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篇1：格林童话故事英文
One summer morning a little tailor was sitting on his table near the window. In good spirits, he was sewing with all his might. A peasant woman came down the street crying, “Good jam for sale! Good jam for sale!” That sounded good to the little tailor, so he stuck his dainty head out the window and shouted, “Come up here, my dear woman! You can sell your goods here!”
The woman carried her heavy basket up the three flights of stairs to the tailor, who had her unpack all of her jars. He examined them, picking each one up and holding it to his nose. Finally he said, “This jam looks good to me. Weigh out four ounces for me, even if it comes to a quarter pound.”
The woman, who had hoped to make a good sale, gave him what he asked for, then went away angry and grumbling.
“May God bless this jam to give me health and strength,” said the little tailor. Then taking a loaf of bread from his cupboard, he cut himself a large slice and spread it with the jam. “That is not going to taste bad,” he said, “but I will finish the jacket before I bite into it.”
He laid the bread aside and continued his sewing, happily making his stitches larger and larger. Meanwhile the smell of the sweet jam rose to the wall where a large number of flies were sitting. Attracted by the smell, a swarm of them settled onto the bread.
“Hey! Who invited you?” said the little tailor, driving away the unbidden guests. However, the flies, who did not understand German, would not be turned away, and they came back in ever-increasing numbers. Finally, losing his temper, he reached for a piece of cloth and shouted, “Wait, now I'm going to give it to you!” then hit at them without mercy. When he backed off and counted, there were no fewer than seven of them lying dead before him, with their legs stretched out.
“Aren't you someone?” he said to himself, surprised at his own bravery. The whole town shall hear about this.“ He hastily cut out a banner for himself, then embroidered on it with large letters, Seven with one blow. ”The town?“ he said further. ”The whole world shall hear about this!“ And his heart jumped for joy like a lamb's tail.
The tailor tied the banner around his body and set forth into the world, for he thought that his workshop was too small for such bravery. Before leaving he looked about his house for something that he could take with him. Finding nothing but a piece of old cheese, he put that into his pocket. Outside the town gate he found a bird that was caught in a bush. It went into his pocket with the cheese.
He bravely took to the road, and being light and agile he did not grow weary. The road led him up a mountain, and when he reached the top a huge giant was sitting there, looking around contentedly.
The little tailor went up to him cheerfully and said, ”Good day, comrade. Are you just sitting here looking at the wide world? I am on my way out there to prove myself. Do you want to come with me?“
The giant looked at the tailor with contempt, saying, ”You wretch! You miserable fellow!“
”You don't say!“ answered the little tailor. Unbuttoning his coat, he showed the banner to the giant. ”You can read what kind of man I am.“
The giant read Seven with one blow, and thinking that the tailor had killed seven men, he gained some respect for the little fellow. But he did want to put him to the test, so he picked up a stone and squeezed it with his hand until water dripped from it.
”Do what I just did,“ said the giant, ”if you have the strength.“
”Is that all?“ said the little tailor. ”That is child's play for someone like me.“ Reaching into his pocket he pulled out the soft cheese and squeezed it until liquid ran from it. ”That was even better, wasn't it?“ he said.
The giant did not know what to say, for he did not believe the little man. Then the giant picked up a stone and threw it so high that it could scarcely be seen. ”Now, you little dwarf, do that.“
”A good throw,“ said the tailor, ”but the stone did fall back to earth. I'll throw one for you that will not come back.“ He reached into his pocket, pulled out the bird, and threw it into the air. Happy to be free, the bird flew up and away, and did not come back. ”How did you like that, comrade?“ asked the tailor.
”You can throw well enough,“ said the giant, but now let's see if you are able to carry anything proper.” He led the little tailor to a mighty oak tree that had been cut down and was lying on the ground. He said, “If you are strong enough, then help me carry this tree out of the woods.”
“Gladly,” answered the little man. “You take the trunk on your shoulder, and I will carry the branches and twigs. After all, they are the heaviest.”
The giant lifted the trunk onto his shoulder, but the tailor sat down on a branch, and the giant, who could not see behind himself, had to drag long the entire tree, with the little tailor sitting on top. Cheerful and in good spirits, he whistled the song “There Were Three Tailors Who Rode Out to the Gate,” as though carrying a tree were child's play.
The giant, after dragging the heavy load a little way, could not go any further, and he called out, “Listen, I have to drop the tree.”
The tailor jumped down agilely, took hold of the tree with both arms, as though he had been carrying it, and said to the giant, “You are such a big fellow, and you can't even carry a tree.”
They walked on together until they came to a cherry tree. The giant took hold of the treetop where the ripest fruit was hanging, bent it down, and put it into the tailor's hand, inviting him to eat. However, the little tailor was much too weak to hold the tree, and when the giant let go, the tree sprang upward, throwing the tailor into the air. When he fell back to earth, without injury, the giant said, “What? You don't have enough strength to hold that little switch?”
“There is no lack of strength,” answered the little tailor. “Do you think that that would be a problem for someone who killed seven with one blow? I jumped over the tree because hunters are shooting down there in the brush. Jump over it yourself, if you can.”
The giant made the attempt, but could not clear the tree and got stuck in the branches. So the little tailor kept the upper hand here as well.
The giant said, “If you are such a brave fellow, then come with me to our cave and spend the night with us.”
The little tailor agreed and followed him. When they reached the cave, other giants were sitting there by a fire. Each one had a roasted sheep in his hand and was eating from it. The little tailor looked around and thought, “It is a lot more roomy here than in my workshop.
