and Gerda sat looking at a picture book with birds and animals. At this time the clock on the cathedral tower struck exactly five times. So Gae said, "Ah! Something pierced my heart! Something fell into my eyes!"

The little girl put her arms around his neck. He blinked. No, he didn't see anything.

"I think there is nothing more!" he said. But this is not the case. What fell was a shard of glass cracked from the mirror. We still remember very clearly that it was a magic mirror, a piece of ugly glass. It takes all the great and good things as insignificant and abominable, but highlights all the vulgar and sinful things, and at the same time draws everyone's attention to the shortcomings of everything. Poor little Kay's heart was stuck with such a fragment, and his heart immediately became like an ice cube. He was not unhappy, but the fragments were hidden in his heart.

"Why are you crying?" he asked. "This makes you look really ugly! I don't like it at all. Bah!" He suddenly called out, "That rose was eaten by a bug! Look, this one is also crooked! They are indeed ugly roses! They really look like the box in which they are planted!"

So he kicked the box violently and pulled out the two roses.

"Gay, what are you doing?" the little girl called.

As soon as he saw her panic, he pulled out another rose. So he jumped into his window and let the gentle little Gerda stay outside.

When she later walked in with the picture album, he said that this book was only for the breast-feeding children. When grandmother was telling a story, he always inserted a "but..." when he had a chance, he would secretly follow her behind, wearing a pair of reading glasses, and imitating her. Speech: He learned so skillfully that everyone laughed at him. Soon he learned to imitate the conversation and walking of people on the street. All the weird and ugly things in people, Gai will imitate. Everyone said, "This kid, his mind must be very special!" But this is all because he has a piece of glass hidden in his eyes and a piece of glass in his heart. He even sneered at little Gerda, who loved him wholeheartedly.

His game is obviously a little different from before, he plays much smarter than before. On a winter day, when the snowflakes were flying, he walked out with a magnifying glass and lifted the hem of his blue shirt to let the snowflakes fall on it.

"Gerda, take a look at this mirror!" he said.

Each snowflake is enlarged, like a beautiful flower, or a star with six sharp horns. This is really wonderful.

"Look, how ingenious this is!" Gai said. "It's much more interesting than real flowers: there is nothing wrong with them-as long as they don't melt, they are very neat."

After a while, Gae walked over wearing thick gloves and carrying a sled. He yelled into Gerda's ear and said, "My box got permission to go to the square-many other children are playing there." So he left.

In the square, the most daring children often tie their sleighs behind the countrymen’s carriages, and then sit on the sleighs and run a long way. They ran very happy. When they were playing, a big sleigh slid over. It was painted snow-white, and there was a person sitting on it, wearing a thick white fur robe and a thick white hat. The sleigh slid twice around the square. So Gae quickly tied his sled to it and slid with it. It slid faster and faster until it slid down to a nearby street. The man on the sled turned around and nodded kindly to Kay. They seem to know each other. Every time Gay tried to untie his little sleigh, the man nodded to him again; so Gay sat down again. So they kept sliding out of the city gate. At this time, the snowflakes were densely underground, and the child could not see his fingers, but he was still sliding forward. He loosened the rope quickly now, trying to get rid of the big sleigh. But it didn't work at all, his little sleigh was fastened. They slide forward like the wind. At this moment he yelled loudly, but no one ignored him. The snowflakes are flying, and the sleigh is flying. They jumped up from time to time, as if flying over fences and ditches. He was very scared. He missed prayer, but he only remembered the multiplication table.

The snow is getting bigger and bigger. In the end the snowflake looked like a huge white chicken. The big sled suddenly jumped aside and stopped; the sled man stood up. This man's fur coat and hat are entirely made of snowflakes. This turned out to be a woman, tall and slender, with white light all over her body. She is the Snow Queen.

"We glided very well," she said, "but you are shaking with the cold? Get into my leather jacket."

She took him into her sled and let him sit next to her, and she wrapped him in her leather jacket. He seemed to have fallen into a snowdrift.

