安徒生童話故事：錢豬The Money-Box

　　錢豬是什么呢？下面是小編整理的相關(guān)的一篇安徒生童話故事：錢豬The Money-Box，中英文版本的都有，歡迎大家閱讀！希望大家喜歡。

　　嬰兒室里有許多許多玩具;櫥柜頂上有一個(gè)撲滿，它的形狀像豬，是泥燒的。它的背上自然還有一條狹口。這狹口后來又用刀子挖大了一點(diǎn)，好使整個(gè)銀元也可以塞進(jìn)去。的確，除了許多銀毫以外，里面也有兩塊銀元。

　　錢豬裝得非常滿，連搖也搖不響——這的確要算是一只錢豬所能達(dá)到的最高峰了。他現(xiàn)在高高地站在櫥柜上，瞧不起房里一切其他的東西。他知道得很清楚，他肚皮里所裝的錢可以買到這所有的玩具。這就是我們所謂的“心中有數(shù)”。

　　別的玩具也想到了這一點(diǎn)，雖然它們不講出來——因?yàn)檫�有許多其他的事情要講。桌子的抽屜是半開著的;這里面有一個(gè)很大的玩具。她略微有點(diǎn)兒舊，脖子也修理過一次。她朝外邊望了一眼，說：“我們現(xiàn)在來扮演人好嗎?因?yàn)檫@究竟是值得一做的事情呀！”

　　這時(shí)大家騷動(dòng)了一下，甚至墻上掛著的那些畫也掉過身來，表示它們也有反對(duì)的一面;不過這并不是說明它們?cè)诳棺h。

　　現(xiàn)在是半夜了。月亮從窗子外面照進(jìn)來，送來不花錢的光。游戲就要開始了。所有的玩具，甚至屬于比較粗糙的玩具一類的學(xué)步車，都被邀請(qǐng)了。

　　“每個(gè)人都有自己的優(yōu)點(diǎn)，”學(xué)步車說。“我們不能全都是貴族。正如俗話所說的，總要有人做事才成！”

　　只有錢豬接到了一張手寫的請(qǐng)?zhí)�，因�(yàn)樗�的地位很高，大家都相信他不�?huì)接受口頭的邀請(qǐng)。的確，他并沒有回答說他來不來，而事實(shí)上他沒有來。如果要他參加的話，他得在自己家里欣賞。大家可以照他的意思辦，結(jié)果他們也就照辦了。

　　那個(gè)小玩偶舞臺(tái)布置得恰恰可以使他一眼就能看到臺(tái)上的扮演。大家想先演一出喜劇，然后再吃茶和做知識(shí)練習(xí)。他們立刻就開始了。搖木馬談到訓(xùn)練和純血統(tǒng)問題，學(xué)步車談到鐵路和蒸汽的力量。這些事情都是他們的本行，所以他們都能談?wù)劇Ｗ�鐘談起政治：“滴答——滴答”。它知道它敲的是什么時(shí)候，不過，有人說他走的并不準(zhǔn)確。竹手杖直挺挺地站著，驕傲得不可一世，因?yàn)樗�上面包了銀頭，下面箍了銅環(huán)，上上下下都包了東西。沙發(fā)上躺著兩個(gè)繡花墊子，很好看，但是糊涂。現(xiàn)在戲可以開始了。

　　大家坐著看戲。事先大家都說好了，觀眾應(yīng)該根據(jù)自己喜歡的程度喝彩、鼓掌和跺腳。不過馬鞭說他從來不為老人鼓掌，他只為還沒有結(jié)婚的年輕人鼓掌。

　　“我對(duì)大家都鼓掌，”爆竹說。

　　“一個(gè)人應(yīng)該有一個(gè)立場(chǎng)！”痰盂說。這是當(dāng)戲正在演的時(shí)候他們心中所有的想法。

　　這出戲沒有什么價(jià)值，但是演得很好。所有的人物都把它們涂了顏色的一面掉向觀眾，因?yàn)樗麄冎荒馨颜�面拿出來看，而不能把反面拿出來看。大家都演得非常好，都跑到舞臺(tái)前面來，因?yàn)槔�著它們的線很長(zhǎng)，不過這樣人們就可以把他們看得更清楚。

　　那個(gè)補(bǔ)了一次的玩偶是那么興奮，弄得她的補(bǔ)丁都松開了。錢豬也看得興奮起來，他決心要為演員中的某一位做點(diǎn)事情：他要在遺囑上寫下，到了適當(dāng)?shù)臅r(shí)候，他要這位演員跟他一起葬在公墓里。這才是真正的愉快，因此大家就放棄吃茶，繼續(xù)做知識(shí)練習(xí)。這就是他們所謂的扮演人類了。這里面并沒有什么惡意，因?yàn)樗麄冎徊贿^是扮演罷了，每件東西只想著自己，和猜想錢豬的心事;而這錢豬想得最遠(yuǎn)，因?yàn)樗�想到了寫遺囑和入葬的事情。這事會(huì)在什么時(shí)候發(fā)生，他總是比別人料想得早。