The giant showed him a bed and told him to lie down and go to sleep. However, the little tailor found the bed too large, so instead of lying there he crept into a corner. At midnight the giant thought that the little tailor was fast asleep, so he got up, took a large iron bar, and with a single blow smashed the bed in two. He thought he had put an end to the grasshopper.
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They quarreled for a while, but because they were tired, they made peace, and they both closed their eyes again. Then the little tailor began his game again. Choosing his largest stone, he threw it at the first giant with all his strength, hitting him in the chest.
”That is too mean!“ shouted the giant, then jumped up like a madman and pushed his companion against the tree, until it shook. The other one paid him back in kind, and they became so angry that they pulled up trees and struck at each other until finally, at the same time, they both fell to the ground dead.
Then the little tailor jumped down. ”It is fortunate,“ he said, ”that they did not pull up the tree where I was sitting, or I would have had to jump into another one like a squirrel. But people like me are nimble.“
Drawing his sword, he gave each one a few good blows to the chest, then went back to the horsemen and said, ”The work is done. I finished off both of them, but it was hard. In their need they pulled up trees to defend themselves. But it didn't help them, not against someone like me who kills seven with one blow.“
”Are you not wounded?“ asked the horsemen.
”Everything is all right,“ answered the tailor. ”They did not so much as bend one of my hairs.“
Not wanting to believe him, the horesemen rode into the woods. There they found the giants swimming in their own blood, and all around lay the uprooted trees.
The little tailor asked the king for the promised reward, but the latter regretted the promise, and once again he began to think of a way to get the hero off his neck. ”Before you receive my daughter and half the kingdom,“ he said, ”you must fulfill another heroic deed. In the woods there is a unicorn that is causing much damage. First you must capture it.
“I am even less afraid of a unicorn than I was of two giants. Seven with one blow, that is my thing.”
Taking a rope and an ax, he went into the woods. Once again he told those who went with him to wait behind. He did not have to look very long. The unicorn soon appeared, leaping toward the tailor as if it wanted to spear him at once.
“Gently, gently,” said the tailor. “Not so fast.” He stopped, waited until the animal was very near, then jumped agilely behind a tree. The unicorn ran with all its might into the tree, sticking its horn so tightly into the trunk that it did not have enough strength to pull it out again, and thus it was captured.
“Now I have the little bird,” said the tailor, coming out from behind the tree. First he tied the rope around the unicorn's neck, then he cut the horn out of the tree with the ax. When everything was ready, he led the animal away and brought it to the king.
The king still did not want to give him the promised reward and presented a third requirement. Before the wedding, the tailor was to capture a wild boar that was causing great damage in the woods. Huntsmen were to assist him.
“Gladly,” said the tailor. “That is child's play.”
He did not take the huntsmen into woods with him, and they were glad about that, for they had encountered the wild boar before and had no desire to do so again.
When the boar saw the tailor he ran toward him with foaming mouth and grinding teeth, wanting to throw him to the ground. But the nimble hero ran into a nearby chapel, then with one leap jumped back out through a window. The boar ran in after him, but the tailor ran around outside and slammed the door. Thus the furious animal was captured, for it was too heavy and clumsy to jump out the window. The little tailor called to the huntsmen. They had to see the captured boar with their own eyes.
The hero reported to the king, who now —— whether he wanted to or not —— had to keep his promise and give him his daughter and half the kingdom. If he had known that it was not a war hero, but rather a little tailor standing before him, it would have been even more painful for him. The wedding was thus held with great ceremony but little joy, and a king was made from a tailor.
Some time later the young queen heard in the night how her husband said in a dream, “Boy, make the jacket for me, and patch the trousers, or I will hit you across your ears with a yardstick.” Thus she determined where the young lord had come from. The next morning she brought her complaint to her father, asking him to help her get rid of the man, who was nothing more than a tailor.
The king comforted her, saying, “Tonight leave your bedroom door unlocked. My servants will stand outside, and after he falls asleep they will go inside, bind him, and carry him to a ship that will take him far away from here.”
The wife was satisfied with this. However, the king's squire, who had a liking for the young lord, heard everything and revealed the whole plot to him.
“I'll put a stop to that,” said the little tailor. That evening he went to bed with his wife at the usual time. When she thought he was asleep she got up, opened the door, and then went back to bed. The little tailor, who was only pretending to be asleep, began crying out with a clear voice, “Boy, make the jacket for me, and patch the trousers, or I will hit you across your ears with a yardstick! I have struck down seven with one blow, killed two giants, led away a unicorn, and captured a wild boar, and I am supposed to be afraid of those who are standing just outside the bedroom!”
When those standing outside heard the tailor say this, they were so overcome with fear that they ran away, as though the wild horde was behind them. None of them dared to approach him ever again.
Thus the little tailor was a king, and he remained a king as long as he lived.
They quarreled for a while, but because they were tired, they made peace, and they both closed their eyes again. Then the little tailor began his game again. Choosing his largest stone, he threw it at the first giant with all his strength, hitting him in the chest.
“That is too mean!” shouted the giant, then jumped up like a madman and pushed his companion against the tree, until it shook. The other one paid him back in kind, and they became so angry that they pulled up trees and struck at each other until finally, at the same time, they both fell to the ground dead.
Then the little tailor jumped down. “It is fortunate,” he said, “that they did not pull up the tree where I was sitting, or I would have had to jump into another one like a squirrel. But people like me are nimble.”
Drawing his sword, he gave each one a few good blows to the chest, then went back to the horsemen and said, “The work is done. I finished off both of them, but it was hard. In their need they pulled up trees to defend themselves. But it didn't help them, not against someone like me who kills seven with one blow.”
“Are you not wounded?” asked the horsemen.
“Everything is all right,” answered the tailor. “They did not so much as bend one of my hairs.”