"Do you still feel cold?" she asked, and kissed his forehead.

what! This kiss is colder than ice! It kept penetrating into his heart, whose half had become ice cubes-he felt as if he was going to die. But this feeling didn't last long, and I immediately felt comfortable. He no longer felt the cold around him.

"My sleigh! Don't forget my sleigh!"

This was the first thing he thought of. It has been firmly tied to a white chicken, and this broiler is flying behind them with a sled. Queen Snow White kissed Kay again. From then on he completely forgot little Gerda, grandmother and all the people in the family.

"You don't need any more kisses now," she said, "because if you ask again, I will kiss you to death."

Gae looked at her. She is so beautiful, he can never imagine a more beautiful and smart face than this. Unlike the way she used to be when she was sitting outside the window and beckoning him, she is not like snow at all now. In his eyes, she was perfect; he was not scared at all now. He told her that he would calculate mental arithmetic, even the scores; he knew the entire area and inhabitants of the country. She just smiled. At this time, he seemed to feel that he didn't know too much. He raised his head and looked towards the vast sky; she flew with him to the clouds. The storm was blowing and howling, as if singing an old song. They flew over the woods and lakes, over the sea and the land; below them, the cold wind was screaming, the jackals were howling, and the snowflakes were shining. A group of screaming crows flew above. But there was a bright moon shining above, and Kay had been looking at it throughout this long winter night. At dawn he fell asleep at the feet of Xuehou.

The third story a garden of a woman who can make magic

What was the mood of little Gerda when Kay did not return? Where did he go? No one knew, no one brought any news. Some boys told her that they saw him tie the sledge to a beautiful big sledge, drove up the street, and slid out of the city gate. No one knows where he is. Many people shed tears, and little Gerda cried for a long time and was very sad. Later everyone thought he was dead-he fell and drowned in the river that ran through the city. Ah, what a dark and long winter day!

Now spring is coming with warm sunlight.

"Gay is dead and gone!" Little Gerda said.

"I don't believe it!" Sunlight said.

"He is dead and gone!" She said to Yanzi.

"I don't believe it!" they replied. In the end, little Gerda didn't believe it anymore.

"I will put on my new red shoes," she said one morning, "that pair of shoes Gaye has never seen before. Then I will go to the river to find him!"

It was still early at this time. She kissed the old grandmother who was still sleeping, so she put on her red shoes and walked out of the city alone to the river.

"Did you really take away my dear playmate? If you return him to me, I will give you these red shoes!"

She seemed to feel the wave nodding at her strangely. So she took off her favorite thing-red shoes. She threw the shoes into the river. But they landed very close to the shore, and the waves beat them back to the shore and returned them to her. The river seemed unwilling to accept her beloved thing, because it didn't take her dear Gae away. But she thought she could not throw these shoes far enough. So I got into a boat parked in the reeds. She went to the other end of the boat and threw the shoes out. But the boat was not secured, and she moved the boat off the shore. As soon as she discovered this situation, she wanted to leave the ship as soon as possible, but before she reached the other end, the ship had already left the shore an Aaron. It floats faster than before.

Little Gerda was very scared and began to cry. But no one could hear her except the sparrow; and the sparrow could not send her back to the land. But they flew along the river bank, singing, as if to comfort her: "We are here! We are here!" The boat went down the river. Little Gerda was sitting still, wearing only socks on her feet. A pair of her little red shoes floated behind her. But they can't float to the side of the boat because the boat goes very fast.

Both sides of the strait are very beautiful. There are beautiful flowers and old trees on the shore, and there are hillsides with cattle and sheep, but there is no one.

"Maybe this river will send me to Little Gae." Gerda thought.

Then her mood improved a bit. She stood up and looked at the beautiful green river banks on both sides for a long time. Soon she came to a big cherry orchard. There is a small house inside, with some strange blue and red windows, and a thatched roof. Outside there are two wooden soldiers standing: they salute all the people passing by in the boat.

Gerda called them because she thought they were real soldiers. Of course they will not answer. She came to them, and the river had floated the boat to the shore.