　　啪！他從櫥柜上掉下來了——落到地上，跌成了碎片。小錢毫跳著，舞著，那些頂小的打著轉(zhuǎn)，那些大的打著轉(zhuǎn)滾開了，特別是那塊大銀元——他居然想跑到廣大的世界里去。他真的跑到廣大的世界里去了，其他的也都是一樣。錢豬的碎片則被掃進(jìn)垃圾箱里去了。不過，在第二天，碗柜上又出現(xiàn)了一個(gè)泥燒的新錢豬。它肚皮里還沒有裝進(jìn)錢，因此它也搖不出響聲來;在這一點(diǎn)上說來，它跟別的東西完全沒有什么分別。不過這只是一個(gè)開始而已——與這開始同時(shí)，我們作一個(gè)結(jié)尾。

　　錢豬英文版：

　　The Money-Box

　　IN a nursery where a number of toys lay scattered about, a money-box stood on the top of a very high wardrobe. It was made of clay in the shape of a pig, and had been bought of the potter. In the back of the pig was a slit, and this slit had been enlarged with a knife, so that dollars, or crown pieces, might slip through; and, indeed there were two in the box, besides a number of pence. The money-pig was stuffed so full that it could no longer rattle, which is the highest state of perfection to which a money-pig can attain. There he stood upon the cupboard, high and lofty, looking down upon everything else in the room. He knew very well that he had enough inside him to buy up all the other toys, and this gave him a very good opinion of his own value. The rest thought of this fact also, although they did not express it, for there were so many other things to talk about. A large doll, still handsome, though rather old, for her neck had been mended, lay inside one of the drawers which was partly open. She called out to the others, “Let us have a game at being men and women, that is something worth playing at.”

　　Upon this there was a great uproar; even the engravings, which hung in frames on the wall, turned round in their excitement, and showed that they had a wrong side to them, although they had not the least intention to expose themselves in this way, or to object to the game. It was late at night, but as the moon shone through the windows, they had light at a cheap rate. And as the game was now to begin, all were invited to take part in it, even the children’s wagon, which certainly belonged to the coarser playthings. “Each has its own value,” said the wagon; “we cannot all be noblemen; there must be some to do the work.”

　　The money-pig was the only one who received a written invitation. He stood so high that they were afraid he would not accept a verbal message. But in his reply, he said, if he had to take a part, he must enjoy the sport from his own home; they were to arrange for him to do so; and so they did. The little toy theatre was therefore put up in such a way that the money-pig could look directly into it. Some wanted to begin with a comedy, and afterwards to have a tea party and a discussion for mental improvement, but they commenced with the latter first. The rocking-horse spoke of training and races; the wagon of railways and steam power, for these subjects belonged to each of their professions, and it was right they should talk of them. The clock talked politics—“tick, tick;” he professed to know what was the time of day, but there was a whisper that he did not go correctly. The bamboo cane stood by, looking stiff and proud: he was vain of his brass ferrule and silver top, and on the sofa lay two worked cushions, pretty but stupid. When the play at the little theatre began, the rest sat and looked on; they were requested to applaud and stamp, or crack, when they felt gratified with what they saw. But the riding-whip said he never cracked for old people, only for the young who were not yet married. “I crack for everybody,” said the cracker.

　　“Yes, and a fine noise you make,” thought the audience, as the play went on.

　　It was not worth much, but it was very well played, and all the characters turned their painted sides to the audience, for they were made only to be seen on one side. The acting was wonderful, excepting that sometimes they came out beyond the lamps, because the wires were a little too long. The doll, whose neck had been darned, was so excited that the place in her neck burst, and the money-pig declared he must do something for one of the players, as they had all pleased him so much. So he made up his mind to remember one of them in his will, as the one to be buried with him in the family vault, whenever that event should happen. They all enjoyed the comedy so much, that they gave up all thoughts of the tea party, and only carried out their idea of intellectual amusement, which they called playing at men and women; and there was nothing wrong about it, for it was only play. All the while, each one thought most of himself, or of what the money-pig could be thinking. His thoughts were on, as he supposed, a very distant time—of making his will, and of his burial, and of when it might all come to pass. Certainly sooner than he expected—for all at once down he came from the top of the press, fell on the ground, and was broken to pieces. Then the pennies hopped and danced about in the most amusing manner. The little ones twirled round like tops, and the large ones rolled away as far as they could, especially the one great silver crown piece who had often to go out into the world, and now he had his wish as well as all the rest of the money. The pieces of the money-pig were thrown into the dust-bin, and the next day there stood a new money-pig on the cupboard, but it had not a farthing in its inside yet, and therefore, like the old one, it could not rattle. This was the beginning with him, and we will make it the end of our story.

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