Not wanting to believe him, the horesemen rode into the woods. There they found the giants swimming in their own blood, and all around lay the uprooted trees.
The little tailor asked the king for the promised reward, but the latter regretted the promise, and once again he began to think of a way to get the hero off his neck. “Before you receive my daughter and half the kingdom,” he said, “you must fulfill another heroic deed. In the woods there is a unicorn that is causing much damage. First you must capture it.
”I am even less afraid of a unicorn than I was of two giants. Seven with one blow, that is my thing.“
Taking a rope and an ax, he went into the woods. Once again he told those who went with him to wait behind. He did not have to look very long. The unicorn soon appeared, leaping toward the tailor as if it wanted to spear him at once.
”Gently, gently,“ said the tailor. ”Not so fast.“ He stopped, waited until the animal was very near, then jumped agilely behind a tree. The unicorn ran with all its might into the tree, sticking its horn so tightly into the trunk that it did not have enough strength to pull it out again, and thus it was captured.
”Now I have the little bird,“ said the tailor, coming out from behind the tree. First he tied the rope around the unicorn's neck, then he cut the horn out of the tree with the ax. When everything was ready, he led the animal away and brought it to the king.
The king still did not want to give him the promised reward and presented a third requirement. Before the wedding, the tailor was to capture a wild boar that was causing great damage in the woods. Huntsmen were to assist him.
”Gladly,“ said the tailor. ”That is child's play.“
He did not take the huntsmen into woods with him, and they were glad about that, for they had encountered the wild boar before and had no desire to do so again.
When the boar saw the tailor he ran toward him with foaming mouth and grinding teeth, wanting to throw him to the ground. But the nimble hero ran into a nearby chapel, then with one leap jumped back out through a window. The boar ran in after him, but the tailor ran around outside and slammed the door. Thus the furious animal was captured, for it was too heavy and clumsy to jump out the window. The little tailor called to the huntsmen. They had to see the captured boar with their own eyes.
The hero reported to the king, who now —— whether he wanted to or not —— had to keep his promise and give him his daughter and half the kingdom. If he had known that it was not a war hero, but rather a little tailor standing before him, it would have been even more painful for him. The wedding was thus held with great ceremony but little joy, and a king was made from a tailor.
Some time later the young queen heard in the night how her husband said in a dream, ”Boy, make the jacket for me, and patch the trousers, or I will hit you across your ears with a yardstick.“ Thus she determined where the young lord had come from. The next morning she brought her complaint to her father, asking him to help her get rid of the man, who was nothing more than a tailor.
The king comforted her, saying, ”Tonight leave your bedroom door unlocked. My servants will stand outside, and after he falls asleep they will go inside, bind him, and carry him to a ship that will take him far away from here.“
The wife was satisfied with this. However, the king's squire, who had a liking for the young lord, heard everything and revealed the whole plot to him.
”I'll put a stop to that,“ said the little tailor. That evening he went to bed with his wife at the usual time. When she thought he was asleep she got up, opened the door, and then went back to bed. The little tailor, who was only pretending to be asleep, began crying out with a clear voice, ”Boy, make the jacket for me, and patch the trousers, or I will hit you across your ears with a yardstick! I have struck down seven with one blow, killed two giants, led away a unicorn, and captured a wild boar, and I am supposed to be afraid of those who are standing just outside the bedroom!“
When those standing outside heard the tailor say this, they were so overcome with fear that they ran away, as though the wild horde was behind them. None of them dared to approach him ever again.
Thus the little tailor was a king, and he remained a king as long as he lived.
篇2：格林童话故事英文
An old woman lived in a village. She had gathered a serving of beans and wanted to cook them, so she prepared a fire in her fireplace. To make it burn faster she lit it with a handful of straw. While she was pouring the beans into the pot, one of them fell unnoticed to the floor, coming to rest next to a piece of straw. Soon afterward a glowing coal jumped out of the fireplace and landed next to them.
The straw said, ”Dear friends, where do you come from?“
The coal answered, ”I jumped from the fireplace, to my good fortune. If I had not forced my way out, I surely would have died. I would have burned to ash.“
The bean said, ”I too saved my skin. If the old woman had gotten me into the pot I would have been cooked to mush without mercy, just like my comrades.“
”Would my fate have been any better?“ said the straw. ”The old woman sent all my brothers up in fire and smoke. She grabbed sixty at once and killed them. Fortunately I slipped through her fingers.“
”What should we do now?“ asked the coal.
”Because we have so fortunately escaped death,“ answered the bean, ”I think that we should join together as comrades. To prevent some new misfortune from befalling us here, let us together make our way to another land.“
This proposal pleased the other two, and they set forth all together.
They soon came to a small brook, and because there was neither a bridge nor a walkway there, they did not know how they would get across it.
Then the straw had a good idea, and said, ”I will lay myself across it, and you can walk across me like on a bridge.“
So the straw stretched himself from one bank to the other. The coal, who was a hot-headed fellow, stepped brashly onto the newly constructed bridge, but when he got to the middle and heard the water rushing beneath him, he took fright, stopped, and did not dare to go any further. Then the straw caught fire, broke into two pieces, and fell into the brook. The coal slid after him, hissed as he fell into the water, and gave up the ghost.
The bean who had cautiously stayed behind on the bank had to laugh at the event. He could not stop, and he laughed so fiercely that he burst. Now he too would have died, but fortunately a wandering tailor was there, resting near the brook. Having a compassionate heart, he got out a needle and thread and sewed the bean back together.
The bean thanked him most kindly. However, because he had used black thread, since that time all beans have had a black seam.