Gerda shouted louder. At this time, a very old woman came out with a cane: She was wearing a big straw hat with many beautiful flowers painted on it.

"You poor little baby!" said the old woman, "how could you float so far on this turbulent river?"

So the old woman went into the water, hooked the boat with a cane, dragged it to the shore, and carried the little Gerda down.

Gerda was very happy and was back on land now, but she was a little afraid of the strange old woman.

"Come on, tell me who you are? How did you come here." She said, Gerda told her everything. The old woman shook her head and said, "Humph! Humph!" When Gerda finished talking and asked her if she had seen Little Kay, the old woman said he hadn't been here yet, but he would definitely come. Don't be too sad, Gerda, she can taste the cherries and look at the flowers, they are better than any picture album, because they all can tell a story. So she took Gerda's hand, led her to the small room, and locked the door.

The windows are open high; the glass is painted red, blue, and yellow. The sunlight came in wonderfully, illuminating many different colors. There are many delicious cherries on the table. Gerda eats as much as possible, because she can eat more, it doesn't matter. When she was eating, the old woman combed her hair with a golden comb. Her hair was shackled into a long string of beautiful yellow circles, which hung over her kind little face, like blooming roses.

"I have long wished for a cute little girl like you," the old woman said. "Now you see, how will we two live happily together!"

When the old woman combed her hair, she gradually forgot about her playmate, Kay, because the old woman could do magic, but she was not a vicious witch. She just played a little illusion for her own pastime, and at the same time she wanted to keep little Gerda. So now she went to the garden and pointed her cane at all the roses. Although these flowers bloomed beautifully, they all sank to the dark ground in a short while: no one could tell where they were. The old woman was very scared: if Gerda saw a rose, she would think of her own flower, and therefore of little Gae, and would definitely run away.

She now led Gerda into the garden. Hi! How fragrant and beautiful it is! The flowers that people can imagine and the flowers of each season are blooming here: no picture album is so colorful or so beautiful. Gerda jumped up with joy. She played until the sun set behind the tall cherry trees. So she went to sleep on a beautiful bed; the eiderdown duvet was made of red silk, and there were blue violets inside. She fell asleep here and had some strange dreams, like a queen on her wedding day.

The next day she was able to play with the flowers in the warm sun again-after a few days, Gerda knew every flower. Although there are many kinds of flowers, she still feels that one is missing, but she doesn't know which one it is. One day she sat and stared at the flower painted on the old woman's straw hat: the most beautiful of them was a rose. When the old woman hid all the roses under the ground, she forgot to remove this one from her hat. But if one is not paying attention, the result will always be like this.

"Why, are there no roses here?" Gerda said.

So she jumped to the middle of the flower border, looked for and searched, but she couldn't find one. At this moment she sat on the ground and started crying: her tears fell on the place where a rose sank. When the tears moistened the soil, the rose immediately appeared, blooming with lush flowers, just as it did when it fell into the soil. Gerda hugged it and kissed the roses, so she thought of the beautiful roses at home, and at the same time thought of little Gai.

"Ah, how much time have I lost!" said the little girl. "I'm going to find little Kay! Do you know where he is?" she asked the roses. "Do you know he is dead?"

"He is not dead!" said Rose Blossom. "We used to stay in the ground for a while, and all the dead were there. But Gai was not there!"

"Thank you!" Little Gerda said. So she went to the other flowers, looked into their calyxes, and asked, "Do you know where Little Gae is!"

But every flower is basking in the sun, dreaming of its own story or fairy tale. Gerda heard many of these stories or fairy tales, but no flower knew any news about Gai.

What did the tiger lily flower say?

Have you heard the drum "Winter-Winter"? It always has only two tones: Winter-Winter! Please listen to the lament of the women! Please listen to the calling of the priests! Indian widows wear red robes and stand on the cremation pile. The flame scorched up towards her and her dead husband. But this Indian widow was thinking of a living person among the group of people standing around her: this person’s eyes burned hotter than the flames, and the fire in his eyes penetrated her heart, and it was going to burn faster than this. The flame of her body burned to ashes was still hot. Will the flame in the heart die in the flame on the cremation pile?