篇3：格林童话故事英文
One summer morning a little tailor was sitting on his table near the window. In good spirits, he was sewing with all his might. A peasant woman came down the street crying, ”Good jam for sale! Good jam for sale!“ That sounded good to the little tailor, so he stuck his dainty head out the window and shouted, ”Come up here, my dear woman! You can sell your goods here!“
The woman carried her heavy basket up the three flights of stairs to the tailor, who had her unpack all of her jars. He examined them, picking each one up and holding it to his nose. Finally he said, ”This jam looks good to me. Weigh out four ounces for me, even if it comes to a quarter pound.“
The woman, who had hoped to make a good sale, gave him what he asked for, then went away angry and grumbling.
”May God bless this jam to give me health and strength,“ said the little tailor. Then taking a loaf of bread from his cupboard, he cut himself a large slice and spread it with the jam. ”That is not going to taste bad,“ he said, ”but I will finish the jacket before I bite into it.“
He laid the bread aside and continued his sewing, happily making his stitches larger and larger. Meanwhile the smell of the sweet jam rose to the wall where a large number of flies were sitting. Attracted by the smell, a swarm of them settled onto the bread.
”Hey! Who invited you?“ said the little tailor, driving away the unbidden guests. However, the flies, who did not understand German, would not be turned away, and they came back in ever-increasing numbers. Finally, losing his temper, he reached for a piece of cloth and shouted, ”Wait, now I'm going to give it to you!“ then hit at them without mercy. When he backed off and counted, there were no fewer than seven of them lying dead before him, with their legs stretched out.
”Aren't you someone?“ he said to himself, surprised at his own bravery. The whole town shall hear about this.” He hastily cut out a banner for himself, then embroidered on it with large letters, Seven with one blow. “The town?” he said further. “The whole world shall hear about this!” And his heart jumped for joy like a lamb's tail.
The tailor tied the banner around his body and set forth into the world, for he thought that his workshop was too small for such bravery. Before leaving he looked about his house for something that he could take with him. Finding nothing but a piece of old cheese, he put that into his pocket. Outside the town gate he found a bird that was caught in a bush. It went into his pocket with the cheese.
He bravely took to the road, and being light and agile he did not grow weary. The road led him up a mountain, and when he reached the top a huge giant was sitting there, looking around contentedly.
The little tailor went up to him cheerfully and said, “Good day, comrade. Are you just sitting here looking at the wide world? I am on my way out there to prove myself. Do you want to come with me?”
The giant looked at the tailor with contempt, saying, “You wretch! You miserable fellow!”
“You don't say!” answered the little tailor. Unbuttoning his coat, he showed the banner to the giant. “You can read what kind of man I am.”
The giant read Seven with one blow, and thinking that the tailor had killed seven men, he gained some respect for the little fellow. But he did want to put him to the test, so he picked up a stone and squeezed it with his hand until water dripped from it.
“Do what I just did,” said the giant, “if you have the strength.”
“Is that all?” said the little tailor. “That is child's play for someone like me.” Reaching into his pocket he pulled out the soft cheese and squeezed it until liquid ran from it. “That was even better, wasn't it?” he said.
The giant did not know what to say, for he did not believe the little man. Then the giant picked up a stone and threw it so high that it could scarcely be seen. “Now, you little dwarf, do that.”
“A good throw,” said the tailor, “but the stone did fall back to earth. I'll throw one for you that will not come back.” He reached into his pocket, pulled out the bird, and threw it into the air. Happy to be free, the bird flew up and away, and did not come back. “How did you like that, comrade?” asked the tailor.
“You can throw well enough,” said the giant, but now let's see if you are able to carry anything proper.“ He led the little tailor to a mighty oak tree that had been cut down and was lying on the ground. He said, ”If you are strong enough, then help me carry this tree out of the woods.“
”Gladly,“ answered the little man. ”You take the trunk on your shoulder, and I will carry the branches and twigs. After all, they are the heaviest.“
The giant lifted the trunk onto his shoulder, but the tailor sat down on a branch, and the giant, who could not see behind himself, had to drag long the entire tree, with the little tailor sitting on top. Cheerful and in good spirits, he whistled the song ”There Were Three Tailors Who Rode Out to the Gate,“ as though carrying a tree were child's play.
The giant, after dragging the heavy load a little way, could not go any further, and he called out, ”Listen, I have to drop the tree.“
The tailor jumped down agilely, took hold of the tree with both arms, as though he had been carrying it, and said to the giant, ”You are such a big fellow, and you can't even carry a tree.“
They walked on together until they came to a cherry tree. The giant took hold of the treetop where the ripest fruit was hanging, bent it down, and put it into the tailor's hand, inviting him to eat. However, the little tailor was much too weak to hold the tree, and when the giant let go, the tree sprang upward, throwing the tailor into the air. When he fell back to earth, without injury, the giant said, ”What? You don't have enough strength to hold that little switch?“
”There is no lack of strength,“ answered the little tailor. ”Do you think that that would be a problem for someone who killed seven with one blow? I jumped over the tree because hunters are shooting down there in the brush. Jump over it yourself, if you can.“
The giant made the attempt, but could not clear the tree and got stuck in the branches. So the little tailor kept the upper hand here as well.
The giant said, ”If you are such a brave fellow, then come with me to our cave and spend the night with us.“
The little tailor agreed and followed him. When they reached the cave, other giants were sitting there by a fire. Each one had a roasted sheep in his hand and was eating from it. The little tailor looked around and thought, ”It is a lot more roomy here than in my workshop.
The giant showed him a bed and told him to lie down and go to sleep. However, the little tailor found the bed too large, so instead of lying there he crept into a corner. At midnight the giant thought that the little tailor was fast asleep, so he got up, took a large iron bar, and with a single blow smashed the bed in two. He thought he had put an end to the grasshopper.
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They quarreled for a while, but because they were tired, they made peace, and they both closed their eyes again. Then the little tailor began his game again. Choosing his largest stone, he threw it at the first giant with all his strength, hitting him in the chest.
“That is too mean!” shouted the giant, then jumped up like a madman and pushed his companion against the tree, until it shook. The other one paid him back in kind, and they became so angry that they pulled up trees and struck at each other until finally, at the same time, they both fell to the ground dead.
Then the little tailor jumped down. “It is fortunate,” he said, “that they did not pull up the tree where I was sitting, or I would have had to jump into another one like a squirrel. But people like me are nimble.”
Drawing his sword, he gave each one a few good blows to the chest, then went back to the horsemen and said, “The work is done. I finished off both of them, but it was hard. In their need they pulled up trees to defend themselves. But it didn't help them, not against someone like me who kills seven with one blow.”
“Are you not wounded?” asked the horsemen.
“Everything is all right,” answered the tailor. “They did not so much as bend one of my hairs.”
Not wanting to believe him, the horesemen rode into the woods. There they found the giants swimming in their own blood, and all around lay the uprooted trees.
The little tailor asked the king for the promised reward, but the latter regretted the promise, and once again he began to think of a way to get the hero off his neck. “Before you receive my daughter and half the kingdom,” he said, “you must fulfill another heroic deed. In the woods there is a unicorn that is causing much damage. First you must capture it.
”I am even less afraid of a unicorn than I was of two giants. Seven with one blow, that is my thing.“
Taking a rope and an ax, he went into the woods. Once again he told those who went with him to wait behind. He did not have to look very long. The unicorn soon appeared, leaping toward the tailor as if it wanted to spear him at once.
”Gently, gently,“ said the tailor. ”Not so fast.“ He stopped, waited until the animal was very near, then jumped agilely behind a tree. The unicorn ran with all its might into the tree, sticking its horn so tightly into the trunk that it did not have enough strength to pull it out again, and thus it was captured.
”Now I have the little bird,“ said the tailor, coming out from behind the tree. First he tied the rope around the unicorn's neck, then he cut the horn out of the tree with the ax. When everything was ready, he led the animal away and brought it to the king.
The king still did not want to give him the promised reward and presented a third requirement. Before the wedding, the tailor was to capture a wild boar that was causing great damage in the woods. Huntsmen were to assist him.
”Gladly,“ said the tailor. ”That is child's play.“
He did not take the huntsmen into woods with him, and they were glad about that, for they had encountered the wild boar before and had no desire to do so again.
When the boar saw the tailor he ran toward him with foaming mouth and grinding teeth, wanting to throw him to the ground. But the nimble hero ran into a nearby chapel, then with one leap jumped back out through a window. The boar ran in after him, but the tailor ran around outside and slammed the door. Thus the furious animal was captured, for it was too heavy and clumsy to jump out the window. The little tailor called to the huntsmen. They had to see the captured boar with their own eyes.
The hero reported to the king, who now —— whether he wanted to or not —— had to keep his promise and give him his daughter and half the kingdom. If he had known that it was not a war hero, but rather a little tailor standing before him, it would have been even more painful for him. The wedding was thus held with great ceremony but little joy, and a king was made from a tailor.
Some time later the young queen heard in the night how her husband said in a dream, ”Boy, make the jacket for me, and patch the trousers, or I will hit you across your ears with a yardstick.“ Thus she determined where the young lord had come from. The next morning she brought her complaint to her father, asking him to help her get rid of the man, who was nothing more than a tailor.
The king comforted her, saying, ”Tonight leave your bedroom door unlocked. My servants will stand outside, and after he falls asleep they will go inside, bind him, and carry him to a ship that will take him far away from here.“
The wife was satisfied with this. However, the king's squire, who had a liking for the young lord, heard everything and revealed the whole plot to him.
”I'll put a stop to that,“ said the little tailor. That evening he went to bed with his wife at the usual time. When she thought he was asleep she got up, opened the door, and then went back to bed. The little tailor, who was only pretending to be asleep, began crying out with a clear voice, ”Boy, make the jacket for me, and patch the trousers, or I will hit you across your ears with a yardstick! I have struck down seven with one blow, killed two giants, led away a unicorn, and captured a wild boar, and I am supposed to be afraid of those who are standing just outside the bedroom!“
When those standing outside heard the tailor say this, they were so overcome with fear that they ran away, as though the wild horde was behind them. None of them dared to approach him ever again.
Thus the little tailor was a king, and he remained a king as long as he lived.
They quarreled for a while, but because they were tired, they made peace, and they both closed their eyes again. Then the little tailor began his game again. Choosing his largest stone, he threw it at the first giant with all his strength, hitting him in the chest.
”That is too mean!“ shouted the giant, then jumped up like a madman and pushed his companion against the tree, until it shook. The other one paid him back in kind, and they became so angry that they pulled up trees and struck at each other until finally, at the same time, they both fell to the ground dead.
Then the little tailor jumped down. ”It is fortunate,“ he said, ”that they did not pull up the tree where I was sitting, or I would have had to jump into another one like a squirrel. But people like me are nimble.“
Drawing his sword, he gave each one a few good blows to the chest, then went back to the horsemen and said, ”The work is done. I finished off both of them, but it was hard. In their need they pulled up trees to defend themselves. But it didn't help them, not against someone like me who kills seven with one blow.“
”Are you not wounded?“ asked the horsemen.
”Everything is all right,“ answered the tailor. ”They did not so much as bend one of my hairs.“
Not wanting to believe him, the horesemen rode into the woods. There they found the giants swimming in their own blood, and all around lay the uprooted trees.