"I don't understand this at all!" Little Gerda said.

"This is the fairy tale I want to tell." Tiger Lily said.

What did the morning glory say?

An old castle faintly appeared on a narrow mountain road. Its ancient red walls are densely covered with ivy. One by one, the leaves climbed up the balcony. There was a beautiful girl standing on the balcony. She bent down on the railing and glanced towards the road. The flowers on any rose branch are not as bright as hers. Any apple blossoms blowing in the wind are not as light as hers. Her beautiful silk clothes made a crisp rustle!

"Has he not come yet?"

"Do you mean Kay?" Little Gerda asked.

"I'm just telling my fairy tale--my dream!" Morning glory replied.

What did Snowball Flower say?

A long plank was hung from the rope between the trees. This is a swing. Two beautiful little girls, dressed in snow-white clothes and hats with long green ribbons, are sitting on the swing. Their elder brother stood on a swing, holding a rope with his arm to stabilize himself, because he was holding a small dish in one hand and a cigarette holder in the other. He is blowing soap bubbles. The swing flew up, and so did the colorful and beautiful soap bubbles. The last soap bubble is still hanging on the cigarette holder, swinging in the wind. The swing was flying; a little black dog as light as a soap bubble stood up on its hind legs, and wanted to climb onto the swing. The swing continued to fly, and the puppy rolled down, barking and getting angry. Everyone laughed at it, and the soap bubble burst. A flying swing board and a bursting bubble-this is my song!

"The story you are telling may be very beautiful, but you told it so miserably, and you didn't mention little Gae."

What did the hyacinth say?

Once upon a time there were three beautiful, transparent and delicate sisters. The first is dressed in red, the second is dressed in blue, and the third is dressed in white. They danced arm in arm by a quiet lake in the bright moonlight. They are not mountain monsters. They are the daughters of the world. The air is full of sweet aroma! The girls disappeared in the woods. The aroma becomes stronger. Three coffins—with these three beautiful girls lying inside—float from the bushes to the lake. Fireflies fly above them, like little flying lights. These dancing girls are sleeping or dead. The fragrance of the flowers said they were dead, and at the same time, Twilight Bell was also mourning!

"You make me feel very sad," Little Gerda said. "You make such a strong fragrance, and I can't help but think of the dead girls. Hi, is Little Gay really dead? The roses once went underground to see, they said no."

"Ding! Bang!" The hyacinth bell rang. "We are not knocking for the little Kay-we don't know him! We are just singing our song-the only song we know."

Gerda went to the buttercup. The flower smiles in the glittering green leaves.

"You are a shining little sun," Gerda said. "Please tell me, if you know, where can I find my playmate?"

The golden phoenix radiated a beautiful brilliance and looked at Gerda again. What song will Golden Phoenix sing? This song has nothing to do with Kay.

In a small courtyard, the sun of our God was shining warmly on the first day of spring. Its light glides on the white wall of the neighbor's house. Near here, the first yellow flower bloomed, shining like gold in the warm sunlight. The old grandmother was sitting on the chair outside the door, and her granddaughter-a very beautiful poor girl-was coming home to pay a short visit. She kissed her grandmother. There is gold in this happy kiss, gold in my heart. The lips are gold, the whole body is gold, and this morning is also gold. This! This is my story!

Golden Phoenix said.

"My poor old grandmother!" Gerda sighed. "Yes, she must be thinking of me and worrying about me, just as she is worrying about little Gae. But I'm going home soon, taking Gae home. Inquire about these flowers The children are of no use. They only know how to sing their own songs, and they can't tell me any news!" So she **** her little blouse to run faster. But when she jumped over the daffodil, the flower caught her leg. She stopped to look at the long flower and asked, "Maybe you know some news?"

So she bent over to the flower. What are the flowers talking about?