The little tailor asked the king for the promised reward, but the latter regretted the promise, and once again he began to think of a way to get the hero off his neck. ”Before you receive my daughter and half the kingdom,“ he said, ”you must fulfill another heroic deed. In the woods there is a unicorn that is causing much damage. First you must capture it.
“I am even less afraid of a unicorn than I was of two giants. Seven with one blow, that is my thing.”
Taking a rope and an ax, he went into the woods. Once again he told those who went with him to wait behind. He did not have to look very long. The unicorn soon appeared, leaping toward the tailor as if it wanted to spear him at once.
“Gently, gently,” said the tailor. “Not so fast.” He stopped, waited until the animal was very near, then jumped agilely behind a tree. The unicorn ran with all its might into the tree, sticking its horn so tightly into the trunk that it did not have enough strength to pull it out again, and thus it was captured.
“Now I have the little bird,” said the tailor, coming out from behind the tree. First he tied the rope around the unicorn's neck, then he cut the horn out of the tree with the ax. When everything was ready, he led the animal away and brought it to the king.
The king still did not want to give him the promised reward and presented a third requirement. Before the wedding, the tailor was to capture a wild boar that was causing great damage in the woods. Huntsmen were to assist him.
“Gladly,” said the tailor. “That is child's play.”
He did not take the huntsmen into woods with him, and they were glad about that, for they had encountered the wild boar before and had no desire to do so again.
When the boar saw the tailor he ran toward him with foaming mouth and grinding teeth, wanting to throw him to the ground. But the nimble hero ran into a nearby chapel, then with one leap jumped back out through a window. The boar ran in after him, but the tailor ran around outside and slammed the door. Thus the furious animal was captured, for it was too heavy and clumsy to jump out the window. The little tailor called to the huntsmen. They had to see the captured boar with their own eyes.
The hero reported to the king, who now —— whether he wanted to or not —— had to keep his promise and give him his daughter and half the kingdom. If he had known that it was not a war hero, but rather a little tailor standing before him, it would have been even more painful for him. The wedding was thus held with great ceremony but little joy, and a king was made from a tailor.
Some time later the young queen heard in the night how her husband said in a dream, “Boy, make the jacket for me, and patch the trousers, or I will hit you across your ears with a yardstick.” Thus she determined where the young lord had come from. The next morning she brought her complaint to her father, asking him to help her get rid of the man, who was nothing more than a tailor.
The king comforted her, saying, “Tonight leave your bedroom door unlocked. My servants will stand outside, and after he falls asleep they will go inside, bind him, and carry him to a ship that will take him far away from here.”
The wife was satisfied with this. However, the king's squire, who had a liking for the young lord, heard everything and revealed the whole plot to him.
“I'll put a stop to that,” said the little tailor. That evening he went to bed with his wife at the usual time. When she thought he was asleep she got up, opened the door, and then went back to bed. The little tailor, who was only pretending to be asleep, began crying out with a clear voice, “Boy, make the jacket for me, and patch the trousers, or I will hit you across your ears with a yardstick! I have struck down seven with one blow, killed two giants, led away a unicorn, and captured a wild boar, and I am supposed to be afraid of those who are standing just outside the bedroom!”
When those standing outside heard the tailor say this, they were so overcome with fear that they ran away, as though the wild horde was behind them. None of them dared to approach him ever again.
Thus the little tailor was a king, and he remained a king as long as he lived.
篇4：格林童话故事全集
从前，有一个美丽的王宫，皇宫里住着国王和皇后，他们非常亲密。可是有一天，皇后去世了，国王很伤心，他天天呆在屋子里不吃不喝的。有一天，一位美丽的姑娘，来到王宫，国王第一眼便爱上了她，并和她结婚。
后母生了一个小女儿。黑不溜秋的。可后母只疼爱小女儿。常常会虐 待美丽的大女儿。
一天，邻国的王子来这儿找王后，后母把小女儿给王子看。王子并不喜欢小女儿，而是爱上了在一旁扫地的大女儿。后母看了非常的生气。就把大女儿关了起来，并把王子变成一只青鸟。还把青鸟弄伤。青鸟想尽了办法，飞了出去，飞进了树洞里。一个魔法师走了过来，把青鸟的伤治好了，并让青鸟恢复原来人类的样子。这时，一根飞刀从远处飞了过来。把魔法师杀死了。原来皇后早就在一旁看着呢！皇后用魔法让王子爱上了小女儿。并让他们结婚了。大女儿知道后，决心去邻国找王子。于是，大女儿出发了，走着走着，大女儿遇到一丛荆棘，她勇敢的闯了过去，全身都被割出一横横血，正当大女儿要昏倒时，一位仙女飞了过来，说：“只要你把你美丽的长发给我，我就给你三个鸡蛋。只要你敲开一个鸡蛋，它就可以实现你的愿望。”大女儿答应了。她拿着一个鸡蛋，敲开说：“让我恢复健康。”顿时，大女儿恢复了原来的美丽。接着，她又敲开了一个鸡蛋说：“让我到达邻国的王宫。”说完，大女儿立刻就到了王宫门口。这时，她的头发也正好长出来了！大女儿走进了王宫，看到小女儿和王子坐在王宫的坐位上。大女儿又敲出最后一个鸡蛋说：“让我和王子结婚吧！”
从此以后，小女儿被关进蛇洞，大女儿和王子过着快乐幸福的生活。
篇5：格林童话故事
从前有兄弟三人，他们的家境每况愈下，最后竟穷得连一点吃的东西都没有了，只好忍饥挨饿。于是，有一天，他们说：“我们不能再这样下去了，还不如到外面的世界去碰碰运气哩!”
他们果真上了路，走过了一条又一条道路，穿过了一片又一片草地，去了很多很多的地方，可还是没有碰上好运。
一天，他们来到一片大森林里。在森林的中间，他们发现了一座山。他们走近一看，原来那座山竟全是由银子堆积而成的银山。
于是，老大说：“这下我可找到我想要的好运啦，我不再奢望更多的东西了。”说罢，他便尽自己最大的力气搬了一大堆银子，转身独自回家去了。
另外两兄弟却说：“我们所希望的好运并不光是银子哩。”
于是，他们碰都没碰一下那成堆的银子，便又继续往前赶路。他们一连走了两天，来到了一座堆满金子的小山前。
这时，老二停下脚步，想了想，一时还拿不定主意。“怎么办呢?”他说：“我是该拿上够我享用一辈子的金子回家去呢，还是继续往前走呢?”终于，他下定决心，把口袋里装满金子，然后向弟弟道了别，也自个儿回家去了。
可是老三却说：“银子也罢，金子也罢，都不能令我动心。我不会放弃任何追求幸福的机会，说不定我会得到比金子、银子更好的东西。”
于是，他继续往前赶路，又一连走了三天，终于来到一片森林里。这片森林比前面经过的任何一片森林都要大，好一片无边无际的大森林!可是在这儿他却找不到任何可以充饥的东西，他现在几乎已是精疲力尽了，于是，他爬上一棵大树，想看看站到树上是否能见到森林的尽头，可是那森林还是一眼望不到边，除了无数的树梢，其它什么也看不见。他又只好爬下树来，可他实在是饿得发慌了。
这时，他想：“要是能让我再饱饱地吃上一顿就好了!”谁知他刚一着地，就惊异地发现树下正放着一张桌子，桌子上摆满了丰盛的食物，阵阵热气正向他迎面扑来。
“这下我的愿望总算是及时得到了满足!”说着，他也不去想那些食物是谁送来的，或是谁烧的，就站到桌旁大吃了起来，直到完全吃饱。之后，他想：“让这么漂亮的桌布在森林里糟蹋掉，真是太可惜了!”于是他就把它整整齐齐地叠好，放进口袋，又继续往前赶路。
到了傍晚，他又觉得饿了起来，就试着把那块桌布铺开，说：“我真希望你能再摆上一些好吃的!”话刚一出口，只见那桌布的每一块地方都摆满了极其精美的食物。
“现在我可知道我的饭是从哪里来的啦。”他自言自语地说道：“我不稀罕什么银山、金山，却宁肯要你!”因为他很清楚，这是一张如意桌布。可是这块桌布还不足以让他安居乐业，他还要继续周游世界，再去碰一碰自己的运气。
一天傍晚，在一片荒无人烟的大森林里，他遇到了一个正在烧木炭的满身黑灰的烧炭佬，只见那烧炭佬的木炭旁还烤着一些准备当晚餐用的马铃薯。
“晚上好，黑乌鸦，”小伙子说道：“你孤零零地一个人怎么生活呀?”
“每天都一样，”烧炭佬回答说，“每晚都吃马铃薯。我招待你吃一顿，怎么样?”
“非常感谢，”旅行者说，“我可不愿抢走你的晚饭，你并没想到会来客人。不过，要是你愿意，我倒想邀请你和我一起吃饭哩。”
“可是有谁来替你弄饭呢?”烧炭佬问道，“我看你什么都没带，方圆几里内没有任何人会给你送来食物。”
“即便是这样，我们还是有饭吃。”他回答道，“而且那还是你从来没有尝过的可口美味哩!”
说着，他便从自己的行囊中取出那块桌布，铺在地上，然后说：“小桌布，快上菜!”
转眼之间，桌布上便摆满了各种烧肉和烤肉，而且样样都是热气腾腾，就像刚从厨房里端上来的一样。烧炭佬惊异得张大了眼睛，却也不等主人再邀请，便动手吃了起来。他把大块大块的肉直往他那黑洞洞的嘴里塞。
当他俩把食物全都一扫而光之后，烧炭佬笑了笑说：“听着，你的这块桌布很合我的意，在这座森林里，没有任何人替我烧好吃的，而它对我正合适。我想和你交换一下。你瞧，那边角落里挂着一只士兵用的背囊，它虽然又破又不起眼，却有着神奇的魔力。反正我再也用不着了，所以我想象它来换你的桌布。”
“那我得先知道它有些什么魔力。”小伙子说。
“这我可以告诉你。”烧炭佬回答说，“你只要用手在上面拍打拍打，每拍一次，就会出来一名军官和六个士兵，他们全都全副武装，并且你让他们干什么，他们就会干什么。”
“我无所谓，”小伙子回答道，“如果你一定要换，那就换吧。”说完，他便把桌布递给烧炭佬，然后从挂钩上取下那个背囊，挎在肩上，就向烧炭佬道了别，继续上路了。
他走了没多远，就想试试那个背囊的魔力，便在上面拍了拍。在他面前立刻出现了七个勇士，那为头的说：“我的主人，您有何吩咐?”