I can see myself! I can see myself! Oh my God! Oh my God! How sweet I am! In that little top floor stood a little dancer: she stood on one leg for a while, and stood on two legs for a while. Her heels jumped across the world. She is nothing but an illusion. She pours water from a teapot onto a piece of her cloth-this is her corset-it is a good habit to love cleaning! Her white robe was hung on a nail. It was also washed in a teapot and dried on the roof: she put on the dress, and at the same time she wore an orange turban around her neck, making the dress whiter. Her legs crossed. Look at the look of her standing on one leg. I can see myself! I can see myself!

"This doesn't interest me either!" Gerda said. "It doesn't make any sense to me!" So she ran to the end of the garden. The door is locked. But she twisted the rusty lock, the lock was loosened, and the door opened automatically. So little Gerda ran outside barefoot. She looked back three times and no one was chasing her. At last she couldn't run anymore, so she sat down on a big rock. When she looked around, summer had passed-it was late autumn. In that beautiful garden, people can't notice this matter-there will always be sunlight and flowers for all seasons.

"Ah! How much time I wasted!" Little Gerda said. "It's autumn already! I can't rest anymore!" So she stood up and continued walking. Oh! How sore and tired her little feet are! The surrounding is a cold and gloomy landscape. The leaves of the willow trees have turned yellow, and the fog turned into water droplets on them. The leaves are falling down rustlingly. Only the hawthorn bears fruit, so sour that the teeth will fall off. what! How gray and desolate this vast world is!

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The fourth story prince and princess

Gerda had to rest again. Opposite the place where she was sitting, a big crow jumped over on the snow. The crow has been sitting for a long time, looking at her blankly, turning his head. Now it said: "Crack! Guak! Good day! Good day!" This is the only voice it can make, and it has a good impression of this little girl. It asked her where she wanted to go in this vast world alone. Gerda deeply realized the meaning of the word "alone". She told the crow all her life and experiences, and asked if she had ever seen Gai.

The crow nodded thoughtfully and said: "Maybe I have seen it! Maybe I have seen it!"

"Why, have you really seen it?" the little girl cried, almost suffocating the crow-she kissed it so passionately.

"Be lighter! Be lighter!" said the crow. "I believe that might have been little Kay! But he forgot about you because of the princess!"

"Does he live with a princess?" Gerda asked.

"Yes, please listen!" said the crow, "but it is too difficult for me to speak your language. If you can understand the crow's language, then I can speak more clearly!"

"No, I haven't learned it!" Gerda said, "but my grandmother knows and can speak this language. I just hope I have learned it too."

"It doesn't matter!" said the crow, "I try to be as clear as possible, but it may become more confused as I speak."

So the crow told everything it knew.

"In the kingdom where we are now, there is a very clever princess. She has read all the newspapers in the world, and then forgot about them because she is so clever. Recently, she took the throne-it is said that this It's not very funny-at this time she hummed a song, and the song only had this sentence:'Why don't I get married now?' She said:'Yes, this sentence makes sense.' So she wanted to Married. But the husband she hopes is: when people talk to him, he must be able to answer, not only to stand there, just to look good-because it is annoying. So she called all the maids in: be them When they knew her intentions, they were very happy. "Excellent!" They said, "We also had this opinion not long ago." Please believe that every word I say to you is true!" Crow Say. "I have a very docile lover who can move freely in the palace, so she told me everything."

Of course the so-called "lover" is nothing more than a crow, because the crow will only find similar things-it will always be a crow.

"All the newspapers are published immediately. The heart and the first letter of the princess's name are printed on the side of the newspaper as decoration. People can read: every beautiful young man can come to the palace and talk to the princess freely, and the conversation If a person can make people feel that he is unrestrained and responsive, the princess will choose him as her husband! Yes, yes!" said the crow, "please believe me. My words are true and not false. Young people arrived in droves. When they came to the street, they could say anything; but they entered the palace door together, saw the doorman in silver uniform, and saw men in golden uniforms standing on the steps. When the servants and the dazzling hall, they could not say anything, they could only repeat the last word of the princess's words-and she didn't want to listen to her own words anymore. It seemed that all these people had their belly They were stuffed with snuff and fell asleep. They could only speak when they returned to the street. These people stood in a long line from the gate to the gate of the palace. I used to go to see it myself. Once!" said the crow. "They became hungry and thirsty, but when they got to the palace, they didn't even get a cup of warm water. The smartest people took a bit of buttered bread with them, but they didn't share it with those next to them, because They thought,'Let this guy look like a hungry ghost, the princess won't want him!'"

"But Gae, how about little Gae?" Gerda asked, "When will he come? Will he be among them?"

"Wait! Wait! We are about to talk about him soon! It was the third day that a little character arrived. He did not ride a horse or ride a car. He strode happily into the palace. . His eyes shine like yours. His hair is long and thin, but his clothes are very shabby!"

"That's Jai!" Gerda said happily, "Oh, I finally found him!" So she clapped her hands.

"He is carrying a small suitcase on his back!" said the crow.

"No, it must be his sled!" Gerda said, "because he took the sled."

"Maybe!" said the crow, "because I didn't look at it carefully! But I heard my tamed lover talk about it when he walked into the palace door and saw the guards in silver uniforms and the golden steps When the servant was in uniform, he didn't panic at all. He nodded and said to them:'Standing on these steps must be a very boring job-I would rather walk in!' The candle in the hall was shining brightly. It was like daylight. The Secret Advisers and Ministers walked around barefoot holding golden plates. It was a solemn feeling! His boots made creaking noises, but he was not afraid at all. !"

"This must be Gai!" Gerda said. "I know he is wearing a new pair of boots; I heard them creaking in my grandmother's room."

"Yes, they do make noise!" said the crow. "He bravely walked up to the princess. She was sitting on a pearl the size of a spinning wheel. All the maids and their maids and maids' maids Ring, all the courtiers and their servants, and the servants of the servants—each one has a small servant—are standing around. The closer they stand to the door, the more impressive they are! These servants The servant's little servant-he always wears uniform-almost makes people afraid to look at him, because he is very proud of standing at the door!"

"This must be terrible!" Little Gerda said, "but did Gae get the princess?"

"If I'm not a crow, I can get her, even though I'm engaged. He talks like I do when I speak crows-this is what I heard from my tamed lover. He is brave , And likable. He did not come to propose to the princess, but to listen to the princess’s wisdom. He liked her; she also liked him."

"Yes, that must be Kay!" Gerda said. "He is so smart, he can calculate mental arithmetic until he scores. Oh! Can you take me to the palace?"

"It's easier said than done!" said the crow. "But how do we do it? Let me discuss with my tamed lover first. She may give us some advice. I want to tell you one thing-girls like you don't usually get permission to walk in. Go inside."

"Yes, I have permission!" Gerda said. "When Kay knew I was coming, he would come out immediately and invited me in."

"Please wait for me at the gate," the crow said, so it turned and flew away.

When the crow came back, it had been dark for a long time.

"Crack! Crouch!" it said, "I greet you on behalf of my love. This is a small slice of bread I brought you. This is what she took out of the kitchen. There is a lot of bread. You must be very good now. Hungry!... It is impossible for you to think about going to the palace because you are barefoot. The guards in silver uniforms and the servants in golden uniforms will not let you in. But please don't cry; you You can still go in. My lover knows a small back staircase that leads to the bedroom, and she also knows where to get the key!"

So they went into the garden and walked on a broad tree-lined road. The leaves are falling rustlingly here. When the lights in the palace went out one by one, the crow led little Gerda to the back door. The door is ajar.

cough! How frightened and anxious Gerda's heart was! She seemed to think she was doing something bad; but all she wished to know was little Kay. Yes, it must be him. She was vividly remembering his smart eyes and long hair. She could imagine how he smiled-the kind of smile he had when sitting under the rose tree at home. He must have been very happy to see her; to hear that she had walked so much to find him; to hear how sad the family was for his departure. Ah, this is both scary and delightful.

They are now up the stairs. A small lamp was lit on the cupboard; in the middle of the room, stood the tame crow. It turned its head around and looked at Gerda. She curtsy the way her grandmother taught her.