“快速跑到烧炭佬那儿去把我的如意桌布取回来!”于是，勇士们便向左跑去，不一会儿，他们就从烧炭佬那儿把他的桌布拿来还给了小伙子。
然后，他就命令他们退下，自己又继续往前赶路，希望一路上能碰上更好的运气。太阳落山的时候，他又碰到了另一个烧炭佬。那烧炭佬正在火旁做晚饭。
“你要是愿意和我一块儿吃盐煮马铃薯，”这黑家伙说，“那就请坐下吧，只可惜没有油。”
“不，”小伙子回答说，“这次让我来请你吧。”说着，他就铺开桌布，上面即刻就摆满了许多美味佳肴。他们一起尽情地大吃了一顿，开心极了。
吃完饭，烧炭佬说：“在那边的搁板上放着一顶破帽子，它有着神奇的力量，只要你把它戴起来，在头上转一转，就会有十二门大炮一齐开火。它们可以摧毁任何东西，没有谁能抵挡得住。这帽子对我已经毫无用处，我想拿它换你的桌布。”
“很好。”小伙子边说边拿起帽子戴在头上，然后把桌布留给了烧炭佬。可他走了没多远，就又拍了拍他的背囊，命令士兵们又为他取回了那块桌布。
“好事一件接着一件，”他想，“看样子我还会走好运哩!”正如他所想的那样，他走了一天之后，又遇到了第三个烧炭佬。他也和前面两个烧炭佬一样，邀请小伙子吃他那没放油的马铃薯。可小伙子却让他与自己一起享用如意桌布上的美味。
烧炭佬太喜欢这块桌布了，最后便提出要用一只号角来换他的桌布。而这只号角有与那顶帽子完全不同的魔力。只要一吹它，所有的墙垣、堡垒连同城市和村庄，都会纷纷坍塌下来，变成一片废墟。小伙子立刻用自己的桌布与烧炭佬交换了他的号角。可是不久，他又派士兵去把桌布要了回来。
就这样，最后背囊、帽子和号角这三样东西全都归他一人所有了。
“这下行啦，”他说，“我也该回去看看我那两个哥哥过得怎么样了。”
他回到家中，看到两个哥哥已经用它们的银子和金子造了非常漂亮的房子，过着富足的生活。
当他前去看望他们时，由于他身上穿着破外套，头上戴着顶旧帽子，背上还背着个烂行囊，他们便不但不认他是自己的弟弟，还嘲笑他说：“你自称是我们那瞧不起金子银子、而要寻找更大的幸福的弟弟，那你就肯定会像一位凯旋的国王一样衣锦荣归，怎么倒成了个叫花子呢?”说着，他们就把他赶出了家门。
听了他们这番话，他勃然大怒，接二连三地拍打着他的背囊，直至在他面前整整齐齐地排列出一百五十个全副武装的士兵。然后，他命令这些士兵把他那两个目空一切的哥哥抽打了一顿，直打得他们认识他是谁为止。
邻居们听见喧闹跑了过来，想要帮助那两个处在困境中的哥哥，可是他们却对付不了那些士兵们。
消息最终传到了国王那里，国王听了，非常生气，便命令一个队长带着他的士兵们前去把这个捣乱的家伙赶出城去。谁知这个背着行囊的小伙子却召来了更多的士兵，把那个队长和他的士兵们一个个都打得鼻青脸肿，狼狈而逃。
于是，国王说：“得好好地治一治那个流浪汉!”第二天，他又派去了一支更强大的军队，可是他们的下场也好不到哪儿去。那年轻人不仅派了更多的士兵去对付他们，而且为了尽快取胜还一连转了两下头上的帽子，于是大炮齐鸣，直打得国王的士兵们仓皇逃窜。
“现在我绝不和国王讲和，”小伙子说，“除非他把他的女儿嫁给我，并让我继承他的王位。”
然后，他派人把自己的要求告知了国王，国王便对自己的女儿说：“这是个不得不吞的苦果。除了接受他的要求之外，我还有什么办法呢?要想得到和平，保住头上的王冠，我不得不委屈你啦!”
于是，小伙子和公主就举行了婚礼。可是公主很不满意，因为她的丈夫是个头上戴着破帽子，背上背着个旧行囊的平民。于是，她整日整夜地寻思着自己如何才能除掉他。突然，她灵机一动，心想：“莫非他那神奇的力量就藏在他的旧背囊里吧?”于是，她就假装对他十分亲热，等他心软了，她便说：“你真该把那个破背囊取下来才是呵，它让你太难看了，连我都为你感到害臊呐!”
“不，宝贝，”他回答说，“这个背囊是我最重要的宝物，有了它，我就不怕世界上的任何人。”接着他就把背囊的魔力告诉了公主。公主听了便一头扑到他的怀里，装出要吻他的样子，可是她却巧妙她把背囊从他的肩上取了下来，拎着它飞快地逃走了。
当他不再追来时，她便拍打那个背囊，命令士兵们去抓住他们以前的主人，并把他赶出王宫。士兵们遵命而去，那个不忠的妻子还派了更多的士兵去追赶他，直到把他赶出城去才罢休。要是他没有那顶小帽子，那他可就真完了，当时他的手一被松开，便转了两下头上的帽子，于是大炮齐鸣，转瞬之间便轰倒了所有的士兵。
公主只得亲自跑来求饶，由于她说得那么恳切，又保证改过自新，他被她的虚情假意打动了，便同意与她和解。于是她就装出对他挺友好的样子，似乎她已非常爱他。可是过了不久.她又迷住了他的心窍，让他透露出即使有人夺走了他的背囊，只要他还有他的帽子，那别人还是奈何他不得的秘密。
当公主知道这个秘密后，便等他睡着时，悄悄摘下了他的帽子，并派人把他扔到街上。幸亏他还有那只号角哩!一气之下，他便拼命地吹了起来，顷刻之间，所有的墙垣、堡垒、城市和村庄都纷纷倒塌了下来，把国王和公主全都给砸死了。
如果他没有放下号角，再多吹那么一下子，那么整个王国都会坍塌，变成一片废墟。就这样，再也没有谁对付得了他了，于是他便成了统治整个王国的君主。
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