"My little girl, my fiancé told you very well," said the tame crow. "Your life experience-we can say so-is very touching! Would you please pick up the light? We can lead the way in front of you. We can keep going because we won’t run into anyone."

"I feel as if someone is following me." Gerda said, because something slid past her; it was like a shadow on the wall, a thin-legged, leaping red-maned horse, young Hunters and gentlemen and wives riding on horses.

"These things are just a dream!" said the crow. "They came to take the thoughts of these nobles out on a safari. This is a good thing, because then you can watch them while they are sleeping. But I hope that when you Please don't forget me when you get rich and honorable in the future!"

"Of course this is not a problem!" said the crow in the woods.

They now walk into the first hall. Many pink satin embroidered with flowers hung on the wall. Here, Meng ran past them, but they ran so fast that Gerda didn't have time to inspect these important people. The second hall is always more beautiful than the first. Yes, a person will look dizzy! Finally they came to the bedroom. Here, the ceiling is like a palm tree canopy with glass-precious glass-leaves. In the center of the room there are two beds hanging on a thick gold pole, and each bed is like a lily. The color of one is white, and the princess sleeps in it; the other is red, and Gerda hopes to find a little Gae in it. She separated a red petal, so she saw a brown neck. Oh, this is Gai! She called out his name loudly and brought the lamp to him. Meng once again rushed into the room on a horse. He woke up and turned around. However—he was not a little Kay!

The prince just had a neck similar to his. But he is young and beautiful. The princess peeked out from the bed of lilies, and asked who was here. Little Gerda cried and told her all the story and the help the crow had given her.

"Poor boy!" said the prince and princess.

They praised the crows and said that they were not angry with them, but they couldn't do such things often. Even so, they still deserve a reward.

"Are you willing to fly freely," the princess asked, "or would you like to be a crow in the palace and get a fixed position and enjoy the right to eat leftovers in the kitchen?"

The two crows bowed and asked for a fixed position because they thought of their old age. They say: “It’s always a good thing to get some supply when you’re old, as the saying goes.”

The prince climbed out of the bed and let Gerda sleep in his bed-he could only do this. Her little fingers crossed her fingers, and she thought: "What kind of things are people and animals!" So she closed her eyes and fell asleep happily. All the dreams flew in again; this time they were like Angel. They dragged a small sled, and Gae sat on it and nodded. All this is just a dream. When she woke up, these dreams disappeared.

She wore silk and velvet clothes all over the next day. Someone suggested to her, asking her to stay in the palace and enjoy a happy time. But she only asked for a horse-drawn cart~www.ltnovel.com~ and a pair of small boots. So she can drive outside again to find Gai.

Not only did she get a pair of boots, but she also got a hand warmer, and she was wearing neat and neat clothes. When she was about to leave, a car made of pure gold stopped outside and waited for her. The emblems of the prince and princess shined like a star on it. The coachman, the waiter, and the rider—because there are also the riders—all wore clothes embroidered with gold crowns. The prince and princess personally helped her get into the car and wished her a safe journey. The crow in the woods-it is now married-escorted her along the first three miles of Denmark. It was sitting next to Gerda, because it couldn't bear to sit with its back to the horse. The other crow stood at the door, flapping its wings. She couldn't walk with them because she had a headache, and the headache was because she ate too much after getting the fixed position. The walls of the car were filled with sweet biscuits, and the seats were filled with **** biscuits and fruit.

"Farewell! Goodbye!" the prince and princess cried, little Gerda cried, and the crow cried. They walked the first few Danish miles together like this, so the crow also said goodbye-this was the saddest parting. The crow flew to a tree, flapping its black wings, until it could not see the carriage-the carriage shining like a bright sun.

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①This is a kind of etiquette in Northern Europe. When doing this, bend the knee of your left leg and nod your head. Now primary school students in Northern Europe (especially Sweden) still bow this way when they meet their teacher on the street.

②One Danish li is approximately equal to fifteen li in our country's calculation unit.

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